Yang Ji sized up the palm-sized miniature child in his hand, the same creature that used to be an ugly one with a hideous ghoul's face adorning its mushroom cap.
Now having shed its ugly form and bathed in Buddha's light, it seemed so holy.
Yang Ji looked at the "Buddhist Scriptures" above its head and, after a moment of contemplation, said to the crowd, "You all go wait for me outside the secret chamber."
"As you wish, Master." The white-haired elders and others understood, helping each other out as they left.
The young girl in fighter's attire glanced at the child that the Demon Mushroom had transformed into, and then at Yang Ji, and followed suit, exiting as well.
Yang Ji eyed the word "Cunning" above the Demon Mushroom's head and said, "Stop pretending to be a high monk. Now I ask you, where did your Buddhist Scriptures come from?"
