"Th-this... huh???"
Seeing the tribulation clouds in midair gradually dissipating, Fang Mo stood there in a daze.
It was already absurd enough for heavenly lightning to hover in midair, but this was clearly even more ridiculous... The lightning that had struck down was actually retreating back up?
"No... why the hell can it do that?"
Even Fang Mo could barely hold his expression together now. "As they say, lightning that strikes and scriptures that are shot can't be taken back. Why's this getting sucked back in? Is this a catheter or a straw?"
"Um..."
Little Wolf-chan's ears perked up again as she muttered unconsciously, "Could it be because Master said earlier that he didn't like big lightning, and the Heavenly Dao Will heard it?"
"?"
Fang Mo looked down at the little wolf pup beside him. "Did you secretly start worshipping that bitchy demon again behind my back?"
"N-no..."
Little Wolf-chan's gaze wandered. "I just think Master is really good with his mouth... Ah, no! I mean Master's mouth has so much skill! They're obviously the same words, but after passing through Master's mouth, the flavor changes. Maybe the Heavenly Dao Will heard that too..."
"What did you say?"
After hearing the words of this fuzzy little bastard, Fang Mo's eye twitched. "Come on, explain carefully. What words change flavor after passing through my mouth?"
"Then repeat this after me, Master."
Little Wolf-chan said, "In the year 1024 of the First Immortal Calendar, Ancient Moon Immortal Venerable, sect master of the Wind Spirit Moon Shadow Sect, cleaved the old days with his sword..."
"What's so hard about that?"
Fang Mo repeated it almost without thinking. "In the year 1024 of the First Immortal Calendar, Ancient Moon Immortal Venerable, master of the Wind Spirit Moon Shadow Sect, saw a dick and—