When He Dazhi reached Tian Buyi, he explained the method he had thought of.
"So! You mean to store the Kui Ox's soul separately?" Tian Buyi looked thoughtfully at his fourth disciple.
"But how do we split it apart?" Daoist Cangsong asked in astonishment. He had never heard of a soul being divided without dispersing.
"Isn't there some magic treasure that can cut apart a soul?" Zhang Xiaofan could not help asking.
The others all looked at him as if he were an idiot.
Zhang Xiaofan blushed, lowered his head, and ran off.
"I think..." He Dazhi looked toward Tian Buyi. What came next involved Big Bamboo Peak's secrets, and he did not want to say it in front of Cangsong.
"Could there possibly be something I'm not allowed to hear?" Seeing He Dazhi and Tian Buyi "exchanging meaningful glances," Daoist Cangsong was so angry his beard bristled and floated upward.
Under He Dazhi's constant hints, Tian Buyi finally remembered that strange, evil umbrella. From that umbrella, he then thought of his youngest disciple's terrifying array.
Tian Buyi stroked his chin and, with some difficulty, slanted a glance at Shuiyue.
Shuiyue had also thought of that "umbrella" she had personally sealed away, and her expression turned rather ugly.
Cangsong watched the people before him "exchange meaningful glances," yet no one "sent any feelings" his way. Feeling isolated, he was so angry his beard floated even higher.
Shang Zhengliang watched from the side with great interest. Cangsong's expression in particular amused him.
"That thing is still at Azure Clouds. It can't solve the immediate predicament," Shuiyue quietly reminded Tian Buyi.
"But Little Junior Brother is here!" He Dazhi likewise quietly reminded Shuiyue and Tian Buyi.
"Do I need to excuse myself?" Cangsong could not understand what they were talking about at