Yu Changqing, the most indignant of the group, was the first to speak up.
"I am willing to sever a lifetime of my blessings to make amends!"
Fu Lizi sighed to himself. Junior Brother Yu, who was normally mature and steady, was being excessively rash today. It seemed his Dao Foundation had truly been damaged.
The burning of his Jia Wood had made his True Qi agitated, affecting Yu Changqing's very temperament.
"Good!"
Jiang Yi had cast his line for a willing fish to bite, and this one was more than enough. He readily agreed.
He cupped his hands in a salute to True Monarch Guangzhao Jinghai, who was observing from the sidelines.
"I ask the True Monarch to oversee the test."
True Monarch Guangzhao Jinghai sat high upon a cloud, a faint smile on his lips. His hand formed a seal as if plucking a flower, and one by one, lotus blossoms bloomed outward, transforming into a small, limpid sub-realm.
"Daoist, please enter."
