"Me too! Don't forget me!"
Little Pagoda flew over from afar, raising a racket and bobbing nonstop.
"Please, you must give me one of those three Dharma Artifacts! I'll be your ox and your horse!"
Meng Chuan watched Little Pagoda hurtle toward him. "You, my ox and horse? You're too hard for my liking."
"Then I'll catch Little Nonpoint and make him your ox and horse!" Little Pagoda said generously. "Order him around all you like. Don't hold back."
Meng Chuan froze. What a shameless pagoda.
"That two-tiered pagoda among the three Dharma Artifacts is one of the pieces of my lost body."
Little Pagoda said, "When I was shattered back then, my Lord consciousness stayed here. I had no idea where the other five tiers went."
His Nine-Layered Pagoda Body had been shattered. Little Pagoda now had four tiers, which was why his Lord consciousness had remained here.
As for the other five tiers, the situation was clear: they had split into several pieces.
Evidently, none could compete with the more complete four-tiered body.
"Who would've thought someone from the Three Thousand Dao Provinces would find two tiers and refine them?"
"What luck."
Little Pagoda was rather pleased. He had ended up in the Eight Domains, never expecting another two tiers of his body to be here as well.
The Nine Heavens and Ten Lands were vast, yet six tiers of his body had wound up in the same place. If that wasn't luck, what was?
"Aren't you afraid those tiers will absorb you instead?" Meng Chuan asked.
"Of course I am. When the three great Dharma Artifacts descended to the Lower Realm, I didn't dare make a sound. I hid in Stone Village the whole time," Little Pagoda replied.
"Let me make one thing clear, though. I wasn't