President Mu observed the situation and realized that this matter was probably not so simple.
Otherwise, the Minister of Imperial Sacrificial Worship wouldn’t have asked about it specifically.
"To put it clearly, the Fu Tian Pill is a heavenly treasure with imnse utility. As far as I know, the Fu Tian Pill is now in the hands of the Corpse King Guihu. He is the greatest evil king of ancient tis, and his appearances are always accompanied by natural disasters, wreaking havoc on countless lives. Recently, he awakened from the Undying Coffin and hasn’t been seen since. When he left, he took the Fu Tian Pill with him. Various major sects, including the Ancient Sacred Institute, are all hunting him down."
Monk Fengxi did not hide anything.
Based on the joss paper, the Corpse King Guihu has already arrived in Purple Cloud City.
He is quite capable, being able to conceal his ghost energy entirely.
Unfortunately, he overlooked sothing; while he can hide his ghost energy, he forgot about the aura of the Fu Tian Pill.
"This..."
President Mu’s expression changed upon hearing the origins of the Corpse King.
"President Mu, do you have any secrets hard to disclose? Rest assured, I won’t let the Corpse King harm your granddaughter."
Monk Fengxi looked at President Mu.
"Master Fengxi, the illness of this old man wasn’t cured by the Corpse King, the person is a good soul. I promised that unless she agrees, under no circumstances would I reveal her identity. Please do not make it difficult for this old man, I will not say anything."
After much contemplation, President Mu still didn’t disclose the new leader’s identity.
The affair in Taoyao Pavilion and Xin Lin’s extraordinary dical skills made President Mu vaguely suspect that she might have so connection with the Corpse King.
After all, she is just a child with boundless potential and shouldn’t be targeted by the major sects.
"Since President Mu is unwilling to speak, I won’t force the matter. Ti is about up, President Mu must be on his way."
Monk Fengxi did not make things difficult for him either.
He uttered a Buddhist chant.
With hands folded together, the seven-colored Buddhist beads in his hands began to spin with crackling sounds.
Underneath President Mu, a burst of light streaked as his figure quickly vanished, re-entering the cycle of reincarnation.
"Could it be her?"
Monk Fengxi stood up, his eyes filled with a bit of uncertainty.
President Mu thought he had deceived Monk Fengxi.
Yet he was unaware that Monk Fengxi had already investigated all the people President Mu interacted with before and after his death.
Among them were Xin Lin, Empress Feng, and several Spiritual Delicacy Masters in the city.
"Xin Lin... or Empress Feng, hopefully, it isn’t her."
Monk Fengxi wondered, hesitating as the face of a mischievous child flashed across his mind.
If it truly was her, then what should be done?
Monk Fengxi rubbed his bald head, feeling a headache for the first ti.
Achoo—
In a cave beneath Black Water Lake, Xin Lin sneezed heavily.
A claw of wind swept past her ear.
She quickly dodged, but a line of blood inevitably appeared on her cheek.
"Just an Advanced Yin Sha is this formidable."
Xin Lin focused her mind, looking ahead and panting lightly.
It was her second day within the Dragon Ancient Tomb.
Guided by Gui Hu’s advice, she was determined to cultivate through practical combat in the Dragon Ancient Tomb.
Originally, she had so confidence, but when truly up against an evolved Advanced Yin Sha alone, Xin Lin realized the truth behind the saying ’seeing is believing’.
"Fire God Fist!"
She smashed her fist into the head of the Advanced Yin Sha, its head burst open, yet its body remained agile as ever, with skeletal hands striking toward Xin Lin’s heart.
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