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The actions of Wisdom Supreme left everyone stunned. Huo Qi, though not very close, was the first to rush towards Wisdom Supreme to confirm his death. He shook his head at Sang Qingxiao and turned to look at Misha, who was bathed in the light of Buddha, his expression filled with confusion. It seemed that Buddha Cultivation had a significant restraining effect on demons, especially with this Sarira, which was practically a lethal weapon against them!
The Demon Seed he had given to Wisdom Supreme was of considerable level, and after only a short time under the Buddha's light, Wisdom Supreme had laid down his weapon and achieved enlightenment, ultimately passing judgment on himself and delivering the final blow to the Execution Ground.
Huo Qi's gaze towards Misha now held a hint of vigilance and wariness. At that moment, Old Vine was shouting frantically in Sang Qingxiao's ear; Misha's injuries were rapidly healing! This was indeed good news.
What about the side effects from the previous fusion? With the surge in Buddha Cultivation power within him, how could the Qilin Bloodline dare to act recklessly? Side effects like drowsiness or loss of power should not occur. However, the dazzling golden light was too conspicuous, and it was uncertain when the healing would conclude. They needed to move quickly.
Sang Qingxiao felt there was no need to rush; after all, some people had already witnessed what happened. She needed to confirm something else. With Wisdom Supreme just dead and his soul still in his body, Sang Qingxiao quickly extracted his memories regarding the modification of Xuan Yin and organized them for Old Vine as a reference for healing. However, as she examined the rest of the memories more closely, her confusion deepened.
Initially suspecting that Mirror Demon’s amnesia was caused by Wisdom Supreme—despite his lack of strength—he could have relied on the modified Xuan Yin to severely injure Mirror Demon and cause amnesia. Yet, there was no trace of Mirror Demon in Wisdom Supreme's memories.
After Qi Xiaomian made thorough arrangements, he arrived late on horseback with a group of guards following behind him. He had already learned about the general situation from Xiao Ye. Dismounting, he approached Sang Qingxiao and said, "I specifically brought a carriage to pick you up. Let's help Misha onto it; the city is under martial law now, and I will escort you."
Sang Qingxiao glanced at the soldiers behind him and questioned their origin. "Where did they come from?"
"A temporary detachment from a neighboring county," Qi Xiaomian explained dismissively. "They look intimidating on the surface, but inside they are just showy fighters. I added some people from Wolf Howl Camp; they should suffice for now."
"The situation in the palace is not good?"
"The Emperor just woke up from his slumber," Qi Xiaomian replied with concern. "He is paranoid and even more irritable than before. Cai Gonggong has been with him for many years, yet upon waking up, his first thought was to kill Cai Zhuo. Although I know he is being controlled by an unknown illness, my heart feels inexplicably cold."
"Is he still causing trouble?"
"This time it was my intervention that caused him to faint again," Qi Xiaomian said with a wry smile.
Sang Qingxiao looked at him disapprovingly.
Qi Xiaomian chuckled. "At that moment, Two Lords happened to enter the palace and witnessed the Emperor going mad—not only did he harm others without restraint, but he almost injured himself as well. With so many eyes watching, if I hadn’t acted then, it would have been hard to explain."
The entire Great Jing Dynasty believes that he treats me better than his own son. I must take actions that even his biological son would be wary of to demonstrate my sincere loyalty.
Don't let your father find out; he will get jealous and start nagging endlessly.
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