My name is Liu Ce, and I'm the master of the Guixu Pavilion.
Here's my lineup of spirit beasts:
· Silvermoon Wolf: the Moon God's reincarnation, but too lazy to move
· Glazed Dragon: the crown prince of the Four Seas, but loves looking in the mirror
· Wukong Monkey: the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, but calls me boss
· A Fu Skeleton: Death himself, but loves making flower crowns
· Xiao Rong: ???, can only call me "big brother"
My daily routine: Silvermoon wraps its tail around my ankles, Glazed Dragon asks me to polish its scales, Wukong picks peaches for me (then eats them himself), A Fu stands guard outside my door at night, and Xiao Rong perches on my head like a hat.
Then one day, the Moon God Cult, the Dragon Palace, the Celestial Realm, and the Underworld all showed up at my door.
They said they were taking them away.
Before I could say a word, Xiao Rong poked its head out from atop mine:
"Don't bully my big brother!"
And then those four "good-for-nothings" just...
I don't want to talk about what happened next.
Anyway, now they're all regulars at the Guixu Pavilion, showing up to mooch food.
It's so eerie, so bland. There aren't any strong emotions, no thrills, no sadness, just incredibly bland. And frankly, I didn't feel much warmth either. The part where they chased the cultists away was a bit strange; they said something incredibly awkward, and the cultists ran off in fright. It was eerie, but not terrible, though not particularly captivating either.