Is there no justice? The clones lay low while the original takes the hits. Child, I'm your ancestor

Fun was fun, and games were games,

but serious business was no joke.

"What do we do now, True Self?!" Otsutsuki Shuichi stared intently at the Ancestral Temple. His True Self's words kept echoing in his head—the Giant Tenseigan might be alive. The thought made his scalp prickle.

"Find out, obviously. Otherwise, wouldn't all our preparations have been for nothing?" Qingwu shot Otsutsuki Shuichi an irritated look.

He inwardly cursed the man for being such a coward. Even after becoming a clone, he was still this spineless. Even that idiot Jingze was better than him. "Enough. Quit babbling. If you're scared, get the hell back into the Small World."

Otsutsuki Shuichi immediately looked relieved. "Sure, sure! Thank goodness I don't have to go into battle. Be careful, True Self~ I know you'll be fine!"

"Finger heart~ Love you~" With that, Otsutsuki Shuichi turned and ducked into the Small World.

Hearing that,

Qingwu nearly gagged.

Qingwu clenched his fists and gritted his teeth in anger. "Fuck, is this a rebellion? You actually dare try to gaslight me?!"

Xiuyi replied innocently, "I'm just telling the truth~ Original, of course I believe in you. You're the host of the Demon Refining Pot and the master of the Small World..."

Trying to butter me up, huh?

I'm not buying it.

Still unconvinced, Qingwu pressed on. "You're a coward, and Nirvana's the same. What are you all playing at?! Someone tell me—am I really a coward deep down?"

Nirvana hurriedly came online to explain. "True Self, I'm definitely not! I'm the fallback plan you personally left behind. I'm just following orders, not being a coward."

"If I hadn't seen how smoothly you ran away, I might've believed you." Qingwu sighed helplessly. "Holy shit~ Am I really this cowardly inside?"

"Impossible~ Impossible~ Impossible." It was as