Seated atop the cloud of celebration in the sky, Wu Chu silently watched his little disciple show off... no, uphold justice, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly.
Although Little Auspicious had used nothing but spiritual treasures in this battle, including quite a few innate spiritual treasures that required little control from her, and had not displayed a single spell of her own, it could not be denied that her timing in controlling those treasures was indeed excellent.
In the original Investiture of the Gods myth, Little Auspicious had not met a good end. She was injured by Holy Mother Jinling, then later killed by the immortals of Jiejiao working together.
But before that, her record had always been quite impressive.
Even a powerhouse with Kong Xuan's level of cultivation had once been wounded by her Luan-Flying Sword.
This showed that she had achieved quite a bit in magical combat.
She simply had not managed to escape the calamity of the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation in the end.
But how many others had managed to escape that calamity?
Wu Chu silently shook his head and continued watching to see how she would handle this matter.
The seven men and women were bundled together in Little Auspicious's net and thrown onto the ground. She had also retrieved the Dragon-Binding Rope and wrapped it around her waist, which greatly annoyed the woman who had originally been tied up alone. Being tied up alone had been nothing, but now she had to squeeze together with those stinking men.
Little Auspicious clapped her hands, planted one hand on her hip, and pointed at Bing Feng with the other. "You're not leaving either. Explain everything clearly first. I want to see which side is lying, which side is bullying others with their power,