The Red Dragon King stared fixedly at the instant Wukong's Spirit Soul lost focus.
But just as he was about to act, he sensed the Yellow Matron Spirit Deity watching from beyond the door. He snuffed out that thought and continued his explanation.
"The Sword of Returning Ten Thousand Rivers was once wielded by your mother. But she soon discovered the sword's sinister nature and had no intention of stepping into the destiny woven by the Celestial Maiden."
Whoever wielded her treasure would surely suffer her curse.
Heng Hua recalled the myriad treasures he had left behind in Nanyanfu Continent.
Those who held those treasures would walk into the destiny he had arranged, precisely the same as the Celestial Maiden's methods. If a person of great wisdom perceived the mystery within, they naturally would not casually take control of and keep those treasures.
As for Mother...
"Yes," Wukong's Spirit Soul murmured. "Father said that when he was young, Mother and he had been evenly matched, neither yielding an inch. When Mother was young, she, Father, and Godfather could all deal with Yu Xiaolei's adoptive father. If she had an immortal sword in hand, that would make sense—but why did that immortal sword end up in the Purple Sovereign Pavilion?"
"You're asking me? Are you her son, or am I?"
The Spirit Soul fixed his gaze on the Dragon King and suddenly said, "Brother King."
After thinking it over, the Dragon King's face immediately darkened. "Get lost—"
"Five. I'll help you preserve five descendants. Three in Nanyanfu, and I'll find you two among the Earth Dragon Race."
His expression abruptly changed, and the Dragon King continued, "Your mother made the trade willingly. She dug up a map from the Purple Sovereign Pavilion, borrowed a Grandmaster, and made a trip to Taiyin