Before long, Little Shiji brought out a steaming basket of meat buns, while Hua Feier delivered several jars of Taiyi's favorite Hundred Flowers Spirit Pattern Brew.
Taiyi did not stand on ceremony. He picked up a wine jar and began drinking wildly.
Only after drinking his fill did he ask, "Is that Dragon-Headed Staff very powerful?"
Wu Chu shook his head. "Not particularly powerful. I asked my master about this matter. After all, Fellow Daoist Shaoyang is the leader of the male immortals. Between him and me, the senior brother of Xuanmen, who exactly is supposed to listen to whom? I had to get that straight. Then my master happened to mention this Dragon-Headed Staff..."
Wu Chu had not made that up. After the third preaching ended, he had indeed raised this matter with the Patriarch. After all, if Eastern King Duke, as the leader of the male immortals, could still order around the senior brother of Xuanmen, then what was the point of him being Xuanmen's senior brother?
And that led to the Dragon-Headed Staff.
In Wu Chu's view, this Dragon-Headed Staff was much like an Imperial Sword. It could not strike a foolish ruler above, but it could certainly strike treacherous ministers below.
Other than the disciples and Named Disciples accepted by Wu Chu and the other seven Patriarchs, he could strike any Xuanmen disciple, including Di Jun and Taiyi.
From Taiyi's perspective, that was rather unreasonable. How was he supposed to fight that?
"Is there a way to deal with it?" Taiyi drank gloomily for a while before asking again.
Wu Chu shook his head. "Just take it head-on. Though that Dragon-Headed Staff is rather strange and is said to be a Never-Missing Staff, it cannot compare to your Chaos Bell. Taking it head-on should be fine."