The death of the Demon Weapon Slave severed the only lead.
But age bred cunning. How could the Golden Immortal Path cultivators present lack methods of their own? They had long since taken the opportunity to intercept a trace of the Demon Weapon Host's aura and study it alongside the information obtained from the earlier interrogation.
This exchange meeting came to an end, and the follow-up matters shifted into the shadows.
Ever since Zhou You had escorted Consort Mei once, it was as though he had won her favor. She often specifically named him as her guard—for flower-viewing outings, visits to other palaces, and once, even taking a cat out for a stroll.
The other guards were envious and jealous. They all said that Zhou You had only just been promoted to Thousand Commander, yet Consort Mei already valued him so highly. His future was boundless.
Zhou You felt that he truly did not need this. At this rate, his Imperial Guard Service would be extended again.
In his estimation, the greatest reason Consort Mei enjoyed such favor was not her beauty or intelligence, but her ability to prolong life.
The Sealed Lord valued immortality and eternal youth above all else. Consort Mei had catered to his desires and presented the path of Demon Weapons.
Zhou You was within the game and naturally could not remain outside it. His advantage over the other Golden Immortal Path cultivators was that he himself possessed the identity of a Demon Weapon Host: the Heart Demon Ring.
At the exchange meeting, they had studied Demon Weapon Slaves, like scratching an itch through a boot. Privately studying himself was the true grand finale.
Heavenly Pearl Mountain space...
"Good heavens, I'm finally out again! Let me get some air!"
The Heart Demon Ring began, as always,