When Ao Tu saw Nezha, he immediately turned his head away, pretending they were not acquainted.
Instead, Nezha flew over curiously when he saw him. Standing in midair, he asked, "Don't you recognize me?"
Ao Tu said, "I do. You are the Third Lotus Prince."
Nezha said, "You little immortal from the lower realm, how rude! Since you recognize me, why don't you pay your respects?"
Ao Tu said, "I am new to the Heavenly Realm and do not know its rules. I wouldn't dare presume upon an acquaintance."
Hearing this, Nezha flew a circle around Ao Tu, stroking his chin as he said:
"No matter how I look at you, Daoist, you don't seem like someone who wouldn't dare."
Ao Tu did not want to get entangled with Nezha, so he said:
"Third Lotus Prince, I see all the gods are in the hall, but you haven't gone in. Do you have official duties to attend to?"
Nezha said, "I am gravely wounded, so I need not attend court."
Ao Tu's heart jolted, and he hurriedly asked, "Gravely wounded?"
At this, Nezha suddenly looked over, staring closely at Ao Tu.
Ao Tu hastily composed himself and said, "Third Lotus Prince, what is it?"
Nezha said, "Your reaction just now was a little like someone I know."
In Nezha's eyes, the fleeting look of urgency on this Perfected One Taixi's face upon hearing that he was injured had been exactly like that damned Demon Dragon's.
In fact, Ao Tu had indeed carelessly let a flaw slip through just now.
This body of Ao Tu's was not an avatar; it was his own body, transformed with the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts. Upon hearing that Nezha was gravely wounded, Ao Tu had been so surprised that he had accidentally shown a little of