"Heh heh heh... Hahaha... Scared, are you? Scared, are you? Yitian, isn't this name rather interesting? That brat called Li Poxiao was the one who gave me this name, so I simply called these things fiends... because I am a fiend, after all. You can call me Fiend, Fiend King, Devil, Fiend Emperor... Hmm? Doesn't sound good? How about I drop the surname Xia, then? From now on, I'll be called... Mo Ruize? What do you think?" Xia Ruize burst into crazed laughter. His madness interwoven with gloom made him look like a lunatic who had just escaped from a psychiatric hospital.
"Xia Ruize, have you had enough? You created so many fiends, plundered the immortals' fortune, and hid here to cultivate. What kind of leader does that make you? Have you forgotten that you're the overlord of the Jie Sect, Yu Xiaoxue's husband, and the father of Xia Yuxin and Xia Xiaoyi? You're acting completely topsy-turvy and putting your insanity on full display. Who are you putting on this show for?" I asked with a grim expression.
"Ke ke ke..." Xia Ruize giggled, as though my mockery had not shamed him in the slightest. Even when I mentioned Yu Xiaoxue and the two children, he remained utterly unmoved.
I did not say another word. Only after he had laughed to his heart's content did I say coldly, "Will you cripple this Nameless Fiend-Refining Heart Method yourself, or shall I do it for you? Hand the Violet Sword back to me as well. And give up the Nine-Son Passage. It doesn't belong to you, nor is it a tool for you to run rampant across the world and bring calamity to one region after another!"
Xia Ruize raised his hand, lifting the Violet Sword, which had become vastly different from