To be fair, Qin Yang rather liked dealing with simple-minded people, especially pulling powerful simpletons into his own camp.
Calling them simpletons was not really derogatory. Such people were not fools; at most, they had plenty of twists and turns in their guts. Likewise, if they wanted to harm someone, they generally would not be so underhanded that no one could detect it.
If he had not truly been unsuited to using his own identity right now, he would never have borrowed the Dao Sect's tiger skin.
Big Mouth Monster clearly found the Ancient Heavenly Court extremely unpleasant. Qin Yang did not know whether he had borne grudges against the Ancient Heavenly Court before, but now, Big Mouth Monster had already become enemies with them.
Given those people's way of doing things, if even twenty or thirty percent of the rumors were true, then this grudge had been tied into a dead knot. There was no possibility of resolving it.
Speaking of feuds, Qin Yang reckoned that among all the Dead Spirits here, including those who had yet to appear, if they were ranked by the depth of their enmity with the Ancient Heavenly Court, Qin Youde could conservatively place in the top three.
Simply dragging Taiwei down into the grave with him and blocking Tai Hao's path of infiltration were enough.
No one seemed to know about it now, but Qin Yang had never expected that no one would ever find out.
A so-called secret could not be considered an absolute secret as long as someone still knew it.
Take the present, for instance. When Big Mouth Monster devoured a Dead Spirit and digested it, he could conveniently digest all sorts of miscellaneous intelligence along with it.
In the past, Qin Yang had never heard of any similar divine