Wei Zixi continued, "Seventeen. Before Xi Yue, there were already seventeen saints. But no saint has ever lived to be as old as a god. In other words, no saint has ever lived past ten thousand years old."
"And the fate of these saints is all for the God's Realm. For every riot in the God's Realm, they spent all their efforts and eventually died of exhaustion."
Seventeen saints?! None of them had a good ending?!
Xuan Mu was stunned by the data.
"Shangguan Qingyun said that it was because the saint was kind-hearted and selfless, and had the greatest sentiment in the world. Do you believe such nonsense? Do you think Xiyue would foolishly sacrifice her life for an insignificant stranger?"
Xuan Mu almost blurted out: "Xi Yue would never do that."
“Yes, she won’t.” A touch of tenderness flashed across Wei Zixi’s eyes, and then slowly turned cold. “But once she becomes a saint, she will no longer have any choice. Do you think that all the saints have the fearless spirit of self-sacrifice? Are they really willing to sacrifice their lives for those stupid and selfish residents of the divine realm who have nothing to do with them?”
Xuan Mu's breathing gradually became heavier, and his voice was hoarse and broken. "But they all died in the end."
Then, he heard Wei Zixi's cold voice, "That's because, at the moment the Saints return to their positions, the Heavenly Dao will extract some of their emotions and desires, making their minds assimilated to the Heavenly Dao and becoming slaves of the Heavenly Dao. From then on, they have no self, no emotions, and everything they do is just what the Heavenly Dao of the Divine Realm tells them to do."
Xuan Mu's face turned ashen and he fell to the ground at once. He felt his hands and feet go cold and his head was buzzing.
Wei Zixi looked at him, smiling.
"In this case, do you still want to take the risk and keep the Water Spirit Pearl?"
"Xuan Mu, don't forget, you are a demon, not a human. You have never had a kind heart, you just do what you want."
"Think about it. Which is more important to you, saving the host of the Water Spirit Pearl or Xi Yue's life?"
"I believe you will make the best choice!"
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The Great Elder returned to his Council of Elders in a daze.
The entire Elders' Council was bustling before today, with more than a dozen elders at the peak of the Divine Lord level.
But overnight, these people were gone, all gone.
Did he do something wrong? Was it wrong for him to help Ji Chengfeng
As soon as he opened the door of his room, the Great Elder's face suddenly changed.
Elder Huangfu's smiling voice came to my ears, "What's wrong? Great Elder, you don't seem happy to see the master return safely, but you seem a little scared. What's going on?"
In his room, Ji Chengfeng was lying on the bed.
His body was covered in blood and flesh, and water was dripping onto the bed.
Elder Huangfu stood beside him and threw the one hundred gods tied together with immortal ropes in front of Ji Chengfeng like garbage.
When they were in the Palace of the Divine Emperor, these gods were still unconscious.
They were all awake at this time, but they couldn't speak at all.
When they saw the Great Elder coming in, they could only look at him with either angry or pleading eyes.
Three of the gods had been dragged in front of Ji Chengfeng.
Elder Huangfu smiled flatteringly and said, "Master, please enjoy!"
Then, the Great Elder watched Ji Chengfeng put his hand on the forehead of one of the God Lords. (To be continued)