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Houtu abruptly stopped her flight toward Chaos, hovering in midair as she looked down at the bear. That big, fat face looked so aggrieved and sincere, with its black-and-white fur, dark eyes, and black eye rings. It looked so ado... no, so shameless!
"Gungun, what are you using... to wipe your nose?" Houtu immediately clenched both hands into fists and questioned the bear.
"Huh? I... I'll wipe it clean for you, Ancestral Witch." As Gungun spoke, the bear rubbed a paw against Houtu's beastskin skirt several times.
"Enough!" The more Gungun wiped, the dirtier it became. Houtu snapped in exasperation, then divine light flashed over her body, restoring her beastskin skirt to its pristine state. Unclenching her fists, she picked the bear up again and asked earnestly, "What you just said... was it all true?"
"Yes, yes! Every word came from the bottom of my heart!" Gungun looked at Houtu and nodded repeatedly.
"Then tell me, why did you go to the Human Race?"
"I... I was a little curious." Gungun lowered that fluffy head, looking like a very obedient, honest bear, and said in an adorably soft voice, "I don't know how the Dao Ancestor attained sainthood. All I know is that he was already a Saint when he gave his first sermon. Now that Lady Nuwa has become a Saint, and the race through which she attained sainthood is the Human Race, I wanted to see whether there was anything special about them. I hoped to glimpse a little of a Saint's Great Dao through them. That way, perhaps I could become a Quasi-Saint sooner and be of greater help to you in the War of the Liches, Ancestral Witch."
"Is that really so?" Hearing the bear's answer, Houtu's expression softened slightly as she