Emperor Xia thought the intelligence from Ask Dao Sect sounded absurd.
The nine commanders of the Luoshui Guard were all capable, sharp-minded officers. They had spent over half a year analyzing intelligence on the Heartless Sect day and night, and had only just managed to roughly pin down Yang Kongtong's location. By then, Lu Yang had already killed him.
Was there even any point in establishing the Luoshui Guard?
Ask Dao Sect, entrance to Prison Peak.
The new prisoner stood at the entrance to Prison Peak, lost in thought. He had once been a man of great renown, yet in the end, he had wound up locked in prison. What a tragic, lamentable fate.
"Old Duan, do you think this line in my cultivation manual means that we cultivators should clear our minds and curb our desires?" Mo Xiao chou, at the middle stage of Spirit Transformation, asked Duan Qingshui, who had entered with him.
Both had been captured by Lu Yang at the Western Heaven Temple and locked up in Prison Peak. Among the countless powerful cultivators there, Mo Xiao chou ranked dead last in cultivation, while Duan Qingshui ranked second to last. The two often discussed their cultivation insights.
During their time imprisoned in Prison Peak, they had been unable to cultivate, but their knowledge and experience had grown severalfold.
Duan Qingshui looked at the line that had puzzled Mo Xiao chou and gently shook his head. He kindly suggested, "I don't know. Why not ask Venerable Blood Demon? He wrote that line, didn't he?"
Venerable Blood Demon, the last imperial preceptor of the Great Yu Dynasty, could barely be considered a big shot in Prison Peak, where Tribulation Transcendence cultivators were everywhere and Body Integration cultivators were worth less than dogs.
Mo Xiao chou had