Hou Niao snorted. He had known it would be like this.
For people like them, there was genuine feeling, but it was only part of the picture; there was kindness, too, but it was by no means everything.
With someone like Immortal Maiden Dong, you could not truly regard her as a living bodhisattva just because she had done a good deed, nor could you consider her a scheming villain simply because she was cunning and calculating. People had many sides; what mattered was not looking at only one.
So, during their exertions, he would try a few different angles: front, back, side, then upside down...
Immortal Maiden Dong put on a smile. "My dear Hou, now that you've collected your interest, shouldn't you do something practical for these herders?"
Hou Niao leaned back. He really was a little tired. Brute strength could not overcome professional expertise-that was a fact.
"Haven't you got this wrong? You, Immortal Maiden Dong, are now the grand senior sister of the True Disciples, a figure of some standing in the Southeast. Surely there's no shortage of people currying favor with you? What use could you have for a brute like me, who isn't even a True Disciple?"
The woman turned into a languid kitten, tracing circles on his chest. "I'm a True Disciple, and the senior sister, too, but as far as I'm concerned, our road has already reached its end. Whether it's my own strength or my sect's foundations, I have nowhere left to go.
"All I can do is pin my hopes on obtaining a wisp of extraterrestrial spirit green, which theoretically offers a chance of breaking the Heaven and Earth Shackles. But I know that if there has to be one person who does it, it certainly won't be me.
"If