Inner Demons

From the moment Yue Yunzi stepped out of the moon wheel until he asked that question, only a quarter of an hour had passed.

However, it seemed as though he had kept those words hidden in his heart for a long time… and today, he could finally pour them out freely.

Li Yunxin just stared at him, his gaze fierce and gloomy. After a full quarter of an hour of silence, the pupils in his golden eyes suddenly contracted into a thin line. "Do you know what happened to the last person who acted so clever in front of me?"

Yue Yunzi looked at him with a tolerant gaze. "I would like to hear about Lord Tongtian's methods—they must surely be beyond our imagination."

"The last person was a stinking Taoist priest named Qingliangzi," Li Yunxin said slowly, looking at him. "He thought I was a servant, blocked the road, and wanted to kill me. Ah... that fool."

He squinted, bared his teeth, and let out a low, gleeful sigh.

"First, I made him say everything he knew—just like you did today. Then, just as he thought he had figured out my scheme, I killed him—first, I blasted his physical body to smithereens, then I scattered his Spiritual Soul. That fool... he didn't know why until the moment he died—don't you think that was satisfying?"

Yue Yunzi smiled and shook his head, casually tapping the air. A few Albizia flowers that had drifted down from the tree then floated in mid-air, emitting a soft, gentle glow—like beautiful little lanterns.

"That Qingliangzi was a good friend of mine. Alas, what a pity." Yue Yunzi smiled and sighed. "He was a madman, but an interesting one. I used to only know that there was something wrong with the Daoist Orthodoxy and Sword Sect, but I didn't know what it was. But he told me some things that pointed the way for me—it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call him my single-word teacher."