Do Whatever Feels Comfortable

The moment they heard Nezha say that, Tiger Monster and Snake Monster could no longer sit still. They immediately began calling Golden Hoop Immortal "Senior Brother" in sugary voices.

Their calls made goosebumps rise all over Golden Hoop Immortal's arms.

"Stop, stop, stop!"

"Whatever treasures you want, you can pick them out yourselves, all right?"

Anything but calling him that! It wasn't as though they were sweet, delicate girls!

As he spoke, Golden Hoop Immortal took out his pouch and let Tiger Monster and Snake Monster choose their own treasures.

The two of them could only drool over the pouch.

But the longer they looked, the more they felt something was missing.

After quite a while, Snake Monster finally raised his head.

"Senior Brother, you took all the treasures, so why didn't you take the shelves they were sitting on?"

Golden Hoop Immortal froze.

What was the point of taking the shelves?

No matter how poor he was, surely he hadn't sunk that low?

But Snake Monster slapped his thigh.

"Senior Brother, you weren't thinking!"

"Those shelves were certainly no ordinary objects. Just think how extravagantly wealthy the Chan Sect usually is!"

Only then did Golden Hoop Immortal realize what he had missed, and regret immediately washed over him.

What a miscalculation!

If only he had known to take the shelves too!

Tiger Monster soon chimed in.

"Why don't I see any doors in here?"

"My cultivation grounds are missing a proper gate..."

The way Golden Hoop Immortal looked at Tiger Monster and Snake Monster changed.

He had thought he was already the sort to pluck a feather from every goose that flew past.

Who could have imagined these two would outdo him so thoroughly?

They weren't even willing to leave the doors behind!

Golden Hoop Immortal could only spread his hands regretfully.

"We missed our chance this time."

"The doors have already been burned."

A flicker of bewilderment crossed Tiger Monster's and Snake Monster's eyes, only to give way to profound heartache.

"Such fine doors were just burned like that?"

Golden Hoop Immortal pointed at Nezha beside him.

"That's right. He burned them!"

Nezha kept his little face stern.

"That's right. I burned them."

Tiger Monster and Snake Monster now looked utterly heartbroken.

They looked at Golden Hoop Immortal and Nezha as though they were a pair of wastrels squandering the family fortune.

After a long while, Tiger Monster and Snake Monster finally spoke with pointed significance.

"Senior Brother, next time you go out plundering houses, remember to bring me along!"

"Bring me too!"

Golden Hoop Immortal thought about his old line of work.

Digging up other people's ancestral graves did seem to call for a couple of helpers like these, so he immediately nodded.

The Eastern Sea.

Golden Hoop Immortal and his three companions asked around along the way and finally learned where Duobao was.

When he heard that the four of them had emptied the Chan Sect's Treasure Vault, Duobao could barely conceal the astonishment in his eyes.

"You actually plundered the Chan Sect's Treasure Vault?"

Golden Hoop Immortal cleared his throat.

"Second Senior Brother, what do you mean, plundered?"

"We paid them a visit, then took a tiny bit of stuff away. That's all."

Duobao's face instantly darkened with exasperation.

If they really had only taken a tiny bit, that would have been one thing.

But the point was, they had carried off everything in the entire Treasure Vault, hadn't they?

What if those people from the Chan Sect found out?

Duobao couldn't help shaking his head.

They would probably faint from sheer rage!

But soon, Duobao turned his gaze toward Nezha, who stood to one side.

"And what's the story with him?"

Robbing their Treasure Vault was one thing, but they had even brought back one of their third-generation disciples?

Golden Hoop Immortal chuckled.

"I thought this little junior brother was pretty good, so I lured him over."

"Besides, having him stay under Taiyi Zhenren was really a waste of his talent."

"He'd be much better off becoming our junior brother!"

Golden Hoop Immortal had barely finished speaking.

Tiger Monster and Snake Monster were already nodding eagerly beside him.

"Exactly, exactly!"

"I think it's a great idea too!"

Duobao truly thought Golden Hoop Immortal and the others had gone mad.

One of them going mad would have been bad enough.

But three of them had gone mad together!

They had brought over someone else's direct disciple. Had his master agreed?

Had the disciple himself agreed?

Duobao took a deep breath.

Then he looked at Nezha and softened his voice as much as he could.

"Did you come willingly, or did they force you?"

If he had been forced here...

Then Duobao would certainly have to step in and send him back.

To his surprise, Nezha immediately shook his head.

"I came willingly."

With even Nezha saying that, Duobao could only stare steadily at Golden Hoop Immortal and the others.

They really were something!

Not only had they made off with the treasures, they had even made off with a person!

And he had come willingly, at that.

Who didn't know that the Chan Sect's brainwashing was first-rate?

Yet Golden Hoop Immortal and the others had actually managed to succeed!

In truth, Golden Hoop Immortal had no intention of taking the blame for this.

"I didn't talk this little junior brother into coming. He came for Senior Brother."

Golden Hoop Immortal then briefly explained how Nezha had received a fortuitous opportunity from Lu Feng.

Only then did Duobao understand. So he had come for Senior Brother!

"Since you came for Senior Brother, I won't say anything more."

"But there are some things I can't guarantee."

"Whether our master will accept another junior brother isn't for us to decide."

Duobao had barely finished speaking when Nezha replied.

"Then I can become your martial nephew."

"I'll take Senior Brother Lu Feng as my master!"

Duobao truly hadn't expected a little brat like Nezha to have such ideas.

But since Nezha had put it that way, he couldn't very well say anything more.

In truth, watching how these fellow disciples interacted filled Nezha with envy.

At the same time, he felt especially fortunate.

If he hadn't received that fortuitous opportunity, he might still have been a puppet on strings in the Chan Sect.

Seeing Nezha standing blankly to one side, Golden Hoop Immortal couldn't resist ruffling his hair.

"What are you standing around for?"

"Just call him Second Senior Brother!"

"Don't tell me you really want to be a generation below us?"

At Golden Hoop Immortal's words, Nezha's eyes immediately lit up, and he respectfully bowed to Duobao.

"Nezha greets Second Senior Brother."

Duobao merely waved a casual hand.

"We fellow disciples don't stand on so much ceremony."

"From now on, just do whatever feels comfortable."

Nezha murmured softly.

"Do whatever feels comfortable..."

Only at that moment did he truly realize that he had come to the right place!

No one in the Chan Sect had ever said anything like that to him.

Now that he was here with Duobao and the others, Nezha finally understood that fellow disciples could get along in an entirely different way.

They didn't actually need to scheme against one another or treat each other with false courtesy.

Nezha nodded earnestly.

His gaze toward Duobao and the others also took on a measure of respect.

In a sect like this, Nezha felt he might be happier than he had been in the Chan Sect.

And that was indeed the case.

The Interception Sect didn't have so many rules. Fellow disciples could say whatever came to mind.

There was no need to dwell on etiquette or wonder whether something could be said.

Or how to phrase it differently.