—Whoosh!
Inside the hall, the lights suddenly dimmed. The candle flames flickered wildly, and the atmosphere turned heavy.
"Human elixir?"
Lu Chen's pupils abruptly contracted. "Who? Which immortal did this?"
Zhao Wuya slowly shook his head, the flames in his eyes rising and falling with the candlelight. "I do not know. I only know that my son's three souls and seven spirits were utterly scattered. Even his name in the Book of Life and Death was completely erased. Within the Three Realms and the Five Elements, not a trace of him remained."
Lu Chen sneered. "And from that alone, you concluded that your son was refined into a human elixir? That is far too arbitrary. There are countless people in this world whose bodies and souls have both been destroyed. I have seen hundreds of thousands of dead souls perish completely. In terms of misery, they far surpassed your son."
Zhao Wuya gave a scornful laugh. "What Mister Lu speaks of are dead souls. But how many immortals have you seen who would, for no reason at all, ambush and kill a living mortal? This old man has reasons for being certain."
He enunciated each word.
"The reason is—an incarnation."
—Buzzz!!!
Lu Chen's mind shook violently.
"You mean your son was the incarnation of some great immortal?"
Zhao Wuya nodded, a coldly mocking smile appearing on his face. "Mister Lu, why do you think Li Qingyuan, as the City God of an entire region, would form a deep friendship with an ordinary mortal like me? Even if this old man possessed some insignificant skill, in His eyes, I was no more than an ant.
"He befriended me, in the end, only because my son was extraordinary.
"That wretched maid likely never told you any of this, did she?"
Lu Chen's