Chapter 2442: Chapter 2391: Saintess

When he saw her pure expression, Zu An knew Ji Xiaoxi was only saying that because she didn’t want him to worry too much. He couldn't help but feel a bit broken-hearted inside. He held her hands tightly and said, “Xiaoxi, don’t worry. I'll definitely help you find the things needed to treat your special constitution.”

Jiang Luofu also squatted down and said softly, “Xiaoxi, everyone will help you. You absolutely cannot give up hope.”

Ji Xiaoxi voiced her agreement. She didn’t really care what the results were like, but if her big brother Zu continued to hold her hand like this, no matter how many scary things she ended up encountering, they still wouldn’t be scary anymore.

Salamay felt really awful inside when she saw that even though Ji Xiaoxi had such a detestable poison body, she was still surrounded by people. She couldn't help but say out of spite, “You’ve already come into contact with so many poisons in the underground city and made a powerful poison that could even poison the Monster Lord, so the innate Cruel Poison Constitution has already been awakened. Even if I hadn't done anything, your condition would’ve quickly awakened as well. And yet you still want to live a lifetime without anything happening?”

Zu An’s expression grew cold. “Shut up. Are you courting death right now?”

Salamay craned her neck, undeterred, and said, “I’m just speaking the truth. And you’ve already agreed to let us go. Is an outstanding figure like yourself really going to go back on your word?”

Zu An took a deep breath and calmed himself down. He ignored her and turned to Mojard instead, saying, “I’m going to ask you a few questions. Once you answer them, I’ll let you leave.”

Mojard bowed. “Thank you. Please ask away, your distinguished self.”

“You accompanied the Lord of Slaughter in invading this world. What was the situation like back then? Tell me roughly what happened.” Zu An needed to know more information related to this world.

“The Fiend Emperor?” Zu An was surprised.

“That;s right. This world seemed to have many different races, but the Fiend races occupied a position of absolute power. The other races all bowed before the Fiend Emperor…” Mojard explained.

Many people’s expressions became a bit strange. They had already gotten used to the human race holding the superior position, and hadn’t expected this age to be the exact opposite.

Jiang Luofu began to think to herself. She read extensively, so she knew that the Fiend races had once been the most powerful faction. But later, they had suddenly weakened, which thus allowed the human race to flourish and eventually overtake the Fiend races. After many bloody battles, the latter were ultimately forced into the extreme north’s bitter and cold lands.

Countless scholars had tried to research the reason for the Fiend races’ sudden decline and there had been all kinds of theories, but no conclusive agreement could be reached. It now seemed that the reason could be related to the monsters' great invasion.

Mojard continued, “Still, just how powerful was our Monster World? We had already conquered countless powerful worlds. When we learned that the front lines had suffered defeat, the late lord decided to participate himself. He also brought me, the Monster Lord, and many other powerful individuals to invade together. With that, this world’s resistance army could no longer hold on and were forced back step by step.”

“Wait.” Zu An suddenly looked at Mojard. “From what I know, your position used to be very high. You were someone of equal reputation to the Monster Lord. Your cultivation is high, but it doesn’t seem to be as powerful as it should be...”

Even though the Monster Lord had been able to utilize more resources as the ruler of the Monster World, with Mojard’s current cultivation, it really was hard to imagine that he could act as the Lord of Slaughter’s right hand man.

When he heard that, Mojard’s expression grew a bit dispirited. “That’s because I previously experienced a serious injury that damaged my foundation. From then on, my cultivation never improved, and regressed instead. If it weren’t for that, the first miss wouldn’t have had to suffer so many years of bitterness.”

Salamay said reassuringly, “Uncle Mo, you’ve already helped me a lot. There’s no need to blame yourself.”

Mojard was a bit shaken when he heard that. It almost seemed as if all of the suffering he'd experienced over the years was worth it.

“Serious injury?” Zu An suddenly thought of a possibility. “Was it during this age that you were injured?”

