Settling Loose Ends, Contemplating Stillness

Only after watching Shi Xuan and Meng Nishang fly into its main hall with its own eyes did Lingxiao Hall realize that the suppression on its aura had vanished. It hurriedly possessed Great Heavenly Venerate Wang Wenhan, stepped forward several paces, and knelt to beg for mercy. "True Lord Shi, True Lord Meng, this lowly one was forced into this by Rakshasa Divine Lord. This lowly one is merely a Three Tribulation Pure Yang Magic Treasure. Before a Heavenly Sovereign near the Fourth Tribulation, how could I have had any room to resist? You two are magnanimous; please spare this lowly one. I am willing to do anything you ask!"

As a Three Tribulation Pure Yang Magic Treasure, its Artifact Spirit had only just been born and had yet to take shape. Its temperament and intelligence were both poor. Faced with a matter of life and death, how could it care about its pride? Had its intelligence not been so limited that it could not think of more elaborate ways to plead for mercy, it might even have stripped naked, carried thorny branches on its back, and rolled about atop ice condensed by the Myriad Worlds Freezing Divine Light. To it, it had to clutch tightly to every life-saving straw. Otherwise, with but a thought from Shi Xuan and Meng Nishang, its hundreds of thousands of years of bitter cultivation would turn into nothing but a painted cake to satisfy hunger.

Shi Xuan smiled without the slightest anger. "You come from under the Divine Emperor, so it is only natural that you would fear Rakshasa Divine Lord. Moreover, the disparity in your strength was far too great. Even if Rakshasa Divine Lord wished to act openly and honorably and could not conveniently act in person, she could still have dispatched