After hearing the Mysterious Girl Qiu Yue's speculation about Venerable Xuantian's motives, Lin Yi's gaze darkened slightly. His face revealed neither complete belief nor disbelief, but his eyes held a trace of cautious contemplation.
After a brief pause, he asked in a low voice, "What kind of enmity do you and Xuantian have?"
At his words, Qiu Yue's previously calm expression suddenly stiffened, and her aura instantly fell silent.
She lowered her eyes and remained silent for a moment before speaking coolly, her voice carrying a chill she could not suppress. "An irreconcilable blood feud. When the time is right, you'll naturally find out."
Seeing how guarded she was, Lin Yi raised an eyebrow and teased her with a hint of amusement. "Tsk tsk, judging by your reaction, could it be that Xuantian once betrayed you?"
The moment those words left his mouth, the coldness around Qiu Yue surged. A fierce hostility once more covered her features as she snapped, "Shut up! Even if I died and my soul scattered, I would never possibly fancy such a despicable wretch!"
Seeing her flare up so fiercely, unwilling to tolerate even a word more, Lin Yi merely shook his head and did not press the matter further.
He knew where to draw the line.
There was likely truth mixed with falsehood in Qiu Yue's words, making it difficult to distinguish reality from deception. But one thing was beyond doubt: most Qi Cultivation Methods were probably traps.
If those lofty peak Emperor Realm experts of the Source Realm learned the truth—that Venerable Xuantian knew the inside story of the Qi Cultivation Methods yet had still deceived them—the fury and turmoil that followed would likely be difficult even for Venerable Xuantian to suppress.
Lin Yi then looked at Qiu Yue again and asked solemnly,