At those words, Shi Yi smiled coldly, his eyes filled with lofty contempt.
He had done this deliberately.
At this moment, Shi Hao was only a little stronger than his counterpart in the original story, nowhere near what Shi Yi had expected.
That was understandable. After all, the cousin Shi Hao hated most had vanished without a trace, while the only target he could set his sights on, Xuan Yi, was his senior brother in the Heaven Mending Pavilion. He had saved the Pavilion Master and numerous cultivators, leaving Shi Hao with a favorable impression of him, even a trace of reverence.
Even though Shi Hao had the heart of a powerhouse and wanted to catch up with Xuan Yi, he lacked the most crucial thing: that indomitable drive to charge forward, heedless of life and death.
Now the truth had come to light. The identity of Xuan Yi had been exposed, and Shi Yi had revealed his true self. That was enough to rekindle Shi Hao's thirst for revenge.
Hatred truly could make a living being unleash unimaginable power. Shi Yi had gained a deep appreciation of that from a certain anime in his previous life.
Shi Yi's feelings toward his younger cousin, Shi Hao, were complicated.
The two were bound by extraordinarily tangled karma: their kinship, the stolen bone, the killing of a mother, the Rain Clan and Martial King Manor's relentless pursuit of that family of three, the advantage of foreknowledge Shi Yi gained from the original Shi Hao's experiences, their rivalry on the Great Dao, and the fact that Shi Hao was one of the few people he could count on in the future struggle against darkness and the uncanny...
If Shi Yi did not consider the bigger picture, if he lacked foreknowledge and only needed