Psychological Game

Inside the grotto-heaven.

With the Divine Mountain's blessing, everything thrived with vibrant life. Even the spirit beasts that had long obeyed Black Commander had developed vague awareness, loyally guarding everything within.

The original small courtyard had, through construction, become a massive castle, where the women usually lived.

Although Bai Yu rarely entered the grotto-heaven these days, when necessary, it was the perfect way to make someone completely vanish from the outside world.

At the site of Dayless Mountain's original altar, a colossal bronze pillar had appeared at some point. As a place specifically meant for imprisonment, everything around it had been altered as well.

At this moment, Ning Zhirou was bound to the bronze pillar, locked in place by enormous iron chains. Her skin, once white as snow, was now tinged with a faint pink.

"Myriad Transformation Spirit Matron Bodhisattva, Ning Zhirou, one of the Esoteric Sect's Eighteen Dharma Protectors. You command a branch of the Esoteric Sect and can be said to hold great power and authority. Yet unlike the other protectors, you, Bodhisattva, are rarely within the Esoteric Sect year-round. Even in Upperstream, few know your whereabouts."

Bai Yu looked at Ning Zhirou and spoke slowly.

He had obtained this information from Xiao Juexin. As one of Upperstream's great sects, the Esoteric Sect's personnel arrangement was not difficult to investigate.

And with that, there was now an explanation for why those Esoteric Sect spies within the Blood Prison Dynasty had been able to remain hidden so well. With this Myriad Transformation Spirit Matron Bodhisattva around, disguising themselves and concealing their identities was the easiest thing in the world.

Ning Zhirou had already been left hanging by Bai Yu for three days. The effects of the Heart-Stirring Rejuvenation Wine had long since erupted. No matter how steadfast her Dao