Gu Ran: Fellow Daoist, Please Stay...
Yuanshi: Stay away from this wastrel. The Chan Sect may yet flourish!
Jiang Ziya: Don't come near me! Who wants a Wolong and Fengchu like you?
Guangchengzi: What gives you the right to call me a traitor?
Zhao Gongming: I can see that this kid has the bearing of a Great Emperor!
The Three Xiao Sisters: Holy crap! So cute, I want to...
Tongtian: My dear disciple, there's nothing left for me to teach you [to ruin]. Get down the mountain, now!
Gu Ran: Master, I think I could stay for... a billion more years.
Tongtian: Get lost! Don't come back until you've repaired my Immortal Slaying Sword!
Gu Ran, Primordial World's Magical Treasure Inspector, holds an Immortal Slaying Sword missing one piece in one hand and a stolen toilet in the other:
Keep calm, don't panic. Let me think of the secret identity of Hong Yun, that copycat patriarch... That's it, you're Yun Zhongzi!
It wasn't until he was appointed Grand Preceptor of Yin Shang that he realized something terrifying: Damn! Doesn't that make me Shen Gongbao?
Gu Ran bristles: Shocking! I, Shen Gongbao, will never block the sea's eye!
The human race draws its swords: Stop slandering him! He's a peerless statesman!
The various immortal sects, battered to the point of death: Don't get ahead of yourself. The temple at Beihai is too small to house a Buddha like you!
