Big Freedom Bodhisattva awakened and did not pursue Meng Xiao to kill him—a mere Little Azure Dragon was of no serious consequence.
He descended to the Lower Realm, naturally not to slay an Azure Dragon.
If necessary, he could spare even an ant. He rose, pressed his palms together in a strange gesture, bowing as if a shrimp had folded in half, the upper body bowing to the lower.
When he stood up again, his eyes were filled with calm. Big Freedom Bodhisattva accepting his own bow was enough to settle the causality from borrowing the flesh body.
After Big Freedom Bodhisattva finished his bow, he pointed to his forehead and spoke the words Monk Kuran had not yet uttered, "Ji Feixue..."
It was clear in his eyes. The Dragon clan's Little White Dragon? It was said she had exceptional talents; no wonder the marriage certificate would end up in that woman's hands.
Such talents naturally attracted spiritual treasures.