Meng Zhao felt that this guess of his was highly likely to be true. Human Dragon Qi was the culmination of humanity's gathered strength, impervious to all laws and impenetrable by all evils, mysterious beyond measure. If Nameless Eunuch wished to use his Pure Yin Body and Grandmaster cultivation to reverse himself into a Pure Yang Body, he must have had the aid of an incomparably vast external force.
But then again, this force seemed to be usable only by the imperial clan—or, more precisely, only by the reigning Emperor.
How had this eunuch used Human Dragon Qi to stimulate himself and reverse his yin and yang?
Almost instinctively, a word came to Meng Zhao's mind: dual cultivation. A chill immediately ran through him. He shook his head, trying his utmost to fling this rather shocking thought from his mind, yet a sudden flash of intuition made him feel that he was not wrong.
When Nameless Eunuch had become a Grandmaster, he had possessed the body of a Pure Yin woman, naturally formed and bestowed by nature. It was utterly different from the many flaws and aftereffects of modern sex reassignment surgery. Perhaps he was even more beautiful than some genuine women.
The nobility and royalty lived lives of extravagance and debauchery, and their absurd deeds were too numerous to count. It did not seem so difficult to understand how they might commit such an evil act.
The love of Longyang, the tale of the cut sleeve and shared peach—such customs had been passed down since ancient times. Though improper, they truly did exist.
Meng Zhao's gaze toward Beitang He even turned a little uneasy. This man was of the direct imperial bloodline. His father and the reigning Emperor, Beitang Sheng, were half-brothers of the same father, so naturally they