"Still so stubborn!" Du Shanjun looked at Xiao Hua's somewhat roguish yet somewhat spirited appearance, finding it both irritating and amusing. With a flick of his hand, he tossed both the Ink Cloud Pupil and the Cosmic Bag into Xiao Hua's arms. "If this old man wished to do something heinous and immoral, would I need your help? Across the entire Three Great Continents, those who could stop this old man... could be counted on one hand!"
"Hehe, so long as it is not something that harms Heaven and reason, this junior can assist you in all things, Senior!" Xiao Hua said with a grin. He accepted the items and sent them wholesale into his space. Even if Du Shanjun wanted them back now, he feared that would no longer be possible.
"We can discuss the matter in which I need your help later," Du Shanjun sighed. "Your cultivation is still insufficient. Telling you now would only disrupt your cultivation."
"A matter for Senior... This junior truly is curious!" Xiao Hua was genuinely puzzled. His realm had already reached Divided Spirit, which was considered quite decent among Daoist sect cultivators on the Cangxian Continent, yet in Du Shanjun's eyes, he was still inadequate. He truly could not imagine what Du Shanjun needed his help with.
"Back then... there was also a Daoist sect cultivator like you, who thanked this old man in the same way. He knew far better than you how to conduct himself. He nagged and pestered, even kowtowing to this old man, but in the end..." Du Shanjun looked at Xiao Hua and sighed. "This old man still ended up empty-handed..."
Xiao Hua's heart stirred, and he seemed to understand something. Yet he did not dare spell it out. Smiling, he said, "This junior is simply someone