"Mm..." Xiao Hua pondered briefly, glanced at the boundless darkness and the star path behind him, then instructed, "Bodhi Immortal Friend, Green-robed fellow Daoist, fly to my left and right flanks. We need not go too far forward; we will lie in ambush here. Once I sense old thief Kong's trail, the three of us will strike together. Though that fellow is at fifth-rank upper-stage Yuan Force and has already cultivated to Refining Spirit to Void, we will still make sure he dies without a burial ground!"
"Namo Maitreya Buddha, excellent, excellent!" Bodhi proclaimed the Buddhist invocation, his tone full of compassion, even as he flew above Xiao Hua's left hand and began forming Buddhist seals.
The Nascent Soul controlled by green-robed Xiao Hua covered his mouth and said softly, "When sweeping the ground, do not harm the lives of ants; cherish the moths that circle the gauze-shaded lamp. Hehe, so this is how our Future Buddha Lord behaves!"
"Immortal Friend is mistaken. This poor monk is now Bodhi, not Maitreya Buddha. Once this poor monk attains Buddhahood, we can discuss what it means to spare ants while sweeping and cherish moths at the lamp. All right?" Bodhi replied blandly. Xiao Hua could not help but chuckle upon hearing this. Green-robed Xiao Hua had truly met his match. Bodhi was well versed in Buddhist doctrine and even understood the art of verbal sparring. Though he was not as endlessly talkative as green-robed Xiao Hua, every word he spoke struck straight at the point, leaving others unable to retort.
Green-robed Xiao Hua found this rather dull. He flew resentfully from above Xiao Hua's head to the right, yet still did not forget to glance at Xiao Hua as he muttered in a low voice, "They say Confucian scholars wield lips like