"This Daoist's Spirit Zombie Secret Canon hidden within the underground palace... you were the one who took it, weren't you?"
"Back when this Daoist placed that secret canon in the underground palace, I had intended to seek out a successor. Unfortunately, through a twist of fate, you ended up forming a certain enmity with me... Yet this Daoist's word still stands. Hand over Xuanling Fairy's inherited secret treasures, and all past grievances will be wiped clean. This Daoist can still accept you as a disciple!"
Purple-Faced Daoist continued slowly.
At that moment, he could not help but inwardly sigh, What a pity.
In truth, he had admired Wei Tu greatly.
A thousand years ago, when Wei Tu had stolen the Toadwater Yin Corpse from the depths of the underground palace, he had already noticed him. Though he had harbored malicious intentions then, he had also considered taking him as a disciple... But constrained by the "rules of the Human Realm," he had found it difficult to "revive," and the matter had been set aside.
After all, he had been sealed within the Human Realm as one of the human race's foundations and contingencies. He could not possibly jeopardize the greater plan over a junior like Wei Tu.
More than five hundred years ago—before his master, Iron-Headed Ascetic, lost his mind—after he had been "revived" as one of the human race's foundations, he had once again considered seeking out Wei Tu and accepting him as a disciple.
Yet that faint admiration had ultimately been unable to outweigh the greed he felt for the Mahayana inherited secret treasures Wei Tu possessed, after communicating with the upper echelons of the human race and learning Wei Tu's details...
Only then had he exterminated sects such as Great Snow Mountain, Swordfire Palace, and Sacred Buddha