Chapter 992: Stirrings
Thinking about it, Chen Changsheng truly couldn't reconcile this with the Mo Yu who used to laze about the courtyard playing with Lihua.
Now that Jian Shenghua had brought it up, the inconsistencies were rather glaring.
Back then, Mo Yu had cultivated bitterly in Yunshang Mansion, entirely focused on casting off the shackles of demonic qi. Later, with Manyue's help, he managed to sever the root of it. For him to suddenly come into contact with the corpse arm now was quite strange.
Chen Changsheng paid special attention to the matter—partly out of curiosity, and partly because of the Demon Lord's corpse arm.
Jian Shenghua was a sensible man; there was no need to waste words.
He simply needed to find a crowded place, cause a massive scene, and announce his name. It wouldn't take long for word to spread.
Naturally, this meant someone's luck was about to run out.
According to Jian Shenghua, the unlucky cultivator was a wicked rogue who plagued the region, constantly kidnapping female cultivators for filthy schemes.
"The killer is Ghost Sword Flower."