Three requests (continued)

After a moment, Si Ming withdrew his hostility. "Fine, although I don't know if you're truly uninvolved, since the Purple-Pupiled Spirit King's invasion plan ultimately failed, in terms of the outcome, you haven't committed any substantial crimes. So... you may escape death, but you can't escape punishment. Take this!"

Completely unprepared for Si Ming's punch, and with Xilai having genuinely let his guard down, he was caught off guard and had to take both punches. His once captivating phoenix eyes were now black, and he instantly lost his alluring and seductive charm.

Si Ming snorted, "Trying to show off in front of me? That's just asking for trouble. I'll just show you what it's like to be a pushover."

Xilai smiled wryly upon hearing this. Would a normal martial artist throw a punch in this situation? Even if the opponent was an enemy, one shouldn't resort to violence to maintain composure, right? This leader's behavior is truly unexpected.

But then he thought again, although he had been beaten, the injuries were just a joke, and no one would take his side if he told others. He could vent his anger without being criticized. He might as well learn this method; it might come in handy in the future.

"What is your third question, Madam?"

Si Jingyu peeled a grape with her slender hand and asked slowly, "What method do you plan to use to seal the Purple-Pupiled Spirit King?"

"Uh, shouldn't the question be 'Do you have a way to seal the Purple-Pupiled Spirit King'?"

Si Jingyu returned a look that seemed to say, "Do you think I'm an idiot?"

Xilai could only say, "There is such a method, but we will not use it unless absolutely necessary, because its value lies more in not using it than in using it."

This made Si Ming think of nuclear weapons, and he asked, "Is it to ensure deterrence?"

"That's right. We're unsure whether this method will succeed, and we're not sure how likely it is either. Neither side dares to try. If the experiment fails, the Monster Race have nothing left to fear. Even if it succeeds, it won't benefit us, because there are two King of Monsters, but only one Tower of Sealing."

Xilai revealed a little information, letting Si Ming and the others know that the sealing method was related to a tower.

"Aren't there four King of Monsters?"

"There are indeed four, but only two are truly threatening. The Sand King in the north controls the desert and has never extended his reach into the Central Plains martial arts world. He has had little contact with us, and for thousands of years, we have kept to ourselves. The Corpse King of the Western Martial World can be considered a benevolent being. Although it's somewhat laughable to describe the Monster Race with the word 'benevolent,' this Corpse King is indeed a breath of fresh air among the Monster Race. She rarely interferes in worldly affairs and has never shown any ambition. Her favorite thing to do is sleep, and each sleep session lasts for years. Because of this, the Anomalies of the Western Martial World have long been in a state of leaderlessness, a disorganized mess, and have never posed a real threat. Sometimes, we people of the Southern Martial World are quite envious of the Western Martial World," Xilai explained.

Si Ming suddenly realized. "I've always found it strange. The Eastern Martial World has the Evil-Slaying Sword Sect, and the Southern Martial World has the Glazed Temple. Both of these are well-established and powerful sects in the martial world. In comparison, the Six Paths Temple is just a ragtag army. Not only are there few people, but it doesn't even have a base. How can such a Rogue Person organization resist the Monster Race? It turns out that the opponent is the King of Peace and Joy."

Xilai said, "That's not entirely true. The Six Paths Temple has quite a few experts. In terms of the number of Grandmaster, it even has more than the combined number of Grandmasters of the Glazed Temple and the Evil-Slaying Sword Sect. However, most of them are elusive and rarely seen, making it extremely difficult to get their help. They also seem to have little interest in maintaining order in the martial arts world."

Remembering what Feng Liancheng and his apprentice had said, Si Ming comforted them, "The Six Paths Temple will change in the future. Let me tell you about the other two King of Monsters."

"You should have had contact with the Purple-Pupiled Spirit King of the Southern Martial World. Although we are on opposing sides, I must still commend him. He is a valiant and ambitious hero, possessing martial prowess, strategic acumen, and courage. From our human perspective, we naturally find his invasion of the Sea Continent to be heinous. However, from the perspective of the Monster Race, we might see him as having the ambition to expand his territory. If his situation were reversed with that of the Corpse King, he would probably have already unified the Western Martial World."

