Fang Mo washed his face in the Duty Room, stripped off his utterly ruined clothes and tossed them into a corner, then changed into a clean black robe.
The scorch marks and cracks on the Silkworm Silk Inner Armor would take time to mend. For now, he still wore it beneath his robe.
When Qian Dagui brought breakfast in, Fang Mo was sitting at the table, looking through the new entries in the Record of Punishing Crimes.
"Boss, you haven't had a proper bite to eat since last night. Have this bowl of meat porridge first."
Fang Mo took the bowl and ate while reading the dark-gold words in the Record of Punishing Crimes.
After the Spiritual Terrace Burial Cosmos Split Spirit was burned, three new entries had appeared in the Record of Punishing Crimes.
The first contained incomplete information about Spiritual Terrace Burial Cosmos's true body. Most of it was marked unreadable; only a short fragment of memory about the seating order of the Twelve Divine Kings remained.
The second was the full reckoning of the Old Emperor's sins during his forty-three-year reign. The number was so long that Fang Mo could not be bothered to count it.
The third was the memory of the transaction between Great Qian's Taizu and the White Bone Coffin, preserved unchanged in the Record of Punishing Crimes.
Fang Mo set down his porridge bowl and tapped the third entry twice.
"Nian Nu'er, are you awake?"
There was no response in his Sea of Consciousness.
Fang Mo waited five breaths, but there was still no response.
He stopped calling, having a rough idea of the situation.
More than half of Nian Nu'er's Nine Nether Origin had been drawn away to drive the Colorless Karma Fire. Her remnant soul was probably now too weak even