Sumeru Heaven was so furious with him that she nearly stopped breathing. This little bastard was utterly hateful.
Hu Xiaotian said to her, "I don't know what the Formless Divine Skill is, but if you really want to know who taught me this martial art, I won't hide it from you. After all, we're already that close. You may be heartless, but I can't be faithless. Quan Dean gave me this internal cultivation method when I entered the palace. I'm not sure what it's good for, either. Back then, to give me the means to protect myself in the palace, he even transferred ten years of his own cultivation to me." Hu Xiaotian was absolutely the sort who could lie without so much as blinking.
Sumeru Heaven possessed extraordinary intelligence and a mind layered with schemes, but everyone had their own nemesis, and Hu Xiaotian happened to be hers. She wanted to kill him ten thousand times over, yet that was precisely what she could not do. His life and death were intimately bound to hers. Whether she liked it or not, until she attained the myriad poison spirit body, she could not sever her ties with him.
Hu Xiaotian's account was highly convincing. Even Sumeru Heaven could find no flaws in it. There was indeed mutant true qi inside him, and with her cultivation, she could naturally deduce that it was not something he had cultivated himself, but power transferred from an outside source. She had never asked him about it before. Now that he had openly told her, his account matched her deductions perfectly. As for the Formless Divine Skill's ability to neutralize mutant true qi and assimilate it for one's own use, Quan Dean's real purpose in teaching him this art might have been to help him