“That’s right.” Mojard’s expression suddenly became a bit blank. “It was indeed in this invasion of the Cultivation World that I was injured. But what's strange is that I don’t even remember how I was injured back then.”

“You can’t remember?” Zu An’s brows furrowed tightly. Why did it sound so strange?

“That’s right. I was really confused about that, so over the years, I tried many methods. Later, a divine physician told me that my brain was likely injured, which caused some memory loss. Furthermore, I had to protect the first miss to escape from the Monster Lord’s clutches, so I gradually became less concerned with this question.” As he spoke, Mojard’s expression became a bit forlorn. To fall to his current state from being someone on par with the Monster Lord… It would be a lie if he said that he didn’t care at all. But after thousands of years, it had already become completely meaningless even if he learned how he was injured.

When Zu An heard that response, he continued, “And what happened after that battle?”

“What else could’ve happened?” Mojard’s tone carried a bit of pride. “The late lord set out personally and the Monster World’s most powerful individuals participated as well. How could the resistance of this world possibly withstand it?

“The Fiend Emperor was killed, and subsequently the Fiend races’ army also crumbled. This world’s defeat was already decided,” Mojard explained, but then quickly changed the topic. “But we might’ve celebrated too soon. After seeing the main forces of this world collapse, the late lord concluded that the outcome was already set, so he no longer participated himself. Instead, he went to the Fiend races' Imperial Tomb to research something and didn’t show himself much again…”

When he heard that, Zu An couldn't help but become surprised. “Fiend races' Imperial Tomb?”

“Right. That place is where the tombs of successive generations of Fiend Emperors were buried. Even though the Imperial Tomb was extremely sacred, we didn’t really think it would contain anything that amazing. If anything, we’d just dig up all of the treasures and be done with it. However, the late lord was extremely excited when he entered the Imperial Tomb. I'd never seen him so excited before.” Mojard’s tone carried a hint of confusion. “Later, he locked himself in that tomb and forbade anyone from approaching and disturbing him.”

Zu An remembered that it was precisely in the Fiend races' Imperial Tomb where he'd entered the Xia Dynasty secret dungeon. Could that have been the secret that the Lord of Slaughter was searching for?

Mojard continued, “The late lord remained inside the tomb and didn’t come out. He left the remaining clean-up entirely to the Monster Lord. If not for that, his strength wouldn’t have grown so quickly, and his rebellion wouldn’t have succeeded.”

Zu An was surprised. “If I recall correctly, the Lord of Slaughter seems to have been suppressed by this world’s most powerful beings through a special formation. Why is this connected to the Monster Lord’s rebellion?”

Mojard said with a sneer, “How powerful was the late lord? The forces of this world that could put up a resistance had already completely collapsed. If not for the Monster Lord's help, how could the natives who were already struggling at death's door have the ability to seal the late lord?

“The most hateful thing is that I only realized what was happening after he continued to remove the late lord’s trusted aides one after another. That was when I saw through the Monster Lord’s schemes. However, his wings had already fully spread and he no longer had to pretend anymore. He even publicly sent his subordinates to kill the first miss. We began to contact the late lord’s former subordinates so they could resist him underground.”

Once he reached that point, his enthusiasm couldn't help but wane. At first, there had been quite a few of the late lord’s subordinates. with many of them remaining loyal. But after the Monster Lord’s attacks, they either died, gave up, or betrayed them. After the recent events, he was now the only one who remained at the first miss’ side. A thousand years of persistence had ultimately amounted to nothing. He was even left in a bit of a daze, as all those years of hard work were completely meaningless. Now, he only wanted to find a place to live with the first miss in seclusion. That seemed like the happiest end they could achieve.

Zu An thought for a bit before askingng, “Once the Fiend Emperor died, who led the resistance of this world?”

“It was a great Yin Yang Master called Imperial Gate Bei Qing.” Mojard spoke casually, but it stirred great waves in Zu An’s mind.