"You have to give me an explanation!" Black Robe enunciated every word. What angered him was not the suddenly revealed tangled web of kinship, but the fact Zhai Que'er had just brought up.
"I already gave you an explanation, Senior Brother. Was there anything I failed to make clear?"
Zhai Que'er wore an innocent expression. But she had put on that face too many times today, and Black Robe was not buying it.
"I just want to know—what right does that Ten Directions, Eight Directions, whatever it is, have to take a share of the Yellow Springs Secret Mansion?"
Zhai Que'er's eyes widened, looking utterly shocked. "Senior Brother, that makes no sense. Speaking of qualifications, we are all outsiders, while Venerable Ten Directions was born in the Northern Wasteland and raised in the Northern Wasteland—a true 'master' of this place. He was originally an innate yin demon from the Graveyard of Grudges. He only awakened his intelligence during the last tribulation, then cultivated a formidable set of divine abilities. He has been in these ruins for hundreds, even thousands, of years..."
"What does that have to do with the Yellow Springs Secret Mansion?"
"How could it not? Senior Brother, you have been single-mindedly searching for the Xuan Ling Yin, so perhaps you do not understand just how difficult it is to locate the Yellow Springs Secret Mansion through deduction and calculation alone, without relying on that thing! If Venerable Ten Directions had not produced the records he compiled over a thousand years, detailing the directions of the earth veins throughout the Graveyard of Grudges, we would still be completely in the dark! Besides, he made it clear that he would take only one treasure from the Yellow Springs Secret Mansion and leave everything else untouched..."
"With profit hanging before him,