"What do you mean, Celestial Lord?"
Yin Dao Celestial Lord looked puzzled.
"True Lord Tianchou and Six-Finger Old Devil are old devils of many years. Even if I am of their direct bloodline, I have no feelings for them whatsoever."
Yin Dao Celestial Lord swore solemnly, "Celestial Lord, perhaps you do not know this. In my childhood, I had nine direct siblings. In the end, I alone survived. The other eight all died at True Lord Tianchou's hands, together with my poor mother, becoming a Nine-Sons Mother-and-Child Linked Sword in True Lord Tianchou's hand."
"These two thieves are as irreconcilable with me as heaven and earth!"
"You are carrying out justice on Heaven's behalf, slaying demons and exterminating devils, avenging my mother. How could I possibly hate you?"
Thinking of his mother from the past, Yin Dao Celestial Lord's eyes reddened.
These were all genuine emotional outpourings.
How could there possibly be children in this world who did not love their mothers—especially mothers who had died in their childhood and existed only in their memories?
"Since you are so grateful,"
"and hold no hatred, then why?"
Jiang Ding sighed softly, somewhat puzzled. "Or have you misread the laws of Tushan Central Court?"
"Conspiring to infiltrate the Nascent Soul-ranked generals and Golden Core-ranked officers at every level of Primordial Law-Heaven Commandery, gradually taking control of their souls, turning nearly half the cultivators of Primordial Law-Heaven Commandery into your private army.
"And there are also other crimes: embezzlement and corruption, favoritism, secretly condemning Nascent Soul and Golden Core cultivators to death, then refining them into demonic treasures and spirit pills..."
"After reading the Tu Shan Code, did you consider these matters crimes deserving only five hundred and seventy-seven years of imprisonment?"
"What misunderstanding could there be here?"
Jiang Ding asked slowly.
"Celestial