Wangchuan raised an eyebrow slightly, seemingly unsurprised.
"Hadn't you already wrung her dry? What do you still want with a useless pawn?"
Jiang Mian had kept Xu Xiaoan around before to mislead her.
Now, though, she didn't seem to be of any use. If anything, she was a burden.
But she was, after all, a peak of Chaos, and now she only listened to Jiang Mian.
If she ever recovered, she'd be a considerable nuisance.
Still, the odds were minuscule—even lower than the chance of a Calamity peak emerging among humanity. It was all but impossible for her to return to her prime.
Jiang Mian didn't explain further.
"You should know that I'm an Aberrant."
Understanding flickered in Wangchuan's eyes.
As expected, her aberration problem still hadn't been resolved. She wanted to raise Formless like a crop of "leeks."
According to that Withering fellow, even those at the peak couldn't escape the mental torment of aberration.
The Fifth-tier was especially hard to endure.
Back then, because he lacked Suppressors, he'd scavenged every Mental System material he could find, including but not limited to:
High-sequence Calamities from the Nightmare and Chaos paths, as well as Awakened from the Soul and Radiance paths.
He'd even taken quite a few soul crystals from her.
"All right. I understand."
Wangchuan nodded, then produced a black bead from who knew where and tossed it to Jiang Mian.
Formless was now wrapped in Death Qi and couldn't make waves.
Before she reached the Fourth-tier, she wasn't even qualified to be used as material. Better to use her first to keep Doom in check.
Besides, Jiang Mian held most of Formless's power. There was no use in Wangchuan taking her.
Jiang Mian caught the bead, her gaze darkening.
"This is... Xu Xiaoan?!"
"Mm."
Wangchuan nodded.
"She got