"Amitabha!" For once, Zhen Kong threw down his demon staff, prostrated himself on the ground, and said, "Master, what you said is indeed true. Great Sun Tathagata World Honored One said the same at Thunder Sound Temple. It was precisely because this disciple committed too much slaughter that I brought this demon tribulation upon myself. That false Zhen Kong was transformed from this disciple's inner demon; killing him was killing my own inner demon. This disciple also swore before the World Honored One that from this day onward, I would never recklessly open the gates of slaughter again!"
"Excellent, excellent! As the secular saying goes, when a prodigal son turns back, not even gold can match the value! Zhen Kong, if you can truly change, then all these years of your master's nagging will not have been for nothing!" Chun Zang was overjoyed to hear this and stepped forward several paces.
"Dammit, Zhen Han..." Zhen Jie snapped. "Didn't you hear me? Hurry and bring Lü Cao out!"
"Yes, yes, Eldest Senior Brother!" Seeing Zhen Jie fly into a rage—a man even Great White Golden Star had not wished to provoke—Zhen Han hurriedly drifted down before the thatched cottage. As he entered, he called, "Master, please do not worry..."
"Amitabha..." Chun Zang stood there smiling, looking at the downcast Zhen Kong in the distance. "Your master believes that this is the real Zhen Kong!"
Lü Cao was dragged out of the thatched cottage by Zhen Han while rubbing her eyes. Somewhat bewildered, she raised her gaze and looked around.
Zhen Jie's face squeezed out a smile that he believed was friendly. "Lü Cao, you once said that you could tell the real Zhen Kong from the false one. To tell the truth, I don't trust that bunch at Thunder Sound Temple.