"Your subordinate has been enlightened!"
Xi clasped his fists in salute, utterly convinced.
He had truly learned something. The only thing he still did not understand was, "Dao Hall Master, had you already retraced the scene here before this?"
"No." Dao Qiongchang shook his head. "Like you, this Hall Master had only just arrived."
So he had watched the scene alongside me. I found nothing, yet he discovered so much?
Xi felt deeply moved. He even temporarily put the matter of the Recording Pearl aside, wanting only to study the Dao Hall Master's way of thinking.
"This subordinate has one more question."
"Speak."
"Since Dao Hall Master did not know the true situation beforehand, how could you be certain that something was wrong here?"
Dao Qiongchang looked at the bright fire in the young man's eyes. He had not wished to say more, but he recalled his own obsessive devotion to studying the Heavenly Secrets Art in his youth.
"Make bold conjectures, verify them with care." It was as though he were answering his younger self.
"I would like to hear the details." Xi finally understood why so many Holy Mountain higher-ups disliked using their brains.
—It really was addictive! Dao Qiongchang pondered for a moment, then took out the three-finger-thick covering from his ring. It was a purple women's bra.
"This is one of the three items he left behind."
"Yes." Xi finally saw what the thing truly looked like. Sure enough, the Dao Hall Master had secretly kept one.
Dao Qiongchang strolled leisurely beneath the night sky and said slowly, "This Hall Master gave you two of them. What conclusions did you draw?"
"Southern Domain evil arts, bearing the aura of the Evil God's Power. I inferred that the one who acted was an evil cultivator from the