The old monk's expression was already as grim as could be. Seeing Gong Yue's actions, his pupils contracted, and he said through gritted teeth:
"Even if everything you said is true, are you planning to kill me now?
Though I am not High Person Jialan's true reincarnation, as you said, my spirit soul contains a trace of Jialan's origin essence. That makes me half your master.
If you attack me, you may suffer a backlash from the Moon-Refining Mirror, causing this trace of sentience to vanish from heaven and earth."
"Why would I kill you?
Old Jialan only instructed me to observe this attempt at reincarnation.
As for what you did during the process, what sort of people you became, or even whether the reincarnation truly succeeded, none of that mattered to him. He merely wanted to know whether it worked."
Gong Yue replied calmly. The silver radiance in his hand faded, and the ancient silver mirror sank straight into his body, disappearing from sight.
The next moment, silver light flowed through his formerly translucent figure, making it solid and lifelike.
Seeing this, Wang Yu could not help giving Gong Yue's current body a few extra looks, yet he found nothing that distinguished it from an ordinary person's.
"Then why have you appeared here now? To stop me from opening the Treasure Vault and taking the treasures inside?" The old monk felt considerably reassured by Gong Yue's reply, and his gaze returned to the enormous bronze doors that had already opened.
He had no idea what restrictive seal had been placed behind the bronze doors. From outside, the Treasure Vault looked pitch-black, and even when he swept it with his divine thought, he could not penetrate it in the slightest.
After all, having already lived for six or seven hundred