Master She, alarmed, immediately said: “I have a secret.”
Mo Hua silently observed him.
Feeling unnerved under Mo Hua’s gaze, knowing that Little Yama had an innocent face but merciless hands, Master She didn’t dare beat around the bush and instead said with trembling teeth:
“I am… a royal descendant of the Great Wilderness…”
Gu An and Gu Quan’s expressions both changed.
Mo Hua frowned, “Royal descendant?”
Master She said: “To the south of Li State, the endless mountains, Shentu dominating, the Great Wilderness enshrined as king…”
“I am a descendant of the Shentu Clan, with the bloodline of the Great Wilderness Imperial Family running through my veins!”
Mo Hua was inwardly shocked, but then he revealed a meaningful look, glancing at Master She, “You?”
He was full of disbelief.
Master She was angry, but he did not dare to show his anger towards Mo Hua, he could only carry a deeply melancholic tone as he said:
“I really didn’t lie to you…”
“The Great Wilderness Imperial Family… has perished, and only a few descendants scattered across the Nine State, struggling to survive, are a far cry from their former glory, and it is difficult for them to restore the prosperity of the Great Wilderness Royal Court…”
“I didn’t even dare to use my real surname, so I just chose a character that looks similar and adopted ‘She’ as my surname…”
Mo Hua’s eyelids twitched slightly.
Shentu?
She… Tu.
Mr. Tu?
Could that Mr. Tu also be a descendant of the Da Huai Imperial Family?
Mo Hua glanced at Master She, but still repressed his curiosity and did not voice out the words “Mr. Tu”.
Gu An frowned and whispered: “Young Master Mo, if this person is indeed a Great Wilderness royal descendant, I’m afraid… it’s not good to slaughter him on the spot…”
Mo Hua was somewhat puzzled.
Gu An explained: “More than a thousand years ago, the Shentu of the Great Wilderness rebelled, overstepped the Daoist Court, and proclaimed themselves emperor, which led to the suppression and siege by the Azure Dragon Dao Soldiers dispatched by the Dao Court Faction.”
“The war was brutal, lasting for decades, and in the end, the Great Wilderness Emperor was beheaded, and the rest of the Imperial Family were all executed. Not many survived…”
“If he truly has the blood of the Great Wilderness Imperial Family, that would be no small matter. He cannot be killed recklessly…”
Mo Hua gave a noncommittal look, then glanced at Master She, his eyes showing contemplation, and the murderous intent around him flickering unpredictably.
Master She felt his scalp tingle.
He understood the River God’s nightmare journey. In the dictionary of this lawless Little Yama, there surely isn’t a rule that says “royal descendants must not be killed.”
If he really harbored the intention to kill, not even the deities could save him.
“Don’t kill me, I’ll agree to any demand!” Master She said with a panicked look.
Seeing Master She’s expression, Mo Hua thought for a moment.
This Master She… might be useful in the future.
It was not a bad idea to keep him alive, but he needed to be threatened to keep quiet, especially from disclosing anything about himself.
Mo Hua gave a slight nod, pondered for a while, then approached Master She and whispered:
“I can spare your life, but you must keep your mouth shut, as if you never saw me, and don’t speak of anything related to me, especially to your ‘Divine Lord’…”
Master She’s expression changed uncertainly.
“Don’t forget…”
Mo Hua smiled faintly, his smile carrying a bit of malevolence.
“…at the River God Temple, who was it that initiated the altar, who led me into the nightmare…”
“And within the dream, who was it that opened the door for me, who led the way, who divulged secrets to me, who conspired with me…”
Mo Hua gently patted Master She’s shoulder, “It was you.”
Master She shuddered in fright and hastily said:
“I didn’t! I didn’t conspire!”
Mo Hua sighed, “You say you didn’t conspire, but will others believe that? Think about it, would you believe it yourself?”
Master She was at a loss for words, his expression full of agony.
He realized a terrifying truth: without knowing it, he seemed to have become a traitor to the ‘Divine Lord’.
The kind that can’t wash clean even if he jumped into the Mistwater River…
“But the River God already knows…” Master She said with a fearful expression.
“No,” Mo Hua shook his head, “It knows nothing anymore.”
Master She was startled, somewhat confused, and then he suddenly understood something, his complexion turned pale as he spoke incredulously:
“You, you…”
During the nightmare, he had fainted when the River God exercised the Blood River Divine Skills. After that, he was incoherent, not knowing what had happened until he woke up inexplicably lying on the ground, pretending to be dead.
At this moment, he realized…
Why the nightmare collapsed, why all these people woke up unharmed, why the River God not only did not erase them but even released the sacrificial Divine Souls of those two children…
Because the River God, it was already…
A chill went straight to the heart, making Master She shiver all over, he didn’t even dare to look directly at Mo Hua.
It was as if Mo Hua was a terrifying Evil God.
Mortals, must not gaze directly at a deity.
Mo Hua spoke again with a gentle voice:
“The nightmare has vanished, the River God is gone… So, as long as you stay silent, no one will know what happened in the nightmare, and no one will know you were the traitorous guide…”
Although Master She was afraid, he still trembled as he tried to defend his innocence:
“I… am not a traitor.”
“Does it matter? Who would care?” Mo Hua sighed.
“Whether you are or not, you are now…” Mo Hua’s voice seemed to carry an enticing Evil Power.
Master She collapsed to the ground, his face ashen.
A thought deeply rooted in his heart:
“I am a traitor now…”