After gathering information from every possible source, it finally pieced together all the scattered reports it had collected.
Its master was dead, killed by these ignorant villagers simply because someone had told them he possessed a means of granting them eternal life.
Another cultivator might have deceived the villagers with honeyed words, but its master refused. He had even patiently explained to them that there was no way to live forever in this world except through cultivation and ascension.
The villagers did not believe him and even bore a grudge. In the end, they took advantage of his grave illness to kill him, simply because the person behind it all had told them that once their master recovered, their own deaths would follow.
The Mirror Spirit soon found the person responsible: a Senior Brother who had envied its master while he was alive.
Then, the Mirror Spirit began to kill.
From that Senior Brother to the ordinary people in the village, it spared not a single one, making them all die from the knots in their hearts.
It was a mirror. It could reflect the ugliest things in the depths of a person's heart, as well as their desires. Within the Mirror World it had constructed, it made everyone see the malice lurking in one another's hearts.
Yes, the villagers died slaughtering one another, while the Senior Brother was imprisoned in Purgatory, a place filled with astral winds, for stealing the Sect Master's Command Token.
Yet even locked away in Purgatory, that Senior Brother could not escape the fear the Mirror Spirit had inflicted on him.
Already living in a place filled with astral winds, he spent his days in a deranged state, neither tending to his health nor cultivating. Within a mere two years, he lost his life.
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