After Long Zhi and the other two transformed into streaks of light and departed.
The night wind brushed past, carrying a hint of chill.
"Benefactor Jiang..."
Kongming finally spoke. "The Great Compassion Glazed Pearl is a treasured heirloom of my Taining Temple. If you are willing to return it, everyone in Taining Temple will be endlessly grateful. No matter what conditions you raise, this humble monk will..."
"Not returning it, not lending it, not selling it."
Jiang Yuechu cut him off cleanly.
What a joke.
A treasure that could actively absorb Incense-Fire Power and Merit was practically a fully automated cash machine.
Once something landed in her hands, when had she ever spat it back out?
Kongming stood frozen on the spot as though struck by lightning.
Zi Ling, utterly baffled by the exchange, could not help stepping forward to ask, "What Great Compassion Glazed Pearl? Fellow Daoist Jiang, did you take this little bald donkey's treasure?"
Jiang Yuechu glanced at her. "Picked it up."
Zi Ling immediately understood. Patting Kongming on the shoulder, she said earnestly, "Little bald donkey, this is where you are in the wrong. Fellow Daoist Jiang killed that demon monk, so the spoils she seized naturally belong to her. Trying to forcibly demand them like this—isn't that breaking the rules of the martial world?"
Kongming was on the verge of tears.
What fucking kind of martial-world rule was that?!
That was Taining Temple's treasure!
But when he looked at Jiang Yuechu's placid face, then recalled the brutal sight of her tearing apart the Wandering Void Sea Venerable with her bare hands—
Kongming could only swallow all his grievances.
"Then... where does Benefactor plan to go next?"
He had made up his mind.
Since he could not get it back, he would shamelessly stick to her.