Parting Gift: The Mole Is Me (Part 2)

The night was deep. Su Che sat quietly inside the City God Temple, wearing the wooden mask Yin-Yang Dharma King had brought.

These things had meant little to Third Young Master Su as he was now, but since the old senior had brought it, he might as well wear it.

A ferocious, mottled tiger was painted on the mask, lifelike in every detail. Yet it carried a faint scent of rouge and powder; Su Che had no idea which Carefree Grotto Yin-Yang Dharma King had picked it up from.

"The Eastern Sea Demon Race?"

Yin-Yang Dharma King sat nearby, slowly shelling peanuts from a bag.

"Most likely."

Su Che looked at the old senior, whose mouth never stopped moving. "I can't be entirely sure. But since Wang Jian has let something slip, perhaps we can use this chance to investigate."

The Eastern Sea Demon Race.

"From the Yin-Yang Realm shattering and releasing that Elder Sin Dragon, to the Ancient Netherworld reappearing in the world today."

Su Che gazed at the somewhat desolate City God Temple and strung all the clues together.

"The Dragon Clan's major moves, the Demon Gods sealed away within Ancient Luofeng City... the conclusion is somewhat hard to believe, but I think all of this must be interconnected."

Yin-Yang Dharma King slowly shelled another peanut.

"What do you think?"

"If the Ancient Demon Gods are truly deathless and indestructible, then why not release those old ancestors?"

Su Che looked at Yin-Yang Dharma King. "We want to revive the Ancient Heavenly Court. Perhaps someone else wants to bring back that chaotic Primordial Wilderness of the Primordial Era."

"The Mysterious Capital Palace stands above us."

Yin-Yang Dharma King shook his head. "The return of the Ancient Demon Gods, a return to the Primordial Wilderness of the Primordial Era—leave aside