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Stepping into the inner hall, which maintained the same style as the outside—noble yet austere—it actually suited Changli's temperament perfectly. She should have been a compassionate monk dedicated to saving all sentient beings, yet she possessed bewitching eyes and engaged in murder and robbery.

Chang Li had indeed anticipated their arrival and had prepared tea well in advance, with exactly five teacups on the table. Since they were already there, the group didn't stand on ceremony and sat down directly. Song Yun picked up the teacup in front of him; it was still warm and had a delicate aroma. He took a sip and found it quite pleasant. He then placed the teacup on the table, making a soft clinking sound. This was their unspoken agreement, subtly indicating to everyone that the tea was fine.

Qing Sang picked up the glass, took a sip, and looked directly into Chang Li's eyes, asking, "Can you answer now?"

Chang Li took a sip of the tea in front of him before slowly speaking: "Didn't you all guess the answer to the first question?"

"Is Wanqiu really Chen Shuangxu? What did you do to it?" Liu Shuangyue couldn't hold back any longer and stood up to ask angrily.

Chang Li glanced at Liu Shuangyue, and even through the veil, Liu Shuangyue trembled, immediately calmed down, and sat down again.

Chang Li then withdrew his gaze, glanced at the ever-calm Qing Sang, and showed admiration. "That idiot Qi Mingyue, she couldn't bear to kill Chen Shuangxu, and greedily wanted him to obey her and be her lover, so she asked me for help. I originally didn't want to meddle, but after meeting Chen Shuangxu, I found that he was very pleasing to my eye, so I made him my most satisfying creation."

As he finished speaking, Wanqiu appeared silently behind him. Seemingly to showcase their work, the seven Wanqius they had seen in front of the temple appeared one by one, finally merging into one before their very eyes, and then standing silently behind Changli.

"Did you figure it out?" This time, Chang Li heard it from Song Yun.

"Puppet Gu, and Shadow Gu?" Song Yun asked, though it was a question, his tone was one of certainty.

"Not bad. As expected of someone with an innate Gu physique, it was worth sending you to the secret chamber to study. You're much better than those fools." Chang Li said with admiration, and even personally refilled Song Yunting's tea.

Song Yun listened thoughtfully. When Chang Li brought him back, although he was supposedly confined, the secret chamber was filled with records of Gu lineage cultivation techniques and secret arts. Aside from restricting his freedom, he wasn't subjected to excessive hardship. When he discovered he could freely read those books, he suspected Chang Li was doing it on purpose, but he couldn't fathom such a reason. Later, when he was abducted by the elders, he dismissed the idea. But now, thinking back to the perils they faced entering the Holy Temple, without Chang Li's permission, the elders and their men wouldn't have been able to enter the Holy Temple, let alone find the secret chamber. Why did Chang Li let him be taken away by the elders? Clearly, if he were taken away, he would be used for the pure bloodline blood-making project. Could it be… a test?

"But these two are in conflict. To master the Puppet Gu, the Gu must be applied while the person is alive and conscious. Once mastered, the person becomes a puppet without self-awareness. The Shadow Gu, on the other hand, requires the Gu to be applied unconsciously. After success, the person needs to be conscious to create shadow clones. Moreover, the number of shadow clones is related to both the caster and the recipient; seven is the limit. How is this possible?" Regardless of Chang Li's true purpose, Song Yunting's tone was one of genuine inquiry to a senior when it came to the study of Gu techniques.

Chang Li cast another appreciative glance at Song Yunting, his tone softening considerably. "Think about this question first. If it were you, what would you do?" His tone was like that of a patient and encouraging teacher, inspiring a student's wisdom.

Upon hearing this, Song Yun lowered his head and began to think seriously.

Chang Li ignored Song Yunting and turned to Qing Sang: "Now, the second question concerns Qi Wan's heart. Before answering that question, may I ask a question first?" He didn't ask Qing Sang's permission and continued, "What is your relationship with Qi Wan?" (End of Chapter)