Dongfang Qionghao's word of thanks was indeed something Xiao Hua could bear! For the conflict between Immortals and Buddhas in Changsheng Town had now become secondary. What truly mattered was the struggle between the military strategists and the Four Great Families. Faced with infighting among Confucian cultivators, the Great Sacred Hall and Thunder Sound Temple could only look on. Had Xiao Hua not been here today, using the strength of the Creation Sect and his own cultivation to pressure the Immortal Emperor Gouchen, then given the Immortal Emperor Gouchen's temperament, he might not have let slip this excellent chance to wipe out the Four Great Families! Fortunately, Xiao Hua's kindness and the rise of the Creation Sect had created a third party whom both the Immortal Emperor Gouchen and the Four Great Families feared, making it possible for them to join hands against the monstrous insects!
Seeing that the monks of Jiangchao Temple had emerged, their faces still bearing lingering fear as they cleaned up the aftermath around them, Xiao Hua smiled again and looked at Guanyin Bodhisattva. Her compassionate eyes overlooked Changsheng Town and even the entirety of Yu Province. Xiao Hua said, "Several hundred years are but a dream. That parting then is like this return now! Whoever planted the cause shall reap the fruit. Only the Heavenly Dao knows what is right and wrong. Namo Maitreya Buddha..."
"Heehee, Xiao Lang, what are you talking about?" Princess Xinxin laughed beside him. "I have never seen you so imposing. Even His Majesty... was eclipsed by your radiance!"
"All splendor is merely a rosy cloud before your hair, and all majesty cannot compare to the tenderness in your eyes!" Xiao Hua said affectionately. "When the Nine Provinces Formation is complete, your husband will paint your brows!"
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