101 Desolation Corpse Guard

"Mukri," Harun connected to his Karmic Tree and contacted Mukri, who leisurely patrolled the Birusk streets. Swathed by powers of a magnitude he couldn't fathom, Mukri left the Birusk clan—treading the void to appear beside Harun. 

"Master? Mooooray! The auspicious glow between your eyebrows has never shone brighter! Your light eclipses the sun and moon, outshines the starry sky, and brings salvation to the lost and bitchy. How have you been?" Mukri bootlicked. If there was a Mandate of Sycophancy, he'd probably be a Dao Emperor already. 

Approving many of the words, Harun patted Mukri's clever head, then aimed one finger at Birandar. "I have a job for you. Watch over this bitch, make sure he doesn't suffer any cultivation deviation, introduce yourself to him, and protect him across his journey. I need to dispel my avatar to focus on some work," Harun said, and Mukri nodded instantly—then realized he'd just signed up for babysitting duty.