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Qi Xiaomian recalled Xiao Han's notes. Since his rise to power, the secrets he encountered had multiplied. After becoming a figure of authority, he had personally overseen part of the spy roster, making significant alterations within it. During the elimination of spies, he likely also unwittingly reduced the number of Demon Seeds.
This would be discussed later. With the Entity eradicated, the Demon Seeds would not last long either. For safety's sake, he planned to review the list once more.
"You continue," Phantom said. "The Demon Seeds in Dayu and Great Jing are intended for infiltration, allowing them to breed on their own."
That individual, filled with hatred, often declared a desire to exterminate all immortals. This continent was merely a stepping stone for him; when he opened the path to ascension, it might very well cease to exist.
After expressing his thoughts, Phantom spoke more fluently. The royal family believed that what they saw in the palace was the head of the dragon; in reality, it was merely the tip of its tail. The true head lay within the opening of Dubu Mountain.
People thought that opening was an active volcano; however, the smoke spewing forth, laced with sparks, was merely the breath of the Cursed Dragon while it slept. They mistakenly believed that when the black mist dissipated, a clear pool would appear at the opening, surrounded by gentle breezes that revived all living things overnight—a miraculous sight bestowed by deities.
In truth, it was during the awakening period of the Cursed Dragon that danger peaked. The Holy Child was cast into this clear pool during this interval. If the Cursed Dragon did not satiate its hunger, all of Dubu Mountain would transform into a hell on earth.
The royal family only needed to utter a single phrase: there were gods on the mountain and not enough servants to attend to them. With a bit more silver exchanged, they could send Government officials to beat drums and sing praises, while their families joyfully accepted.
Yet no one knew that those so-called servants had long since met their demise, with no chance of reincarnation left.
As Phantom recounted this tale, Qi Xiaomian heard Huo Qi's voice in his ear. Huo Qi was concealed beneath an invisibility charm and stood right beside him; others were hidden throughout the Taoist temple in case of emergencies.
Huo Qi said, "I sense a faint trace of dragon breath on this Phantom. It doesn’t seem like surface contamination but rather something from within. You should clarify this."
Qi Xiaomian nodded and asked about the Cursed Dragon's awakenings. Aside from acquiring methods to counteract its influence and manipulating the Great Ginger Royal Family, had it done anything else?
For instance, there was that peculiar stone from Dayu claiming to be benevolent; it had indeed done quite a bit of good according to its own description—it claimed to have been abandoned by demons.
"You even encountered it? Ah, it truly is the last remnant of goodwill from that being."
The one subjected to underground tortures had a fractured mind; both good and evil thoughts became personified and possessed their own magical powers. When they clashed, chaos ensued.
When that being awoke, it was always accompanied by headaches. At first tolerable, as time passed and with increasing consumption of Holy Children and even mortals, the resistance from its goodwill grew louder.
Seizing an opportunity, it completely discarded that goodwill—not only did it cast it away but also used benevolent methods to deceive it into releasing numerous Demon Seeds.
It seemed they had finally found the right target.
Qi Xiaomian continued questioning, "And you? You aren't also a split-off from the Cursed Dragon, are you?"
Phantom appeared flustered. "I... I am not."
"I sensed it," Qi Xiaomian released some pressure again. "You carry quite a bit of dragon breath on you. You previously mentioned wanting to distance yourself from it; if dragon breath were merely surface-level contamination and not contacted for an extended period, it would have dissipated long ago."
As long as it still exists, it can only be something inherent to oneself. Hearing you refer to it as "an adult" like this...
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