Yang Chen smiled faintly. He had not expected Hong Yue to be so loyal.
He said calmly, "All right, no problem. I'll give you some of the things obtained in this tower, enough for you to report back to your clan. If I have no use for you, I'll let you return as well."
"Thank you." As soon as Hong Yue spoke, tears were already welling up in her eyes.
Yang Chen sighed softly. Though he could not quite bear it, he knew it was inevitable. He could only hand the enslavement restriction to Hong Yue and let her decide what to do.
As Hong Yue looked at the enslavement restriction, tears pattered down drop by drop. She still seemed unwilling to accept it, but in the end, she slapped her forehead and planted the enslavement restriction into her own body.
Seeing this, Yang Chen said, "Senior, everything has been settled. But before that, this junior has something he does not understand!"
"Speak," Daoist Lingxi said.
"Senior should have seen everything that happened when this junior challenged the Heavenly Passes, correct?" Yang Chen asked curiously.
"I saw everything. That spear of yours is quite remarkable... it has quite an origin. Even this old man cannot quite make out its true nature. But rest assured, I have long lost interest in worldly matters beyond this place. No matter how precious an object is, it holds no meaning before this old man anymore," Daoist Lingxi said.
Hearing this, Yang Chen could not help but feel astonished.
The God-Slaying Spear really had not been boasting. What realm was Daoist Lingxi in? Even he could not identify it, yet he praised the God-Slaying Spear so highly and still could not explain its origins. That was simply bizarre beyond belief.
Yang Chen took a deep