Master of Contact

"Greetings, Laojun."

Li Changshou's Fake Body of Xu Bodhi rose to his feet and gave Laojun a Daoist salute, casually storing the spiritual herb in a jade box.

Do not misunderstand—he was not declaring ownership over the spiritual herb.

Whether from Xu Bodhi's standpoint or his true identity, he naturally would not dare fight Laojun for a spiritual herb.

He held the jade box forward and used immortal power to send it toward Laojun. A trace of regret showed on his face, but there was little hesitation.

This wave was very Xu Bodhi.

What kind of exalted being was Laojun? What sort of great figure was he?

If Laojun directly took the spiritual herb today, he would be lowering his own standing.

Though there had once been a Sage who turned face into gluten, Laojun was venerable and highly respected; naturally, he would not take advantage of a junior for nothing.

Even if that junior had once been an enemy of the Human Teaching and the Heavenly Court.

Laojun had no need to concern himself with such matters.

Sure enough, Laojun slightly raised a hand, leaving the jade box floating above Azure Ox's head, and calmly asked:

"What pill do you want?"

Xu Bodhi lowered his head. "Offering such herbs to Laojun is naturally more appropriate than wasting them in this junior's hands. I ask Laojun to accept them, that it may count as forming a good affinity with this junior."

"The pill," Laojun said flatly.

The implication was that he did not wish to form this good affinity with Xu Bodhi.

Li Changshou was amused inwardly.

The two teachers at home were simply too adorable.

Xu Bodhi raised his head and looked at Laojun. A faintly "strange" light passed through his eyes.

Laojun frowned slightly... he could not understand