At the foot of Jade Lake Mountain, Xue Zihou leaned anxiously against an ancient tree, muttering under his breath and occasionally looking toward the depths of Jade Lake Mountain. Yet he saw nothing and could only remain where he was in sullen frustration.
After quite a while, Meng Zhao finally appeared. Xue Zihou was overjoyed, already certain of the outcome, and hurried forward.
"Dragon King Meng, has the matter been settled?"
Xue Zihou truly wished to get rid of Bei Tangsu as quickly as possible. Earlier, he had guessed that Meng Zhao had lured Bei Tangsu out of Divine Saber Hall precisely to deal with him. Now that he saw Meng Zhao leaving the mountain unharmed, he naturally assumed the result he had hoped for.
Meng Zhao nodded. Holding the Ethereal Purple Lotus in one hand, he drifted over and said,
"It is done. And I have obtained the method for mastering the Eight Demonic Saber Techniques. But I do not know whether I should give it to you."
Xue Zihou's heart sank. Still, he did not believe Meng Zhao meant to conceal it. If that had been the case, there would have been no need to mention it at all. He could simply have kept it hidden; Xue Zihou would have known nothing, and there would have been no follow-up.
What worried him was merely that the method was likely not very good, which was why Meng Zhao had such reservations.
"Let's set that aside for now. I found a good place. Dragon King Meng, please tell me in detail what happened on this journey. I have always been deeply concerned about Bei Tangsu. Even knowing that he is no longer here, I still wish to know what he went through in the final stage of his life."
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