Art Is All About Explosions

After listening to Zhang Yunxi's complaints, Heavenly Venerable Azure Lotus blushed and swiftly jumped off the vessel to investigate what had happened.

"Which bloody idiot bombarded us?"

Everyone looked in the direction where the old Taoist priest was flying, and they noticed a giant lake below them. There was lots of water vapor and mist on the surface of the water mixed with lightning sparks.

An explosion had taken place on the lake, and the impact had blasted their vessel.

A golden-haired boy appeared after hearing the old Taoist priest's yell. He was wearing a robe that only the true disciples of Divine Firmament Sacred Ground would have. He had small eyes and appeared to be a very quiet boy.

The boy's face blushed with embarrassment when he recognized the old Taoist priest. "Good morning, Martial Uncle Azure Lotus."

The old Taoist priest nodded and acknowledged. "What are you doing here? Studying explosions again?"