Although the Mirror Spirit lived very much for itself, it also knew it had to protect the place of its origin.
Otherwise, not only would it become a sinner of Blue Star, but the one in Good City would not let it off either—that was someone bearing the Divine Status of "Guardian"!
So it could only cough dryly. "I... can't beat Heaven's Dao. That doesn't count as losing face, does it?"
"You fought Heaven's Dao, Senior?" The Big Shot perked up at once. "How did you fight it... Tell me about it?"
"Are you not done yet?" The Mirror Spirit was unhappy. "Want me to get you some peanuts, sunflower seeds, and beer too?"
"That's not right of you, Senior." The Big Shot felt a little wronged. "So you can question me, but I can't question you?"
"Yes, exactly," the Mirror Spirit answered bluntly. "My cultivation is higher than yours. Got a problem with that?"
The Big Shot thought for a moment, then replied, "But right now... you definitely can't beat me."
The Mirror Spirit fell silent upon hearing that. Only after a long while did it say, "Just wait until my source recovers, then we'll talk..."
Their exchange was merely part of daily life at Liba Beach. There were plenty of other minor matters too. For example... after sensing the Big Shot's aura, Vermilion Ginger Grass actually came looking for this "senior expert" of its own accord.
Was Vermilion Ginger Grass a naive fool? It truly was. It had never even considered that the Big Shot had once intended—or rather, had been very likely—to devour its source in order to strengthen itself.
It simply felt that this senior had originated from the wood element. Not only was that wood-element source exceptionally pure, but it also made Vermilion Ginger Grass