“Oh?”

Bastard Seacliff’s words struck fear into the heart of the junior pontiff. He had been hoping to use the man to do his dirty work for him. But who could have guessed that Bastard Seacliff, who had cut down Prince Nobledeath of the Executors of the Ancient Road, would also be afraid of the purrling? It only went to reinforce how terrifying the thing actually was.

The people from the Royal Palace of Assassins had died as quickly as ants tossed into boiling water, the sight of which still lingered in the junior pontiff’s mind. And here Bastard Seacliff was saying that he wasn’t sure if even his own father could do anything to the purrling. In fact, the junior pontiff suspected he wasn't telling the truth, because wouldn’t that imply that the purrling was completely invincible? And if the Will Manifestation Heaven Sect was going to dominate the sect assembly, then what would everyone else be able to gain?

Looking as cynical as ever, Bastard Seacliff said, “Apparently you’re unaware of the fact that the Woodfern Couple Palace is responsible for...