Paying Respects to the Patriarch

“Master, when will the Four Swords of Zhuxian emerge? This is killing me!” the first disciple, Yun Fei, asked.

“Master, wasn’t there a Thirty-Three Heavens Palace meant for your disciple? Isn’t it time yet?” the second disciple, Mu Can, said.

“Master, these wandering ghosts really are too disobedient. When will that Eighteen-Layer Hell Pagoda be delivered?” the third disciple, Ye Ming, asked.

“Master, as for a magic treasure, just give your disciple something like the Chaos Bell or the Taiji Diagram. Still, the corpses of the Three Thousand Gods and Demons are more important!” Zeng Chen said with a chuckle.

Looking at the four disciples before him, An Yi helplessly thought: I can only blame myself for boasting too much back then. Sigh! I’d better hurry up and farm for money so I can redeem all these things!