These two were special only because their identities were rather special—more special even than Third Young Master Bai and Mr. Yue.
Mu Yi was the last surviving spark of the Imperial Sui Yang Clan. Having inherited the Yang Family's providence and opportunity, he had not been subjected to any cruel or violent measures.
Of course, Meng Zhao had never been a sentimental, compassionate man. The deeper reason was that a considerable portion of the Hidden Dragon Vein he had absorbed had been formed from Great Sui Dynasty dragon qi, which still carried within it the last thread of Imperial Sui's fate.
And Mu Yi was the only remaining Yang Family bloodline—or at least the only one Meng Zhao knew of.
Now that Meng Zhao himself was the dragon vein, Mu Yi, bearing that meager Great Sui Dynasty dragon qi, was restrained by Meng Zhao and could even be controlled by him.
Thus, Meng Zhao had no need at all to use the methods derived from the Eclosion Worm to control him.
As for Lu Hou'er, Meng Zhao's eyes flickered as he looked toward the slight yet remarkably lean and capable master of the Pai Gang.
Meng Zhao had already vaguely guessed that Lu Hou'er's Demonic Nature most likely originated from Xingtian's Head, the suppressed head of War God Xing Tian. Beyond this Great Sui Legacy Cache, Meng Zhao also coveted the arrangements and remnants left behind by Heavenly Emperor Shaohao. Could this man become a breakthrough point for him?
Had he not been of such use, Meng Zhao would never have intended to spare his life. How could he have allowed such a scourge to live until now?
Just as he pondered how to lure Lu Hou'er into helping him search for Xingtian's Head, thunderous booms echoed through the plaza.