"So, I'd originally planned to spare you. Seeing as your father's corpse had been so useful, who knew the three of you would be this restless? You nearly drew the Sea Beasts outside in here. I had no choice but to bring you in as well."
Bian Chunchou had never seen such shameless bandit logic. "So we were the ones in the wrong?"
"Of course. A demon's kindness is not something you come across every day."
A being like a demon could actually be kind? Bian Chunchou reasonably suspected this thing's brain was not much bigger than Chen Zui-Zui's. "So you admit that you set this trap and laid this formation to drag Pill Fragrance City into an abyss of eternal damnation?"
Yet the demon shook his head. "What do you mean, an abyss of eternal damnation? Do you see the memorial tablets behind you? That is true eternal damnation. Schemed against while alive, left unburied after death, unable even to leave behind a name. Since you are righteous cultivators, will you seek justice for them?"
Bian Chunchou gave a cold snort. "Then you took my father's corpse without asking. Did my father ever wrong anyone?"
Who did not know how to compete in misery?
The demon actually laughed cheerfully. Naturally, he knew what kind of "heaven-sent treasure" the body of a Body Integration Cultivator was. But this was also his own fortuitous opportunity, was it not? An ownerless "treasure"—who could resist borrowing it?
"As expected of a Body Integration Divine Venerable's son. You truly have a sharp tongue. I sincerely thank your father for his selfless gift, and I truly never intended to take the lives of you three. So long as you do not meddle, when the time comes..." The demon's voice suddenly sank low. "I guarantee that,