"Th-This little brat was far too sinister, wasn't he? He was already dead, yet he still left behind such a force!"
The Wangshu Sword Spirit continued following Su Shi'er's side and spoke again.
Her expression was clearly a little awkward.
She had thought the boy before her had been overly cautious in his actions, only to be slapped in the face so quickly.
"The Tiandao Palace Holy Son had always been sanctimonious and sinister in his dealings."
"Besides, if there had truly been nothing wrong with this corpse, then when Senior Shao Ai, after falling into demonic cultivation, killed him earlier, even if she had been in a hurry to deal with this junior, there was no reason for her to leave the corpse here."
"To demonic cultivators, the blood essence within the corpse of a Spirit Severing stage cultivator alone was a tremendous tonic."
Su Shi'er spoke calmly, explaining in an even tone.
He said nothing about the Wangshu Sword Spirit's differing reactions before and after.
He had always acted with caution. He had vaguely sensed that something was wrong earlier, and now he had completely figured out the reason behind it.
As for whether the Tiandao Palace Holy Son's avatar had deliberately tried to set him up, he found that possibility exceedingly slim.
After all, he traveled outside in an Immortal Body. There was no reason for the other party to know that.
The force hidden within the body after death had likely been meant to ensnare... anyone who approached the corpse.
"That makes sense! I never thought that after living for so many years, I would be less vigilant than a junior like you."
The Wangshu Sword Spirit's lovely brows knitted tightly, and her expression carried a trace of gloom.
"You are a sword spirit, miss. Your