As soon as Yang Mo completed his mission and returned to Lingge, he immediately rushed to buy two bottles of Soul-Burning Potion.
'If he isn't the damn Saint Monarch, then who is?'
Other than the Saint Monarch, Huangfu Song had never seen such an intense desire to become stronger in anyone.
Especially using an extreme method like the Soul-Burning Potion.
His original seventy-percent certainty had now become eighty percent.
'This has to be the Saint Monarch!'
Huangfu Song was getting a headache. He desperately wanted to convince Shuimo to give him the Divine Cocoon Silk, but she had already made up her mind to use the most foolproof method.
Even if he went and told her, she would just ignore him.
But with the Lord Saint Monarch's self-destructive cultivation method...
The thought of the Saint Monarch babbling incoherently when he finally returned to his rightful place filled Huangfu Song with despair.
'I have to think of a way!'
