Chong An had been waiting quietly in the secret chamber. After roughly ten days, the servant appeared again. Without saying a word, he merely bowed and made an inviting gesture.
Chong An knew the real show had arrived. He rose at once and followed the servant into an incomparably vast hall. There were no decorations here, not even pillars. Within the empty hall, he was the only person present, and a sense of loneliness rose in his heart.
His thoughts turned. Since the Faceless Daoist had not appeared in person, it meant he was still testing him.
He was in no hurry. Since he had already come this far, as long as he revealed no flaws, he would surely be able to gradually approach his target.
He sat upon the only meditation cushion in the hall and closed his eyes in quiet meditation. This was also the Faceless Daoist's usual manner; unless necessary, he would not make superfluous movements.
After an unknown length of time, he suddenly sensed something. Opening his eyes, he saw the Faceless Daoist, identical in appearance to his own incarnation, seated directly across from him. They were barely more than a foot apart, almost face-to-face.
His heart tightened. He had no idea when the other party had appeared, and guessed that there were formation restrictions or something similar here. At that moment, the Faceless Daoist opposite him spoke. "Tell me about your experiences in Origin Xia."
Naturally, Chong An selected only what could be told and recounted it all. For instance, he said nothing of the Desire Poison. He believed that Envoy Yao would not take the initiative to publicize it either.
In the memories he had received, he had also undergone such questioning after returning to Origin Xia. What came next could go either way: