Jieyin shook his head. "Junior Brother, that doppelgänger and I are independent of each other. He is me, and I am him. Unless he returns to exchange memories, I cannot control him. Besides, he has now become a Great Dao Saint, making it even harder for me to control him."
"So, Senior Brother, you don't know how far this game will develop either?" Zhunti confirmed one point.
"That's right." Jieyin nodded.
Naturally, the seven Saints each had their own thoughts as they continued watching the game.
"Red Boy, Holy Mother, this is Minghe. I've already seized his Karmic Fire Red Lotus. He should be able to lend us a hand."
When Red Boy and Holy Mother Jinling arrived at the Netherworld Blood Sea, the King of Wuji was already waiting there with Patriarch Minghe in custody. In passing, he had even seized Patriarch Minghe's magic treasure, the Karmic Fire Red Lotus.
"Your Majesty, well done! With this treasure, my Chan Sect finally has something that can at least anchor its fortune!"
"And you, Minghe. Stay here and keep watch for us. Once we've finished discussing our business, we'll come find you."
Red Boy's and Holy Mother Jinling's eyes lit up at the sight of the Karmic Fire Red Lotus. Then Red Boy ordered Patriarch Minghe to guard the entrance as though he were some lowly lackey.
"Yes, esteemed Saints."
Though Patriarch Minghe was still Patriarch Minghe, under the oppressive might of three foreign Saints, he could only swallow his grievances, admit defeat, and guard their entrance diligently.
"Damn it! Damn it!"
In the Journey to the West World, Patriarch Minghe could not help clenching his fists when he saw himself being bullied yet again!
Was his damned Sea of Blood destined to become the six paths of reincarnation?
Aaargh!
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