At that moment.
The Three Teachings Disciples burst into laughter.
Their laughter was laced with mockery and derision.
Utterly contemptuous.
This was the only means of retaliation they had left against the Interception Sect.
Beyond that, they could do nothing.
But just then.
Hearing the Three Teachings Disciples' words, Jinguang Xian froze, then asked in bewilderment:
"Why do they dare laugh? Trash who've never even come into contact with a Saint dare mock our Senior Brother, who already possesses a Saint's strength? Have... have their brains gone rotten?"
Snake Monster said quietly:
"Cut them some slack. Their brains don't work properly, after all. Come to think of it... this is actually our fault."
As he spoke, he sighed ruefully, looking rather embarrassed.
"We must have hit them too hard earlier and damaged their brains."
Then he pointed at Guangchengzi and Daoist Yu Ding, who were laughing uproariously, and said:
"Look at those two laughing the hardest. Clearly, we've beaten craters into their heads."
The Interception Sect disciples suddenly understood.
Then they looked at the Three Teachings Disciples with the tender concern one might show the mentally impaired.
That only made them even angrier.
They hurled one taunt after another.
Then Tiger Monster sighed:
"True. This is all our fault. We didn't think things through."
Everyone looked at him in confusion.
Tiger Monster explained:
"From the looks of them, they must have been the only sons for generations, and now they're the only ones left. Yet we still beat them like that."
He sighed.
"These motherless orphans are so pitiful. Their lives were miserable enough already, and now their heads have craters in them too."
Pfft!
This time.
With Tiger Monster's words, it was the Interception Sect disciples' turn to laugh.
They outright spluttered with laughter.
Their laughter was especially boisterous.