Behind Wei Zixi, Chang Ling, Ye Xiao and the others were staring at Xuan Mu closely.
Chang Ling's eyes were full of worry.
The Night Owl, however, was full of gloating and murderous intent.
This Xuan Mu deceived the Demon Lord and thought he could get away with it.
Don’t you know that all his whereabouts are under the control of the Demon Lord
There is simply no way to escape.
Wei Zixi picked up the teacup, took a sip slowly, and then asked casually: "Xuan Mu, do you have anything to say?"
Xuan Mu lowered his head.
After a long while, he said in a hoarse voice, "My Lord, Xuan Mu is incompetent and cannot find the Water Spirit Pearl. Please punish me, Demon Lord."
Before he could finish his words, a powerful energy rushed towards him.
Xuan Mu flew into the air, spun several times, landed heavily on the ground, and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
Wei Zixi's movements did not change, his expression remained calm, and he even smiled.
"You are incompetent? I think you are very capable. Not only did you find the whereabouts of the Water Spirit Pearl but you dared not report it, you even had the ability to conceal the blood contract and hide for such a long time. Xuan Mu—"
Wei Zixi stood up and walked towards Xuan Mu step by step.
The teacup in his hand slowly tilted over, and the tea fell on Xuan Mu's face, washing away the blood at the corner of his mouth.
"Have you completely disregarded me as your master?"
Xuan Mu struggled to get up and kneel down, saying in a trembling voice: "Master, Xuan Mu owes you more than just his life, and I will never forget it in this life. But, the Water Spirit Pearl really cannot be taken or destroyed, otherwise Xi Yue..."
“Do you think you’re doing this for Xiyue’s own good?” Wei Zixi sneered indifferently, “Do you really think that if you hide that half of the Water Spirit Pearl forever and don’t let the Wood Origin be unsealed, you won’t let Xiyue repeat the mistakes of those saints back then?”
Xuan Mu trembled and said nothing.
Wei Zixi lowered his head and looked at him for a moment, then suddenly waved his hand and said, "All of you get out first."
Chang Ling and Ye Xiao wanted to say something but stopped talking when they saw Wei Zixi's expression. However, no one dared to say anything more.
After everyone left, only Wei Zixi and Xuan Mu were left in the hall.
Wei Zixi sat back in his original seat, looked down at Xuan Mu and said, "I let Ji Mingyu see what happened that day, and now I want you to see it with your own eyes."
As soon as he finished speaking, a picture of flowing light and shadows slowly appeared in front of Xuan Mu.
This is done by directly recording the scenes in the Flowing Light and Tracing Shadows using the Shadow Summoning Stone.
Xuan Mu looked at the scenes in front of him, watching girls with faces similar to Xi Yue lying in a pool of blood, not breathing.
His body began to tremble uncontrollably.
When the image disappeared, Xuan Mu's eyes had turned red.
He suddenly closed his eyes, his chest heaving violently, as if he was suppressing the fear and murderous intent in his chest.
After a long time, he slowly opened his eyes.
He said in a hoarse voice: "Mr. Kejun said, Xiyue, he is different. He is different from other saints."
Wei Zixi said dimly: "You are wrong. As long as Xi Yue becomes a true saint, he will become like those poor creatures he once was, losing the right to choose and being at the mercy of others."
Xuan Mu's pupils shrank slightly as he looked at him.
Wei Zixi smiled grimly, "Do you know how many saints there have been since the Divine Realm came into being and the Divine Emperor Palace has ancient records of them?"
Xuan Mu certainly didn't know.
No one in the entire divine realm knew this secret except the high priest and the Divine Emperor.
Even Ji Mingyu and the Holy Guardian Yun Tianyi never knew about it. (To be continued)