"There's really no need for any grand thanks. You saved my life, and I haven't even repaid that yet."

I also clasped my fists toward Old Zhao, casually asking, "By the way, your Taoist Heart is steady, your demeanor so dignified, you don't seem like a Banished Immortal, how did you end up here?"

As I asked this question, I felt nervous inside.

I was touching upon Old Zhao's privacy, and if he thought I was prying, he might just turn hostile.

"Sit down," Old Zhao, however, seemed unbothered. Seeing that my large belly made me uncomfortable, he gestured for me to sit back down and replied calmly, "Of course, I'm not banished. Those who commit crimes where I'm from are punished by the Heavenly Dao and not sent down to the Lower Realm... I came here to catch a fugitive."

"Catch a fugitive?" I was eager to see Yu Longting's expression at that moment, but afraid Old Zhao would see through me, I had to feign calmness, "Is there... a celestial being that's come down here??"

Could it really be just like how Yu Longting tricked Yu Er, coming to catch Dragon Dad?

But no, this logic doesn't make sense to Yu Er.

But it can't fool me, who doesn't know Yu Longting is the son of Dragon Dad.

Old Zhao never regarded Yu Longting as an escaped criminal's son upon seeing him, always maintaining a calm attitude.

"No, it's someone here who has reached Mahayana but refuses to ascend." Old Zhao snorted softly, sitting upright on the Eight Immortals Chair behind him, "The fugitive's name is Qingyang, have you seen him?"

"I have... indeed seen him." Inside, I was feeling very complex, both surprised and relieved.

Who would have thought that the fugitive Old Zhao was looking for wasn't Dragon Dad, but that fellow Qingyang!!

I swallowed twice, ready to tattle like a schoolchild, "Qingyang has caused trouble for me and Yu Longting several times and has done quite a few bad deeds."

"Oh? Where is he now?" Old Zhao became serious.

I shook my head, "He keeps his whereabouts very closely guarded, ever since the last fight with him, we haven't encountered each other again."

"Forget it, even if I meet Qingyang now, I'm not his match." Old Zhao furrowed his brows, looking troubled, "Let alone capturing him."

Yu Longting, having observed quietly for a long time, suddenly spoke, "Why would you undergo Soul Dispersal voluntarily?"

Without undergoing Soul Dispersal, a wave of Old Zhao's hand could destroy the heavens and the earth.

This question, quite directly, hit the critical point.

"Mentioning this makes me furious." Old Zhao recalled something infuriating, speaking gloomily, "I couldn't stay here for too long; my essence is pure, and staying here for an extended period would let the turbid energy gradually erode my body, Qingyang hid too well, forcing me to linger too long, and my body got... over-eroded by the turbid energy..."

Everything in the world has its natural checks and balances; don't think that beings from above are overly strong.

It turns out they can't stay here for long either; if they linger, their pure celestial bodies get polluted, considered a natural limitation to beings as formidable as Old Zhao, achieving a certain balance.

Then, Old Zhao told us.

The Demon race that was once eradicated by cooperations of humans and monsters was, in fact, celestial bodies of ancients that got contaminated by the turbid energy, lacking the courage to undergo Soul Dispersal.

Eventually, they shattered into pieces, transforming into countless demons.

For Old Zhao, undergoing Soul Dispersal was the only option, otherwise, his fate would be quite grim.

To provide a reliable environment for Soul Dispersal, he even established a dynasty, becoming an Emperor.

Had craftsmen build an Underground Palace for him; once the palace was completed,

he remained inside it for centuries, using an Immortal Vase of Colored Glaze to create a temporary body.

Once the body was ready, he dared to proceed with Soul Dispersal.

Coincidentally, the Immortal Vase just formed a mortal infant's body, arriving precisely at the moment when the Evil Sect's trio Yun Hao, Xuanjing, and Ancestor of Foxes were being hunted by the Orthodox Sect.

According to what Ancestor of Foxes told Old Zhao, Yun Hao was already dead from the mobbing, Xuanjing had exhausted his nine lives and was trapped in a Fox Coffin in a deep slumber, leaving only Ancestor of Foxes severely injured, falling into the Underground Palace.

Old Zhao, in a moment of confusion, saved the fallen Nine-tailed Red Fox.

Also... made the decision he regretted most in his life... kindly healing her...

After sending away the Red Fox, Old Zhao finally underwent Soul Dispersal.

What a surprise, the Red Fox actually returned halfway.

She stole the Colored Glaze Immortal Vase within the Underground Palace, repaying kindness with treachery!

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