Away in the drifting clouds, a person named Ye, exuding an immortal aura, was complaining.
"What are you meddling with? If there's really a problem that kicks up, wouldn't this Pavilion Master have made a losing deal?"
"Hehe, I'm not stupid; I'm paying attention." The peculiar Foreign Beast laughed playfully: "Truly exhilarating!"
"Indeed..."
The truth-seeker surnamed Ye let out a long sigh of relief, his face full of comfort: "In the vast affairs of the world, all are but cultivation; once one's thoughts are clear, they become nourishment!"
The Foreign Beast, swaying its tail, said, "You've seized the advantage of Lingxiao. But you've also sliced off a part of his Cause and Effect. There's no hindrance to his path ahead, right?"
"Hmph." The truth-seeker surnamed Ye flicked his finger, and a light shot through the void, dispersing the clouds: "Some burdens are mountains to him, but to me, they are but specks of dust!"
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