"Are you bragging about the Glazed Temple? Facing such a powerful enemy, the fact that you've managed to resist until now and prevent the fall of the Southern Martial World is itself proof of your strength."

Xilai sighed, "To outsiders, Glazed Temple has many monks and disciples all over the world, and its incense is thriving. It must be a place of great prosperity and flourishing prosperity. But do you know that half of the martial monks of Glazed Temple died violent deaths, and less than 40% of them actually died of old age? In other words, from the moment you become a disciple of Glazed Temple, you have already lost half of your life."

In fact, the Glazed Temple had always been at a disadvantage in its battles with the Purple-Pupiled Spirit King. It wasn't until we created the Tower of Sealing forty years ago that it became somewhat cautious and managed to barely balance the situation. Even so, 30% of the territory in the Southern Martial World was still under the control of the Monster Race. It should be noted that the number of Monster Race was far less than that of the Human Race, less than one percent.

Over the centuries of war, the number of Buddhist School disciples who died under the command of the Purple-Pupiled Spirit King has exceeded ten million. Of the thirty-three abbots, twenty-four died in battle. It can be said that every high monk of the Glazed Temple has a deep fear of him, which is why they disregarded opposition and promoted the plan to shift the blame eastward.

I still remember what my Uncle-Master Fanan said that day. He knew that this plan would cause countless deaths, but even if he was to fall into the deepest hell, be cursed by thousands, and never be reborn, he was willing to take the gamble. This was because only this method would give him a chance to kill the Purple-Pupiled Spirit King and avenge his past masters. All the uncles and senior masters who agreed with the plan at the time also vowed to follow the Purple-Pupiled Spirit King into the Sea Continent and never return home until he killed him.

I say this not to beg for your understanding, but to explain the stance of the Glazed Temple on this matter: even if we are transformed into Asuras, destroy our life's cultivation, and are rebuked for lacking compassion, we will fight the Purple-Pupiled Spirit King to the death!

Si Ming and the others fell silent. The centuries-long struggle and the blood feuds between countless fellow disciples and comrades were a deep-seated hatred that they could not comprehend. Although this could not forgive the "sinister intentions" of Glazed Temple, the plan had not succeeded and the tragedy had not occurred. The two sides had not formed an irreconcilable hatred, so they might as well let the matter rest for now.

Si Ming changed the subject, asking, "Since the Purple-Pupiled Spirit King has the upper hand in his battles with you and doesn't need to flee, why did he shift his focus to the Sea Continent? You say he's a cunning and ruthless leader, so he shouldn't have committed the cardinal sin of Military School enemies everywhere. He hasn't even conquered the Southern Martial World; what spare strength does he have to open up a second front?"

Xilai explained, "The Purple-Pupiled Spirit King wasn't actually that concerned about invading the Sea Continent. Success would be gratifying, but failure wouldn't be a great loss either. So he didn't invest many people in it. I don't think he sent many of his subordinates to infiltrate the Sea Continent to make preparations."

Si Ming recalled the Crimson Shadow King's actions. The plan was not meticulous and contained many variables. The reason it almost succeeded was because he had a near-perfect disguise. No one expected that he had already been replaced by the Monster Race, so no one could guess his purpose.

"Of course, we also put pressure on him in this regard. The Purple-Pupiled Spirit King is worried that we will create a second Tower of Sealing, so he wants to prepare an escape route for himself in advance. Moreover, his position is very awkward. To the west is the Corpse King, to the east is the Beast King, to the north is a sparsely populated desert, and to the south is our Glazed Temple. He is surrounded in the middle, and if he wants to find an escape route, he can only find another way."

Si Jingyu interjected, "If he enters Sea Continent, you will likely close the passage to prevent him from retreating back to the Barbarian Continent. This is a ploy to lure him in."

"... Indeed, that's part of the plan."

