My Lord Is Coming; You Are All Ants

Immortal Palace in the sky, Azure Luan Palace.

The palace was exceedingly desolate, with only two people seated facing each other.

"These were all people who had appeared during Seven Treasures Bodhisattva's sermon. My subordinates found quite a few attendees and expended great magical power to recreate the entire event. There may be some omissions, so I will have them continue investigating. General, please review it first."

Hong Jing extended his hand and slowly spread out a scroll across the table.

Upon the scroll, the myriad expressions of living beings were vividly lifelike.

A Bodhisattva's sermon was such a solemn occasion. Aside from members of the Bodhi Sect, how could anyone else dare casually paint or record such a grand event?

To recreate the scene so completely in such a short time based solely on the accounts of the cultivators present not only demonstrated the strength of the heavenly soldiers and generals, but also showed just how seriously Hong Jing took this matter.

It was mainly because of the absurd thing Azure Luan had done for that Horse Warden.

It had thoroughly allowed Hong Jing to see this man's character, as well as the importance of that Purple-bearded White Dragon.

A Subordinate Fifth Rank immortal seal was beyond the reach of even most immortals with noble inheritances. Yet because of a mere suspicion, because he wanted to verify something, he had bestowed one upon a merit immortal who had only just ascended to Heaven.

Of course, Gan Qing had indeed rendered meritorious service, but this also showed that Azure Luan did not care much for such external things, nor did he have any intention of building a faction of his own.

Otherwise, this one matter alone would have been enough to chill the hearts of his old subordinates.

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