Old Trash and Little Trash

"Where is Divine Lord Zhenyuan?"

The sun was high in the sky by the time the Golden Crow Great Emperor finally showed up.

He glanced at Sha Li, who was lying in the water breathing fire, then at Zhang Xuezhou, who was studying Sha Li.

Here beside the lake of blue waves, the only one missing was his good friend Divine Lord Zhenyuan.

The Golden Crow Great Emperor gazed into the distance, but he could see no trace of Divine Lord Zhenyuan at the Wondrous Dharma Palace.

So he asked Zhang Xuezhou about him.

"Divine Lord said he suddenly remembered he hadn't watered his trees, so he had to go back and water them first," Zhang Xuezhou replied.

Even the venerable one had said that the people in this secret land had something wrong with their heads, so Zhang Xuezhou was being very well-behaved, trying not to cause trouble.

He did think that every great cultivator in this secret land was highly powerful, but each one of them had peculiarities in their behavior.

For example, Divine Lord Zhenyuan had just had a sudden realization and mentioned that he needed to go home and water his fruit trees. Zhang Xuezhou felt that his manner when he said it had been extremely exaggerated, as if he were avoiding trouble.

"Watering, huh? That really is rather important for him!"

The Golden Crow Great Emperor rubbed his head with a wing, then agreed with the explanation.

His bird head turned this way and that, and his face looked a little embarrassed.

He had previously boasted at great length about how incredibly advanced cultivation studies were in the Kunlun Sacred Land, but after meeting the Sovereign, he had learned an answer he found hard to believe.

The Heavenly Court's cultivation studies had once been an