Bian Zhuang turned his head aside to busy himself, taking out his treasured tea hidden deep in the chest and brewed it respectfully.
The Green Ox almost rolled its eyes out of the universe.
"Senior, please don't mind," Bian Zhuang said with a cheerful smile, "the regulations of the Heavenly Court are like this; we who perform tasks can only follow the procedures... May I ask where you come from in your cultivation?"
The Supreme Elder Lord smiled and said, "I used to be above the Nine Heavens, but now I have no particular abode."
"So what specific duty do you perform in the Heavenly Court?"
"A leisurely task," the Supreme Elder Lord said warmly, "mostly alchemy and treasure crafting... They are coming; this poor Daoist must go first. General, this tea is nice."
Dozens of beams of streaming light shot towards from the direction of Tong Ming Palace.
