Tongtian felt like a complete fool at that moment. He had actually listened seriously to this bear spouting bullshit.
I'm supposed to shamelessly beg Teacher, squat in Zixiao Palace and refuse to leave, then even step down to become some eldest disciple? If you're so full of ideas, why don't you step down and let me be Heavenly Emperor?
No, that's not right. I couldn't care less about being Heavenly Emperor. I'm a Saint of the Heavenly Dao! Besides, the Heavenly Emperor's position doesn't align with my Great Dao.
Then, back to the original question. This bear just let out a long-winded fart so foul it was unbearable. What am I supposed to do about Jiejiao's fortune?
With that thought, Tongtian swept his arm out, hauled Gungun off the floor, and began searching the bear's body. "Where is the Twelfth-Grade Pure World White Lotus? Where did you hide it? Hand it over to me at once!"
"Saint, seizing things by force from other gods violates the Heavenly Laws!" Gungun shouted, using both paws to push away the wretched hand rummaging all over the bear's body.
"The Heavenly Laws? Why should I abide by laws Yuanshi laid down? The Heavenly Court has the Dragon-Headed Walking Stick and the Peach Tree to anchor its fortune. That's enough. The Twelfth-Grade Pure World White Lotus would be best used to anchor Jiejiao's fortune. Gungun, give me the white lotus. Don't worry, I won't shortchange you. I'll preach the Dao to you for thirty thousand years and teach you the Way of Severing Heaven!"
"Saint, if you absolutely must have the Twelfth-Grade Pure World White Lotus, that's fine, but I don't need you to preach the Dao to me. How about this? Bring me a Numinous Treasure I want in exchange, and I'll agree. What