I never expected that Your Majesty would handle you this way.
Sang Qingxiao had originally planned to torment him with the girl's memories, but now, it was no longer necessary.
Yuanhui stubbornly replied, "I still don't think I'm in the wrong."
"I'm not here to discuss this with you. Your guilt or innocence will be determined by someone after you descend to the Underworld. If you're unwilling to accept it, save your breath and argue with them."
The mention of the Underworld made Yuanhui's eyes widen suddenly. "I could be summoned by heaven, and it's all because of you that I've ended up in such a predicament. After I go to the Underworld, I will definitely seek retribution."
"Suit yourself," Sang Qingxiao said from a distance. "Is the Mirror Demon injured? Does it concern you?"
Yuanhui paused for a moment before realizing, "You know the Mirror Demon is hurt; you must have seen him. Why ask me?"
"I wanted to hear your explanation."
"It has nothing to do with me; I have nothing to say."
"Does it not concern you? The Mirror Demon is in pain and still clinging to your clothing."
Sang Qingxiao actually had little clue about who had injured the Mirror Demon. That piece of fabric must have come from Puzhao Temple, and the person wearing it held a very high status. Since it wasn't Wisdom Supreme, Yuanhui was also a possibility.
"Is he dead?"
"Not dead."
"It must be Misha showing mercy again. Miss Sang, you are indeed indulging him; a Demon Catcher should kill demons on sight."
"Killing demons on sight doesn't specify when to do so. I'm quite interested in his current state."
"You came to ask because the Mirror Demon's injuries cannot answer your questions. Otherwise, with Misha by your side, he could pry open his mouth."
"Since you have something to ask for, how about we make a deal?"
Sang Qingxiao refused, saying, "No deal; the girl's Skull has already been taken to the Old Site of Esoteric Buddhism."
Hearing this news made Yuanhui furious for a moment, but he quickly calmed down. "Since there's no benefit for me, why should I tell you!"
Sang Qingxiao moved closer. "You may not know this, but I excel at extracting people's memories. However, you're too weak; I'm afraid if I'm not careful, I might cause you more pain, which would be a sin."
Causing more pain was secondary; Sang Qingxiao feared that Yuanhui's body wouldn't withstand it and that he might die before she could extract any memories.
The emperor wants him alive, but his emotions are unstable right now; he often punishes people harshly without warning. Sang Qingxiao didn't want Yuanhui's sudden death to implicate everyone in the Ministry of Justice.
Sang Qingxiao added, "However, there is one thing that might help you experience the feeling of soaring into enlightenment."
Yuanhui asked urgently, "What?"
Sang Qingxiao pulled out a replica of the prayer beads, which had nine glowing beads. Yuanhui didn't know that the beads had already merged with Misha, but recognized them at a glance. "Are those Wulian's beads?"
Sang Qingxiao replied, "Since Misha started wearing this string of beads, he hasn't been practicing much. However, the Buddha Cultivation techniques have advanced significantly. I once asked him about it, and he said his progress was thanks to the beads."
In the stillness of the night, the beads would allow Misha to experience Wulian's understanding of Buddhist teachings, including the enlightenment that came during Wulian Parinirvana.
"I exchanged it for the truth about Mirror Demon's injury. Yuanhui, do you want to give it a try?"
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