The Yin-Yang Two-Qi Vase-Gungun had just told Hou Yi that it was fated to cross paths with the treasure, and that was no idle nonsense. Its divination had confirmed that there was indeed a bond of fate between them, just not one that involved possessing it.
"Brother Gungun, if you truly feel that one of Golden Roc's treasures is fated to be yours, we can speak to the Ancestral Witch once we return to Mount Buzhou. If the Ancestral Witch agrees to send troops against the Dark Sea, we can kill two birds with one stone," Hou Yi said upon hearing Gungun mutter to itself.
Gungun turned to look at him, thought for a moment, then shook its head. "No, the Ancestral Witch won't agree to attack the Northern Dark Sea. This matter... I'll handle it myself."
"Huh?"
"What?"
Hou Yi and Xingtian both froze at Gungun's words.
What was going on? The Primordial World's fattest... no, laziest bear had actually said it would handle this itself, without anyone else's help? Why had it suddenly turned over a new leaf? Had the ringing of the Chaos Bell frightened it so badly that its Primordial Spirit had become muddled?
"Hey, hey, what are those looks supposed to mean? You're acting as though it's strange for me to want to do something, as though I really am a gluttonous, lazy bear!" Noticing the change in Hou Yi's and Xingtian's gazes, Gungun blinked, then grew agitated, rose to its feet, and shouted at them.
"Uh... no, not at all."
"Right, of course not! Brother Gungun... you do work very hard sometimes." Hou Yi and Xingtian hurriedly waved their hands.
"You two... hmph, saying one thing and meaning another!" Gungun had divined that Kunpeng had already joined the Demon Race. Worried that having Great