Secrets of the Past

Venerable Jingyang looked at Li Xiao's wary expression and could not help but laugh. There was a hint of clear-eyed candor in his smile.

"Kid, don't worry. I'm not a Qi Cultivator; I simply cannot possess someone's body.

"I am merely a lingering obsession. Before long, I will dissipate on my own.

"Besides—" He stood with his hands behind his back, his tone carrying an unquestionable pride.

"I, Jingyang, have always conducted myself unbendingly. I would never stoop to such a vile act as possessing a junior's body.

"If I had not sensed the Sword Qi of your Life-Slaying Amitabha Sword Scripture, I would not have appeared."

Li Xiao respectfully cupped his hands. "Senior, your character is lofty and upright. This junior admires you greatly."

Yet the vigilance in his heart did not lessen in the slightest. Instead, he became even more cautious.

After pondering for a moment, he still asked,

"Senior, Venerable Manqiong was not a Qi Cultivator either. Why did he still want to possess me?"

Venerable Jingyang was slightly taken aback. Having only just awakened, he clearly did not know what had happened moments ago.

Li Xiao briefly recounted how Venerable Manqiong had attempted to possess him, only to be countered by the Panel. He glossed over the Panel's existence, merely saying that some opportunity within his sea of consciousness had protected him.

After listening, Venerable Jingyang's eyes flashed with amusement. He shook his head.

"That was not Manqiong, merely Manqiong's resentment.

"He could not possess you either. At most, he could have given you part of his memories, letting the two sets of memories coil around each other and clash inside your mind until they turned you into a madman."

He paused, and a trace of emotion entered his voice.

"Manqiong came from the Heavenly Devil