A Minor Deity Speaks a Fair Word

Spirit Mountain's fierce battle was at its height; Kunlun's great immortals had fallen.

The Chan Teaching immortals stared wide-eyed, daring to ask whence this grudge had come.

Zhao Gongming lay sprawled atop a cloud, his breath faint, his life hanging by a thread. He truly frightened more than half the Chan Teaching immortals.

But others might not know Zhao Gongming's tricks—how could Guang Chengzi not?

At once, Guang Chengzi directly sent out True Lord Taiyi. With his hands behind his back, True Lord Taiyi strolled leisurely around Zhao Gongming, muttering first:

"Ah, grievous injuries indeed. Far too grievous."

"It won't heal without several yuanhui."

"Such Da Luo blood shouldn't go to waste. It'd be good for refining pills or something.

Sniff... Tsk, that is the scent left after severing the Good Corpse and Evil Corpse."

Then his expression turned solemn.

"On behalf of the Chan Teaching, this poor Daoist extends heartfelt sympathies to you, Dao Brother. If it is later determined that your injuries were caused by our disturbance, our Chan Teaching is willing to accept responsibility and make every effort to heal you."

A question mark slowly appeared above Zhao Gongming's forehead.

This... was somewhat different from the script.

Zhao Gongming slightly opened his eyes, just in time to see True Lord Taiyi's narrowed-eyed, smiling expression.

A short while later, within the area sealed by the Sea-Calming Divine Pearls.

Zhao Gongming was surrounded by three figures: True Person Huang Long, True Lord Taiyi, and True Lord Yu Ding of the Chan Teaching.

Sure enough, fighting one against many had severe limitations. Though he had delayed the Chan Teaching for quite some time, their response had been swift. True Lord Taiyi had taken the initiative to stay behind with Yuding and Huang Long, while the Chan Teaching immortals had immediately