Mo Xingyun was confused as her consciousness slowly recovered. The last thing she rembered was her struggle to fight another Will inside her body. Unfortunately, all her struggles were futile; all her thods were useless.
She had to watch as she rapidly lost control of her body; the fear of watching herself beco soone else was indescribable.
Then, everything went black, and she entered a state similar to deep sleep.
Mo Xingyun frowned as she suddenly rembered multiple mories that were not hers. Well, they were hers, but her behavior in these mories was odd; many of them were things she would never do or even incapable of doing.
She took a mont to absorb all these mories. Finally, she heard a voice talking to her, so she focused:
"You are…Wang Wei's paw…I an, person?"
"That's correct," replied Wang Ju calmly.
"I did not expect he would be the one who saved . Why did he do it?"
After calming down and assessing the situation, Mo Xingyun returned to her calm and composed side.
"The Young Master said you owe a great karmic debt," replied Wang Ju.
"I see," muttered Mo Xingyun with no expression; no one knew what she was thinking. However, Wang Ju did not care. She waved her hand, and the seal on the little devil's body–which looked like scattered tattoos–gathered into one shape.
Then, she took a small imprint out of her body, surrounded by a shield.
"I can't believe I lost to a re slave," said a harsh voice from the imprint; the voice contained imnse killing intent.
Mo Xingyun's body instinctively trembled after hearing that voice. Then, she looked at the imprint with an even higher killing desire.
"You should be glad that it was this slave who took action. Otherwise, you wouldn't even have a chance to breathe before being annihilated," replied Wang Ju, who secretly sighed.
She rembered how much had changed since her cultivation journey. Her talent was subpar, but she was beautiful, hence why the Wang Clan made her the Young Master's maid.
The Young Master was lazy and did not want to spend ti finding another information handler. Thus, she also took the spot. Wang Ju knew without the young master's support, she would never succeed in becoming his shadow and pass all the tests.
And she realized her limitation during the Luck Trial after becoming useless in preventing the Young Master's assassination from the Death Order Palace. After this incident, she feared becoming useless, fearing she could not follow the Young Master's footsteps.
But Wang Ju took this mont to look at her achievents. Her strength was on par with the best Dao Ancestors for a period of ti, and if she uses her Ultimate Attack, the world will awe at her presense.
Additionally, she efficiently dealt with an Eternal Emperor trying to revive itselves.
'I will never forget the person who gave all this.' This phrase has been her motto for all the millions of years she spent cultivating; it has been ingrained deep in her blood and soul.
"Tell Wang Wei this is not over," said the Heaven Devouring Emperor through the bloodline imprint. "When I revive, we will et again, and I will deal with him."
"When you revive, my Young Master will reach a realm you can only look up to," countered Wang Ju. "By then, if you are smart, you will stay far away to save your pitiful life."
Wang Ju heard a cold snort but did not care; she completely sealed the imprint before putting it away. Finally, she focused on Mo Xingyun and said:
"Now, please give up this battle and exit the premises."
Mo Xingyun frowned as she paused for a mont, "Well–"
Before she finished uttering her following sentence, she felt a terrifying aura locking her body. She knew if she resisted, her fate would be a devastating blow that would instantly kill her.
"Relax, relax, I give up," said Mo Xingyun with a lonely sigh. Her complexion beca even worse as she watched a white light envelop her.
"Wise choice," said Wang Ju before waving her hand to take Mo Xingyun's space ring. Then, her expression suddenly beca grave, and she kicked to her right side.
Boom!
Sothing else fought back, and their clash generated a powerful shockwave that even Mo Xingyun could not bear. Wang Ju looked at the intruder and uttered:
"Di Tian's shadow."
Nurous thoughts flashed in her mind as she understood why it happened. After allowing the Heaven-Devouring Emperor to escape and lower his guard, Di Tian must have paid attention to him and even placed sothing in his body to follow.
And now, his shadow took action to prevent her from getting more benefits.
'Mo Xingyun, take your space ring and leave,' communicated the Shadow through Divine Sense.
The little devil looked at these two people before glancing at her space ring. Without hesitation, she rushed to take it. Wang Ju tried to block her, but the Shadow intercepted her.
