When she first agreed to give him this grand gift, Mysterious Subtlety True Cultivator had indeed decided what she would say.
She simply hadn't expected this day to come so soon.
Originally, she had planned to keep cultivating until she felt confident enough to avenge herself in person.
Now, it seemed there was no need to insist on waiting until then.
After sending word of the Yin-Yang Sect's situation back to the Mountain Gate,
the two of them went together to a peak outside the sect.
Mysterious Subtlety True Cultivator gazed into the distance, drew a deep breath, and asked,
"Speaking of which, how much do you know about Divine Dragon Mountain?"
Ye Li answered honestly, "I've killed two of their prodigies, Chen Tiandi and Xiang Tiantian."
"I don't know much beyond that."
Everything he said was true.
Both men had tried to kill him, so their deaths at his hands were hardly unjust.
But he hadn't seen any particularly obvious problems within Divine Dragon Mountain in the Memory Scroll.
Otherwise, he would never have waited for Mysterious Subtlety True Cultivator to tell him. He would have said his farewells and headed straight to [Divine Dragon Mountain].
"Then you really wouldn't have seen much."
Mysterious Subtlety True Cultivator chuckled at his answer.
"Aside from their deranged mountain lord, most members of Divine Dragon Mountain merely enjoy injecting a little dragon blood into themselves."
"They use it to strengthen their bodies and enhance the power of the methods they cultivate."
"And most of the dragon blood they normally use comes from the sect's stockpiles, ancient ruins, or demonic beasts hunted by ordinary means."
"There's nothing inherently wrong with any of that."
Ye Li raised an eyebrow slightly. "You mean there's something wrong with the mountain lord?"
"Very wrong."
The smile gradually