Xuanxiao looked at Shi Qilin's expression, and a strange look appeared on his face. He muttered to himself, "I never realized before that Shi Qilin's mouth was so vicious."
Curious, Xuanxiao immediately used his Divine Ability to deduce Shi Qilin's experiences since his birth, trying to figure out why this fellow had suddenly become so sharp-tongued again.
As scene after scene emerged from the deduction, Xuanxiao's expression grew stranger and stranger.
"No wonder Mo Yuan's personality is so out of place among the lifeforms of the Primordial Wilderness. It turns out he was influenced by Shi Qilin's mouth!"
Xuanxiao saw that before Shi Qilin established the Kirin Clan, he had been so foul-mouthed that every sentence was practically a stream of profanity, making him comparable to a legendary trash-talker.
Filthy words poured endlessly from his mouth, and every sentence was packed with references to people's mothers.
Anyone who heard him speak would feel their blood boil, their faces flushing red.
Because of Shi Qilin's mouth, poor Mo Yuan had truly suffered terribly during that period.
Almost every day, he was either preparing to escape or fleeing in a panic with no idea where he was going. His days had been utterly miserable.
That unbearable past was like a heavy shadow, deeply branded into Mo Yuan's heart. As a result, Mo Yuan now suffered from an extreme lack of security. Unless absolutely necessary, he would not even take a single step outside his Dao Field.
Later, Shi Qilin established the Qilin Clan. Once he shouldered the responsibility of leading a clan, his explosive temper and sharp-tongued habit gradually eased, as he worked hard to suppress them.
But now, the Kirin Clan had already transformed into an auspicious sign of the world, and Shi Qilin himself would soon become the guardian spirit