If Meng Zhao's guess was true, then this Heavenly Demon Seed was truly a massive pitfall. Not only was there the pitfall laid by the Heavenly Demon Palace Lord, but also the pitfall laid by Bei Tangsu. With two massive pits combined, could Xue Zihou withstand them?
However, Meng Zhao did not care too much. Whether Xue Zihou could withstand it or not, no matter what happened to him in the future, there should at least be no major problems in the short term.
And as long as Xue Zihou could maintain the connection between himself and the Divine Saber Hall during this time, his value would already be sufficient.
At least, it was sufficient for Meng Zhao.
Meng Zhao did not believe he would remain trapped in his current predicament forever.
Relying on Xue Zihou's father, the Purple Lightning Saber Lord, to exert influence in Yanzhou and lessen the Tan Family's possible constraints on him was merely a strategy for the present. Once his wings had fully grown, he would no longer need others to wave banners and shout for him.
Moreover, Xue Zihou was neither a so-called friend nor a subordinate to him. Their relationship was merely an exchange of interests, each plotting for his own ends. Meng Zhao did not need to bear too much responsibility for Xue Zihou.
Everyone was the protagonist of their own life, and everyone had their own choices.
From the moment Xue Zihou chose to accept this Heavenly Demon Seed, the help outsiders could offer him had become negligible. Only he himself could decide what his future would look like.
Take Meng Zhao, for instance. He too had emerged from hardship and suffering. Though he possessed all manner of advantages, including a cheat like the Heaven-Illuminating Divine Mirror, it could not be