Master Li Guo readily agreed, saying, "Empress, just bring that old monster's ashes here. That Old Fart violated his master's teachings and is utterly evil. I wish I could mix a clump of feces into his ashes, then press it under an ancient pagoda for a hundred years with a seal on it, so he could never stand up again in eternity."
Cai Wei, holding back her laughter, took out the jar containing Tianjizi's skull ashes and handed it to Li Chongzong.
"In that case, I'm much obliged!"
Li Chongzong shook the jar, then called over a Taoist boy and said, "Go, throw this jar into the toilet bowl. Let it soak for seven days and seven nights before processing."
Cai Wei twitched at the corner of her mouth. This old trickster, even if he cultivates in such a solemn place every day, could not erase his mischievous nature. He truly was a born jokester.
