After a long while, Jiang Zuo arrived at the Holy Beast Lake. There was no one around, but by the shore, a tortoise was scrubbing its shell.
This was, of course, Xuanwu, the Fifth Brother. It glanced at Jiang Zuo before returning to scrubbing its shell, thoroughly enjoying itself.
This was because it was no longer using its own snake mouth to scrub, but a golden arm—an arm of energy extending from its tortoise shell.
It had just achieved a rudimentary grasp of the Mijie Sacred Image.
Jiang Zuo walked over. He looked at the arm but said nothing.
Then, he looked beside Xuanwu. There was a bucket there, but Shi Qi and Shiba were not inside.
Just then, Xuanwu said, "Old Qi said to just leave the bucket here. As for the fish, you'll have to get them yourself. They're deep at the bottom of the lake."
"But Old Qi also said I could help you, as long as you help me scrub my shell."
