Unlike Xiang Qing, because he had interacted with and understood Meng Zhao for some time, Si Peng knew even more clearly that this young man, hailed as one of Great Yong's Peerless Twin Prodigies, was far more than merely a powerful martial artist.
His scheming, wisdom, and conduct were all first-rate.
At the very least, Si Peng had previously only guarded against Meng Zhao out of instinct; he had not truly spotted any flaw.
Having lost thirty percent of his True Essence, Mo Li's cultivation had declined slightly, leaving him in a rather foul mood. Moreover, as the most crucial link in the backstab against Su Hongtu, he possessed a certain level of understanding of evil weapons. He snorted. "What do you know? If an evil weapon enters the body, the impact may seem immense, but in essence, the evil weapon becomes more deeply connected to the martial artist. Though they do not share glory and ruin alike, it is not far from that. There may be a chance of losing control of one's mind, but one's life will certainly be unharmed.
"But right now, Young Master intends to use his own formidable martial arts and tyrannical will to forcibly subdue the evil weapon. The danger he faces is no less than if the evil weapon entered his body. Let us watch how things develop before speaking.
"Still, if Young Master did not possess a certain degree of confidence, he would not act so rashly. And do not forget—the Heavenly Evil Battle Casket has always been in Young Master's hands. The evil weapon cannot stir up much trouble."
Mo Li's observations were also exceptionally sharp. He knew that given Meng Zhao's character, he would not attempt to subdue the evil weapon before all of them without a certain degree of