Little Xuanji watched Su Mo and the Brush of All Living Beings play off each other and immediately began doubting himself.
Hadn't I said it?
Or had I spoken too quietly?
Or was I remembering wrong?
Confusion crossed Little Xuanji's soft, rosy face, and suddenly he understood... the backlash from Heavenly Secrets was too great. It had made him less clever.
The thought that Calculating Heavenly Secrets affected his intelligence immediately sent Little Xuanji into a bit of a panic.
Su Mo and the Brush of All Living Beings silently exchanged a glance, then looked away.
For some inexplicable reason, they felt even guiltier...
Little Xuanji thought for a moment, then a hint of determination entered his eyes.
"I want to refine pills!"
Little Xuanji raised his little hand and waved it vigorously.
Su Mo froze at his words and asked in confusion, "What kind of pills do you want to refine?"
Little Xuanji pulled a long face, looking rather sad. "I want to refine pills that will keep me from suffering heavenly punishment..."
The Brush of All Living Beings was bewildered from tip to shaft. "Why would a little brat like you be afraid of heavenly punishment?"
"If anyone's going to suffer heavenly punishment, it's this guy. He never does anything decent..." As it spoke, the Brush of All Living Beings turned toward Su Mo. "I think you're the one who really needs to refine those pills."
"Even if they can't spare you heavenly punishment, they should at least save your life after it strikes."
Su Mo shrugged. The Heavenly Dao of the Mortal Realm was right in his hands. Why would he fear heavenly punishment?
Still, it did seem that he needed to refine pills. His Elixir Art might not yet be sufficient for him to refine Reincarnation.