Before him stood Lai Caisheng, not the 71st Generation Heavenly Heart. Mo Mo was stunned for a moment, then suddenly understood some things.
After Zhan'er obtained the decree, Mo Mo had taken him away. No matter where he hid or which direction he fled, both the Daoists and demons would come looking for him... If they had been people stronger than him, with profound magic or terrifying demonic power, that would have been understandable. But later, even people from the Three Teachings and Nine Schools could find him with ease.
In the end, he had hidden beneath the ancient well in the Song Family's ancestral residence, yet they had still found him.
"This Rattle Bell..." Mo Mo gave a bitter laugh. "From the very beginning, when you gave the Rattle Bell to Zhan'er, had you already planned all this...?"
"Actually, I didn't know who would obtain the decree. When I gave away the Rattle Bell, I wasn't thinking in that direction either... All I can say is that fate has its own arrangements." The bronze-masked man—Lai Caisheng—spoke indifferently. "Of course, if you insist on believing that everything was arranged, I have no objection."
"You... You stole the identity of the 71st Generation Heavenly Heart?!" Mo Mo took a deep breath.
He suddenly felt fear... The Daoists, the demons, and even the Administration Bureau had always directed their suspicions at the 71st Generation Heavenly Heart. But if all this had not been done by the 71st Generation Heavenly Heart, and had instead been controlled from behind the scenes by Lai Caisheng, who was the 72nd Generation...
As the current heir of Buyi Dao, he was treated with deference by both the Daoist and demonic circles. As the Daoist Association's representative, he practically had half-official backing, and had likely dealt with the