"You weren't lying?" Lin Qi narrowed his eyes at Azure Demon. "How did you know where his secret treasury was?"
Azure Demon nearly burst into tears. She looked at Lin Qi in utter grievance. She was no chaste, unyielding maiden—under such circumstances, facing the infamous Bone-Carving Knife Sugra, how could she dare lie? Curling herself into a pitiful ball, Azure Demon trembled as she told Lin Qi every last detail of how she had learned the location of Yan Zhe's secret treasury.
Yan Zhe and Azure Demon had conceived a son: Yan Shili. But as a member of the Spirit God Clan, Yan Zhe was an existence formed from pure energy and laws intertwined. He possessed no physical body, nor could he engage in the natural human process of producing descendants.
Thus, Yan Zhe had used an exceedingly sinister secret art to impregnate Azure Demon—he had poured all his essence, qi, and spirit into her body, using himself as the seed to plant Yan Shili, this descendant, within her. At the instant Yan Zhe fused all his essence, qi, and spirit into Azure Demon's body, their souls briefly merged as one, and she had glimpsed many of Yan Zhe's secrets.
This secret art had greatly drained Yan Zhe's Primal Qi. While using it, his perception of the outside world had fallen to its absolute lowest. Thus, Yan Zhe never realized that Azure Demon had pried into some of his core secrets. Had he known, Azure Demon would have been dealt with long ago.
Lin Qi looked at Azure Demon thoughtfully. It seemed this woman was far more valuable than he had imagined. Originally, Lin Qi had merely intended to fish in troubled waters and clean out the Heavenly Temple's treasury. But he truly had not expected it—nor had he dared