Xilai honestly admitted this, then secretly gave Si Ming a thumbs up. Marrying such a smart woman as a wife really takes a lot of courage. Maybe before you even open your mouth, she already knows you want to take a concubine.

Si Ming for a moment, then continued, "What's the situation with the King of Monsters in the Eastern Martial World?"

"The one who dominates the Eastern Martial World is the Beast King Anye, who is violent, bloodthirsty, belligerent, cowardly, and indecisive. If the Purple Pupils Command King is a hero, then he is just a brute. If he didn't have an immortal body, he would probably have been annihilated by the Evil-Slaying Sword Sect long ago. The Beast King's methods are cruel and extreme, and he has no leadership qualities. The people gathered under his command are also Monster Race with similar styles. They act more like bandits and robbers, gathering a crowd to burn, kill, plunder, and commit all kinds of evil. In terms of threat, he is far less than the Purple-Pupiled Spirit King."

Si Ming asked curiously, "What level of immortality do you mean? Does it mean you won't die even if the body is destroyed?"

"Given the Monster Race King's regenerative abilities, ordinary injuries are meaningless to him. Even if all four of his limbs are cut off, they will grow back in the next moment. Only special methods of restraint can stop the regeneration, but even those are not very effective. As for what the Alliance Leader said about 'destroying the body and erasing evidence,' I think the Alliance Leader may have misunderstood. The so-called immortality does not mean that they will not die, but that they can be resurrected. After the King of Monsters's head is cut off, he will also die, but he will be resurrected not long afterward."

"There needs to be a plan for how to revive them, right?"

Si Ming recalled the concepts of immortality he had read in many novels, such as the lich's phylactery and the phoenix's egg. These resurrections could all be destroyed, provided that you could understand the principles behind their resurrection.

"Even now, we don't understand how the other party resurrected. We only know that after being killed, the other party would suddenly appear in some supernatural event, without any discernible pattern. However, one thing is certain: the interval between resurrections is related to the circumstances of the attack. If the head is simply severed, the other party might resurrect in a few days. If the head is completely destroyed, it will take at least a month to resurrect. If the evidence is completely destroyed, it will take several years to resurrect. In any case, it is impossible to completely kill the other party. That's why we were overjoyed when we learned of the existence of the Red Benefactor, considering it a godsend."

Xilai clasped his hands together and bowed to the crowd, saying, "I have come here hoping that Benefactor Hong can lend a helping hand and rid the Southern Martial World and the people of the world of a great scourge."

Hongdou looked troubled. "I..."

Si Ming stopped her, saying, "Hongdou, don't take it to heart. It's just one side of the story and not to be believed."

Xilai asked somewhat anxiously, "How can I convince you all?"

Si Ming, "First of all, no matter what, the Purple-Pupiled Spirit King is Hongdou's maternal grandfather by blood. You want her to sacrifice her own family for the greater good, but have you considered the feelings of the person involved?"

"Back in the Yin River Butterfly Valley, the Alliance Leader should have learned about the Purple-Pupiled Spirit King's attitude. Although Red Benefactor is unwilling to kill him, he may not let her go, simply because it is the only way in the world to kill him. No ambitious and ruthless hero can tolerate an existence that threatens his life," Xilai hurriedly advised.

"That's not necessarily true. Since the Purple-Pupiled Spirit King didn't poison his daughter Illusion Ji, it proves there's still room for maneuver. Who knows, maybe one day he'll be willing to accept Hongdou. In short, this matter depends entirely on Hongdou's own wishes; you're not allowed to force her!"

"... This humble monk understands. This humble monk hereby guarantees that the entire Glazed Temple will not use any means to force Benefactor Hong to do anything she does not wish to do."

Xilai tell that Hongdou was a kind-hearted woman, so Xilai believed that she would eventually be unable to tolerate the Purple-Pupiled Spirit King's tyranny. There was no need to force her too much. Most importantly, she identified more with her identity as a human than as Monster Race, which was the biggest difference between her and her mother, Illusion Ji.

Often, justice and evil have nothing to do with actions, but only with one's stance.