"No matter what, there's no Heavenly Chief Star left in this world now, is there?"
Facing the questioning looks of the three beside him, Hou Niao chuckled.
Daoist Zhan curled her lips. She had known this fellow would be fine; there had been no need to worry about him at all. See? Although the outcome had surprised everyone, one fact remained: this scoundrel had come through without so much as a scratch, yet had courteously shown a top expert who had endured decades for the Extraterrestrial Spirit Green the door.
"Did you dig another pit for someone?"
Hou Niao dismissed that. "What are you saying? I was taking pleasure in helping others, all right? If there hadn't been something wrong with him, how could he have ended up like this? I merely helped him follow the tide of the Dao instead of defying Heaven.
"One good deed a day, until three thousand merits are amassed..."
Daoist Zhan teased, "And what about reflecting on one fault a day?"
Hou Niao grinned cheekily. "Reflect on one fault a day, until the palace, too, is filled with three thousand..."
This was a palace, not merit. Daoist Zhan knew what he meant and turned her head away in annoyance.
The two seniors, however, could barely stand watching their flirtatious banter. Li Chuping cupped his hands. "Our business here is finished, and we should be heading back. The mountains are high and the rivers long; we'll meet again."
Daoist An returned the salute. "You must still watch the Wu Sect's movements. Although they suffered no casualties this time and even advanced to the Upper Realm in the process, anyone with discerning eyes knows they actually suffered a hidden loss. Beware of them seeking a chance for revenge, especially you, Young Friend Hou. I fear Tang