As Patriarch Golden Vajra Warrior got more and more nervous, he happened to notice Xu Qing looking at the whirlpool. Within Xu Qing’s eyes were keen anticipation.0

As far as the patriarch could remember, Xu Qing had never looked at him in that way. That caused the patriarch to grow even more flustered inwardly. Lightning started flickering in his eyes, as he apparently pushed himself to the limit. Madness swelled within him as he looked at Xu Qing and spoke via divine will, “Milord, please produce those mirrors for me.”1

Despite being spoken with divine will, it was still possible for Xu Qing to sense the determination and madness in the words. Glancing at the patriarch, he waved his hand, sending out the collection of mirrors from August Spirit Nethersprite’s mansion grotto.1

Without another word, the patriarch sent the skewer flying toward the mirrors. He stabbed into the nearest one, and a scream rang out as the spirit automaton within it was devoured by the patriarch.1

Xu Qing had previously inspected that so-called spirit automaton,...0