Xuan Hui understood in his heart that with this relic and the evidence of Xuan Zhi using the furnace and cauldron to cultivate, this sect master would be his!
Therefore, he now found little monk lone particularly pleasing to the eye.
As for his dead disciple Yuan Guang, since he had committed suicide, he could not be blamed for lone’s death.
He was a reasonable and accomplished monk, so naturally, he would not vent his anger on others.
Xuan Hui held the Sarira and walked out of the soul strengthening spring. With a fake smile, she said to Xuan Zhi,
“Senior brother, now that Little Buddha lone has handed over the sarira, junior brother can only send people to search it!
“Anyway, senior brother, you said that there are no dirty matters, so you shouldn’t be afraid of me bringing people to search it, right?”
