No Spring could only feel that the human heart was truly terrifying. After hearing this analysis, he felt that he had lived those ten thousand years for nothing! If things were truly as this boy said, then had he not... become his enemy's thug for nothing?!
"This is merely your own speculation!"
"Senior may verify it yourself. The Hundred Herbs Pavilion's master is not dead yet, is he? Now that his crimes have been exposed and he has suffered Senior's revenge, he should not mind dragging another accomplice down to hell with him."
No Spring's thoughts were in a tangled mess. Being parasitized by the Demon Seed had already been unbearable enough; after learning this, he felt even worse.
Seeing the Black Smoke billowing, Wen Xu kindly spoke up. "Senior, rest assured. I will hold things here for you. Senior may go ask the Hundred Herbs Pavilion's master and get to the bottom of it." With Golden Light present, the Demon Seed could not parasitize anyone for the time being.
After thinking it over, No Spring actually manifested a wisp of Black Smoke and went before Fu Jingmu to sternly question him.
Fu Jingmu still had one breath left, hanging by a thread. It was not that he did not want to die, but that No Spring would not let him die. Hearing No Spring's questioning now, he finally burst into laughter. "You finally realized it! You and I were both nothing more than pieces on someone else's chessboard! I have already accepted my fate and obeyed—why won't you accept yours?! You and I should descend together into the underworld and hell—"
Jun Zhaoying had been watching the situation atop the altar closely. The moment she heard No Spring's words, she knew Little A-Xu was truly capable. But before she