After a few seconds, Mo Xingyun disappeared from the battlefield. The Shadow glanced at Wang Ju before also leaving. His task was only to observe, gather information, and prevent Wang Wei's group from getting too many opportunities and advantages.
So, he returned to report to his boss, and Wang Ju did the sa.
"Young Master, I'm sorry I did not complete the mission," she said with her head bowed.
"It's fine," replied Wang Wei, who opened his eyes. "Our main objective was Mo Xingyun and the bloodline imprint."
Wang Wei knew the most valuable object from that ring was the Mo Clan's Eternal Artifact–the Heaven Swallowing Pot. Unfortunately, this thing is troubleso even for the Dao Opening Sect.
Emperor Artifacts bonded by a faction's Luck are extrely difficult to use. Wang Wei would need to either destroy the Mo Clan or use the sect's luck to wash away the pot's connection with the Mo Clan.
And neither of these two things was easily achievable–especially since the Heaven-Devouring Emperor might leave so hidden things in his artifact.
Lastly, Luck-binding Emperor Artifacts are different from the ones a sect acquires through other fortunate encounters–they are the foundation of their factions.
As such, the Mo Clan would never allow their family to lose the Heaven Swallowing Pot. So, they would not hesitate to start an Emperor-Dao War with the Dao Opening Sect.
Although Wang Wei would not care about such a thing–especially after proving the Dao–it is possible for the Mo Clan to use this ti to cause trouble.
The political strength of the sect has been drastically increasing in this generation, making many people unhappy and worried. So, if they have a legit reason or opportunity to make trouble, many will take it.
So, Wang Wei did not care about losing the ring. It would be good to have it and use that Dao Artifact Set for his team, but it's fine if he did not.
"Tell them what happened," said Wang Wei as he took the bloodline imprint from her. So, Wang Ju repeated her experience, not missing a word.
"This is not over?" he muttered with a sneer. "He's wrong about that."
Wang Wei looked in the distance before grabbing the empty hair. Then, the space around twisted before a young man with black hair and red eyes appeared before him; the stench of karmic sins was also palpable.
"Young master, this is?"
"The Heaven-Devouring Emperor's backup plan," replied Wang Wei. "This person is secretly a mber of the Mo Clan from his lineage."
"He has his bloodline imprint?" she asked in surprise.
"Yes. So, even if Mo Xingyun failed, he had another way to revive and continue the battle."
However, Wang Ju frowned after seeing the silent young man, "This person is too weak; there is nothing he can do."
"As long as he hides well enough and attacks after Di Tian and I are done fighting and are in a weakened state, he has a high chance of succeeding."
"So, he has a third Dao Artifact?"
"Very likely," replied Wang Wei. "Plus, this guy's real purpose might be sothing else."
"Survive the battle," added Wang Ju after thinking about it for a mont.
"Yes. As long as the Heaven-Devouring Emperor survives, he can find other ways to revive himself."
Wang Wei sighed–no one should underestimate a Dao Lord. The Heaven-Devouring Emperor lost because he could not completely hide his arrogance and because of his twisted psychological mindset, he had toward him.
Based on his analysis, Wang Wei believed the latter saw their battle as a competition to show that he was not any worse than a true Dao Overlord.
In his mindset, the Heaven Devouring Emperors believed he was not a Dao Overlord because he did not take the trial, but his intelligence was not worse than Wang Wei or any other Dao Overlord.
'Unfortunately, he failed to understand that being a Dao Overlord is not just about intelligence, but also knowing your mind and weakness and not allowing anyone to use it against you.'
If the Heaven-Devouring Emperor could control his pride and arrogance, and accept the fact his current self was nothing compared to his day as an Eternal, then it would not be so simple to sche against him.
"Young master, do you think there is also a third bloodline imprint?" asked Wang Ju
Wang Wei paused, "Logically speaking, the conditions for bloodline imprint are harsh and require the descendants to not only be powerful but also have a certain fit.
"However, the Heaven-Devouring Emperor's technique seed unique. Or, it might have sothing to do with his Devouring Dao that allows him to adapt to any of his descendant's bodies.
"However, it doesn't matter whether there is a third one since I already guessed where it would be."
"Where?" asked Wang Ju.
"The Devil God World."
Her eyes suddenly lit up, "He wants to absorb the Devil Gods to revive himself?"
"Most likely."
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