"Wait! Wait! Wait! Wait!"
The eight direct disciples of the Exposition Sect, who had been about to come over and join the commotion, saw Zhunti and Liu Mang hit the ground. They all slammed to a halt at once.
"Eldest Senior Brother, why don't you go take a look first?"
Taiyi swallowed. He had just seen the Red Embroidered Ball turn halfway around, as though someone had looked back to stare at them.
Only then had it torn through space and vanished.
From beginning to end, Nu Wa had not even shown her face.
Go over there? Like hell I will.
Guang Chengzi was proud, not stupid.
If they wanted to trick him into getting killed so they could take his place as Eldest Senior Brother, they could just say so.
A Saint and a Grand Unity Golden Immortal had both been knocked flat. If he went over, would he make it out alive?
Guang Chengzi shook his head faster than a rattle drum.
"If you want to go, you go! I'm not going. I've got work to do."
With that, Guang Chengzi turned and left without a moment's hesitation.
At the foot of Shouyang Mountain
Daoist Zhunti clutched the left side of his forehead, while Liu Mang held the right side of his. A piercing pain struck, and both their faces twitched uncontrollably.
Before them, Xuan Du was taking on a disciple.
Zhen Yuanzi was attending the ceremony in his capacity as guardian of reincarnation.
Of course, he was also there as Hong Yun's old friend, though only Liu Mang, Xuan Du, and Zhen Yuanzi knew that.
"Since he was born amid auspicious clouds, I shall name him 'Yun Zhongzi.' Do you two agree?" Zhen Yuanzi asked Ni and Ze.
Zhen Yuanzi's gift of divine markings had already filled