Xuantian shook his head. "I don't like this thing much either. Let's take it to the money house and cash it in! Then we can trade it for something useful to us."
Ao Yue nodded. "Exactly. I want to exchange it for a method to resolve the Dragon Clan's Karmic Debt."
Xuantian nodded. "Fine, but the Dragon Clan has to give me my share."
Ao Yue laughed heartily. "Easy, easy." Then, chatting and laughing along the way, the two arrived at the Great Desolation Money House.
Inside the money house, Hongyun looked at them eagerly. "What do you two wish to trade for today?"
Ao Yue took out the Six Roots Pure Bamboo. "This item, in exchange for an opportunity for my Dragon Clan to flourish."
Hongyun looked at the Six Roots Pure Bamboo and felt at a loss. Kid, this thing may be valuable, but it's nowhere near enough to trade for an opportunity for the Dragon Clan to flourish.
Helplessly, Hongyun said, "Wait a moment. Let me deduce it first. After all, it won't be easy for the Dragon Clan to flourish."
After a while, Bo Huang arrived at the money house. "Ao Yue? It's enough for you to break through on your own. In the next Great Tribulation, I'll naturally make plans for the Dragon Clan. There's no need to pay with a spiritual treasure. Take it back."
Overjoyed, Ao Yue handed the Six Roots Pure Bamboo to Bo Huang. "How could I let you work for nothing? This bamboo is a gift for you. Besides, I stole it anyway." Then he left with Xuantian.
Watching Ao Yue depart, Hongyun said, "That fellow has good character for a dragon."
Bo Huang nodded. "Indeed. This dragon will surely accomplish great things in the future—I said so. By the way, has Zhunti been released?"
Hongyun nodded. "You needn't worry either. With Zhunti's injuries... even Jieyin couldn't recognize him. As for what he looks like, even I, a Saint, can't think of words to describe it. See for yourself." As he spoke, Hongyun tossed out a recording stone.
Bo Huang burst out laughing at the scene within the recording stone. Those ancestral witches were ruthless enough. They beat Zhunti so badly that even his measure word had to become 'a lump'...
Elsewhere, on Mount Sumeru, Zhunti's injuries were too severe and his origin had been damaged, making him extremely difficult to heal. Helpless, Jieyin could only carry Zhunti to Zixiao Palace.
Before Zixiao Palace, Haotian stopped Jieyin. "Stop. What lump of something are you carrying? Zixiao Palace does not permit filthy things inside."
Zhunti immediately suffered a mental breakdown. You just wait, Haotian. Once I become a Saint, I'll show you how I repay this insult.
With a kindly expression, Jieyin said, "Junior Brother Haotian, this is Junior Brother Zhunti... He was beaten into this state, and we don't know how to treat him. We could only bring him to the Dao Ancestor."
Haotian nodded. "So that's how it is. Go in, then." As he spoke, he opened the gates of Zixiao Palace.
When Jieyin saw Hong Jun, his face was full of misery. The moment he opened his mouth, he began to cry. "Dao Ancestor, you must uphold justice for Junior Brother Zhunti!"
Hong Jun looked bewildered. "Uphold justice for what? What happened to Zhunti?" Then his gaze sharpened. "The lump you're carrying is Zhunti?"
Jieyin nodded. "It is indeed Junior Brother Zhunti."
Speechless, Hong Jun said, "The Witch Clan has gone too far..." As he spoke, strands of Power of Creation flashed across his hand and repaired Zhunti's body.
Before long, Zhunti regained his human form. "Thank you, Dao Ancestor."
Hong Jun nodded. "No need. You two should return to the Western Sect. Remember, become Saints as soon as possible. If your merit is insufficient, you may make up for it with Great Vows. I will lend it to you."
Jieyin and Zhunti accepted the order and returned to Mount Sumeru. On the way, Jieyin said to Zhunti, "Junior Brother, if we lack enough merit to become Saints, we'll owe the Witch Clan a huge debt."
Zhunti instantly flew into a rage. "What? I owe them? They beat me for so long, and I still owe them? Hmph! Once I become a Saint, I will surely avenge this grudge."
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