Gungun really wanted to say it was enjoying its food and couldn't be bothered to move, but...
At the thought that Qiru might have come to Mount Buzhou to seek an alliance with the Witch Race, it sighed, then stood up from the ground with the wooden bucket full of Spirit Fruit in its arms and told Hou Yi, "All right."
Then the Witch and the bear walked together to the entrance of Mount Buzhou and welcomed Qiru inside. Once he entered, they sat beneath the same towering tree as before.
"Divine Lord, what brings you here today?" Hou Yi asked Qiru after sitting down.
Qiru glanced at Gungun and replied, "To be frank, Great Shaman, His Majesty of our race has a matter in which he wishes to ask the Ancestral Bear's help."
"Divine Lord Zhiming wants my help? What is it? If it's too difficult, I'm afraid..."
"Brother Gungun!" Hou Yi hastily interrupted Gungun, then said to Qiru, "Please tell us what it is, Divine Lord. If it isn't too much of a hardship, I believe our race's Witch Scribe won't refuse."
Gungun: "..."
Since when could you make decisions for me? Besides, do you think I'd fail to grasp the stakes and refuse them outright? I was going to lower their expectations first, then raise them. Do you understand or not?
"Mm." Qiru nodded, then opened his right hand. A glimmer of divine light flashed, and a Divided Soul appeared before Hou Yi and Gungun. This Divided Soul was anything but ordinary. It possessed tremendous magic power and was brimming with life-soul spirit. This was...
"A Divided Soul of the great god Zhiming!" Gungun exclaimed in surprise after studying and sensing the Divided Soul.
"Your keen eye is truly impressive, Ancestral Bear. Indeed, this is His Majesty's