The ghost with a lotus atop his neck sang and danced in excitement. "Patriarch, I've understood!"
"I understand your painstaking efforts now, too!"
"Only lotuses descending from heaven and opening our minds can let us comprehend the peerless art of [Mechanical Great Emperor's Cerebral Nerves]."
"Patriarch, I need more lotuses."
At that moment, he recalled what the boys and girls had said:
One lotus was equivalent to a hundred years of arduous cultivation.
The other ghosts and Lian Wuji felt their hair stand on end at the sight of this ghost whose head was gone.
Damn it, without your brain, were you even still you?
They panicked and wanted to flee.
But Wang Quan's little mouth kept rattling on without pause.
Bili-bili!
Jibber-jabber!
More lotuses appeared, some descending from heaven, others surging from the earth.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Steel lotuses danced through the air, crashing into everyone.
Everyone frantically dodged.
Only the ghost with a lotus atop his neck chased the lotuses, deluding himself that he could improve rapidly.
Just then, the girl missing a bear suddenly shouted, "Help someone else open their mind, and you'll receive the blessing of one lotus."
The ghost whose head had become a lotus had an idea. With a low roar, he launched himself like a cannonball toward Lian Wuji.
Compared to this ghost, Lian Wuji's Golden Core Realm cultivation was far too low.
He could not dodge at all.
The next instant:
Bang!
The enormous steel lotus smashed into his head.
Lian Wuji's flesh burst apart, exposing his hard skull.
Crack!
The lotus spun and closed like a great mouth, prying open his skull.
In a daze, Lian Wuji felt his own mind open too. In that instant, he seemed to understand many things.
At that moment, his brain felt cooler than ever