It was precisely this unease that made him eager to kill Li Xizhou, that made him go to the Heart of the Western Court to test Pei Ye.
Because every problem could be crudely solved by killing. He had happened to bring a portion of Qilin Blood, and used it to pin Li Xizhou down as well.
But there had been another subtle accident-she had left another little door open for Pei Ye.
Clearly, she could not bring people in at will. Otherwise, she could have let in two or three Sky Tower cultivators, enough to sweep everything aside in Zhao Lingjun's absence.
But even if she could bring in only one person, why had that person been Pei Ye?
She had made that choice beforehand. Would she regret it now?
Could adding a wet-behind-the-ears Pei Ye really stand against these two spears of the Northern Frontier?
He and Monk had disagreed somewhat when they left earlier. He thought they should stay on guard. In a few hours, the Scale Demons would gnaw through the Merfolk Silk, and then, whether there was one person inside or two, they could simply kill them.
But Monk thought they should return to take control of heaven and earth. The Mirage Realm was still sealed, and the two could not escape no matter what. Controlling this realm was the capital that would put them beyond defeat.
His spear was bigger, so Yong Ji had listened to him.
Monk offered a hand glowing with golden light. Yong Ji touched it, recited a passage of Buddhist scripture, and settled the agitation in his heart.
He sighed softly.
A few groundless stirrings of unease, two lambs awaiting slaughter.
But just then, Monk suddenly opened his eyes.
A delicate, swaying flower grew from the ground between them.
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