Myriad Qi Immortal Lord exchanged a glance with Qiu Hu and Hao Xi. Qiu Hu drew the greatsword hanging from Angry Thunder, preparing to leap down and finish me off before joining that Qiong Tian Immortal to destroy the cauldron. But Hao Xi soon shook her head and stopped her. "Qiu Hu, you mustn't."
"Hao Xi, if we don't kill his clone here, the Desolate Wilderness World may never return to its proper place!" Qiu Hu said coldly.
"Could it be that Fairy Hao Xi has developed compassion even for his clone? If so, just say so. Even if we leave this clone alive, once we destroy this cauldron, the outcome won't change." Myriad Qi Immortal Lord smiled amiably, as though he had already seen through Hao Xi's thoughts.
Fairy Hao Xi bit her lower lip, then said frankly after a long while, "Yes, I've developed compassion for him. He treated me well before. Even though this is only his clone, I still can't bear to watch him die before my eyes. I want you to let him go."
"Hao Xi, are you saying we should let him go? Have you lost your mind?! His true self is still up there—this is only a clone!" Qiu Hu asked with a furrowed brow.
Myriad Qi Immortal Lord also frowned and fell into thought. Then he made his decision. "Fairy Qiu Hu is quite right. If we leave him alive, we may be releasing a tiger back into the mountains. If you can't bear to act, this Immortal Lord will do it."
"No, I can't let you kill him. He's already like this. Can't you spare him? Besides, Qiu Hu, you said it yourself—he's only a clone now. And you also said, Immortal Lord, that he can't change our outcome here." Hao