He stopped Green Wood Granny and cast a faintly amused glance at the Bliss Immortal King.
There was no anger or killing intent in his gaze, only a meaningful hint of a smile.
"Since you say you were scouting the way for me, Master, I shall believe you."
The purple-haired youth spoke lightly, his voice calm and utterly unruffled.
At those words, a great weight lifted from the Bliss Immortal King's heart. He hurriedly bowed. "Your Highness is wise! This humble monk will brave boiling water and raging fire for Your Highness, and would not shrink from ten thousand deaths!"
Green Wood Granny frowned, wanting to speak but holding back. Seeing the purple-haired youth's untroubled expression, she ultimately said nothing more.
She had followed His Highness for years and knew that he always planned far ahead. Since he had chosen to spare this bald donkey, he surely had his reasons.
Watching from the shadows, Li Qingshan's gaze sharpened slightly.
Had this purple-haired youth... really forgiven the Bliss Immortal King so easily?
He could not shake the feeling that things were not so simple.
The purple-haired youth was deeply calculating and far from benevolent. He probably had some ulterior motive for keeping the Bliss Immortal King alive.
Li Qingshan's gaze fell on the black altar, and a faint sense of foreboding rose in his heart.
The purple-haired youth approached the altar. His gaze settled on the floating drop of golden blood, and burning excitement flashed in his eyes.
"The Ancient Immortal Emperor's blood essence..."
He murmured under his breath, unable to entirely suppress the excitement in his voice.
After staring at the drop of blood essence for a moment, he suddenly turned toward the Bliss Immortal King, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly.
"Master."
His voice was calm and gentle.