Ten minutes later, Wu Dongfeng took Zhouzhou and Grandpa Xi to a basement before stepping out to prepare the items needed for his ritual. As soon as he left, Grandpa Xi opened his eyes, still dazed from the shocking events earlier. Zhouzhou sprang up from the floor, not even glancing at him, her round eyes curiously exploring the surroundings and exclaiming in amazement.
The basement was filled with various items: wooden fish, chimes, incense burners, fish lanterns—magical tools and artifacts of all kinds, even more comprehensive than those in their own Sanqing Temple.
Excitedly, Zhouzhou opened her small bag and started stuffing everything inside.
"Ruyi, must have it!
Seals, take them!
Seven Star Sword, pack it up!
Not even a single candle holder left for the bad guy!"