Mu Yi's expression remained indifferent. Neither confirming nor denying, he asked in return,
"Daoist, you truly know quite a few secrets. Some hidden information is known even to me, yet you know it. Most of what you have said is broadly correct, but what role do you play in all this? What you want—is it the Seven-Colored Glazed World Purifying Sarira, or the Sheji Cauldron transformed from the Fuyu Cauldron?"
In Mu Yi's view, only these two treasures within the Town Evil Golden Hall could be called divine artifacts. The Sarira should have been Monk Cheng Kong's prize to claim. If possible, Mu Yi naturally did not want to give it up either.
Yet compared to that, the Sheji Cauldron was the more crucial and important one. Thus, he wanted to understand exactly what Yu Daoist intended to do, and what his purpose was.
This determined Mu Yi's attitude toward him. If he was a threat, then he had to be eradicated, just as Third Young Master Bai regarded him. If he was a helper and posed no threat, then they could naturally form a temporary alliance.
Given this man's vast knowledge and his grasp of the Town Evil Golden Hall, Mu Yi would not be at a disadvantage.
The branch of the Imperial Clan Descendant from which Mu Yi hailed had in fact declined greatly. Over the long years, the family had risen and fallen time and again, and much of its inheritance and many of its secrets had been lost.
Otherwise, he would already have come to Lishou Mountain and taken the treasures that were rightfully his, rather than waiting for such an opportunity.
Meng Zhao was also very curious. This Daoist knew quite a lot, and every bit of it was a top-level secret. He did not