Bai Yujun casually refined a pile of jade talismans and distributed them among the dragons.
"They contain Xiao's entire cultivation history, the techniques and divine abilities it excels at, every detail and trait of its cultivation, even the characteristics of its Primordial Spirit."
It was equivalent to slicing it apart and putting it on display, exposing its weaknesses and secrets before every dragon. In the future, this would also spread among the Empire's upper ranks. With the monkey's talent for comprehending the Dao, along with Zhen Bei, Mu Duo, and Little Phoenix's insight, once they understood the details, they could easily defeat Xiao at the height of its power.
Bai Yujun had not merely defeated and imprisoned Xiao.
She would also strip it of everything, utterly severing and denying its cultivation from this day onward.
The dragons crowded at the cell door flipped through scenes from Xiao's past and greatly approved of Bai Yujun's temperament. A debt of blood must be repaid in blood, and she would torment an enemy to death—now that was the right way. No hypocritical pretense of magnanimity. Satisfying!
Only her occasional deliberate antics were enough to drive dragons mad.
As they continued analyzing it, the dragons gained their own insights as well. While finding ways to counter it, they also rebuilt their own cultivation.
Perhaps Xiao sensed that it was being calculated and deciphered, or perhaps the Heavenly Dao deliberately let it know.
Its once-dull, numb pupils moved. Trapped in absolute darkness, it struggled to see what lay within the dark, growing increasingly and inexplicably panicked, as though it were losing the most important thing it possessed. Fear appeared once more on its numb face. With hoarse, strange shrieks, it flailed its arms and smashed them hard against the walls. Pain could not dispel its