Guan Xi's Purpose

Before he realized it, Lord Rongyang had already brought out two jars of fine wine. Unfortunately, both Wang Ping and Lord Rongyang possessed cultivation; there was no wine under heaven that could make either of them drunk.

Wine that could not intoxicate brought a peculiar melancholy, yet neither of them felt that way. They merely drank and watched the scenery out of habit. Such was the price of longevity. Wang Ping did not find anything wrong with it, for what he cultivated was transcendence.

"Was it really because True Monarch Huishan wanted to turn every living being under heaven into Puppets that the True Lords besieged him, causing his Primordial Spirit Consciousness to become incomplete and driving him mad?"

As Wang Ping gently stroked the sleeping Yulian sprawled across him, he asked in a low voice. Night had already fallen across the sky.

Lord Rongyang set down his wine bowl and shook his head. "I don't know either. It happened far too suddenly, and I had yet to advance to the Fourth Realm at the time. I only heard about True Monarch Huishan as a legend."

After saying this, he added, "With a True Lord's wisdom, I do not believe he would make such an unwise choice. If he truly intended to do it, he would not have been discovered so easily. Still, this matter is not important. There is no need for you to dig too deeply into it."

"That's true."

Wang Ping nodded in agreement. He instinctively wanted to ask about True Monarch Lieyang, but the words stopped at his lips. His foundation was still too shallow, and there were many things he was not suited to ask about. Otherwise, he would expose his own thoughts.

As the night neared its latter half, Wang Ping was about to