Yan Qianlie was furious, but he truly could not resist.
However the Heavenly Dao wrote it, that was how he acted. Whatever position it wanted him beaten in, that was the position he took.
What made it even more infuriating was that the crap this damned Heavenly Dao wrote actually had its own logical continuity. There was even a reason the dragon bones could move.
Just as the dragon bones were beating him senseless, an aged voice finally came from within them. "You took my dragon bones without permission. Did you truly think the Southern Frontier had no one to stand against you?"
Yan Qianlie sat cross-legged helplessly, listening to himself say, "Since the Gu God has graced us with his presence, why not show yourself for a chat?"
The Gu God was quite surprised. "Demon Lord, since you knew I was behind this, why did you willingly take the beating? You should have been able to dodge it."
Yan Qianlie spoke with righteous conviction. "Although you hadn't collected these dragon bones either, and they were buried underground, so they should have belonged to whoever got there first... on reflection, you were here first, after all. Taking them secretly did put me somewhat in the wrong, so I let you enjoy yourself a little. Have you cooled down now? Let's talk."
The Gu God: "?"
Since when had Yan Qianlie been so reasonable?
Live long enough, and you really did see everything.
Still, from the looks of things, he really did not want a conflict? A man's reputation was like a tree's shadow. The Gu God was actually afraid of Yan Qianlie too, so a peaceful resolution would naturally be welcome.
And so, hesitantly, he went to meet Yan Qianlie.
When they met, he saw a little flame squatting in