Han Wuxian laughed heartily. "Even the Dragon King knows He Nu's secret. I was hoping to earn some merit, but it seems I won't get the chance."
"There are plenty of chances to earn merit." Gu Shenwei glanced between Wild Horse and the Deyi Tower Disciple. "Which one of you should I speak to?"
The Deyi Tower Disciple walked behind Wild Horse and helped him heal as he said, "There must be gain where there is loss. The Master of the Masses has already transcended the mortal realm. He is beyond your understanding."
Wild Horse endured the pain, but a hint of agony still showed on his face, making a poor match for the Deyi Tower Disciple's abstruse words.
"So the two of you are taking the Master of the Masses's place and ruling the mortal realm?" To Gu Shenwei, their power to beguile others fell far short of the dwarf Immortal Peng from back then.
Han Wuxian's confidence soared. "There's no need to waste words on them. I'll use a few more methods and guarantee that they tell us everything."
Wild Horse suddenly dropped to his knees, revealing the bewildered Deyi Tower Disciple behind him.
Han Wuxian's eyes rippled. "Haha, is my Jueyin Finger really that easy to break? Sorry, I forgot to mention one thing: my finger force isn't in the Zi Palace acupoint, but in the Yin Valley acupoint. Kneeling is only the first step; there's still plenty more suffering in store for him. Hmm, I just remembered. You once suffered one of my fingers back then, didn't you? You recovered quite thoroughly."
That had happened many years ago. To entice the Unrivaled King into teaching the Wu Dao Divine Skill to his daughter, Han Wuxian had planted an evil force in Shangguan Ru, Wild Horse, and