"In other words, the reason you survived the restrictions imposed by the Ghost Venerable was also because of the Blackfish Ancestor?" Lu Xiaotian's heart stirred as he spoke. He did not think Luo Zhongting was lying outright. At least from this angle, his explanation made more sense.
"That's right. The Blackfish Ancestor suppressed me in a corner of the Iron Corpse Sheath's body, where I struggled to survive. I could only rely on the compatibility between my Solitary Yin Constitution and the Iron Corpse Sheath's body to barely keep the Blackfish Ancestor from devouring my Primordial Spirit. Without some unexpected turn of events, I would never have had any chance to turn the tables. Even the restriction later cast by the Ghost Venerable was dissolved by the Blackfish Ancestor without anyone noticing. It merely consumed a great deal of the Blackfish Ancestor's energy. Later, when Chi Yunsang used the Heyu Thunderfruit to heavily injure the Blackfish Ancestor in one stroke, I finally had the chance to regain control of my body." A trace of relief still colored Luo Zhongting's voice. "If not for all these twists of fate, I'm afraid I would never have escaped the Blackfish Ancestor's shadow."
"I see." Lu Xiaotian nodded, looking as though he were seriously pondering the matter. Luo Zhongting's words sounded reasonable, but Lu Xiaotian was no hotheaded fool. He naturally knew that the most convincing lies were usually seventy percent truth and thirty percent falsehood. Luo Zhongting's words could not be dismissed entirely, but neither could they be believed completely. As for which parts were trustworthy and which required caution, he could only rely on his own judgment.
"So, was the idea of taking the Fanluo Spiritfire from the stone pool yours, or the Blackfish Ancestor's?"
"It was naturally the Blackfish Ancestor's idea.