Meng Jianxi watched this scene silently and was slightly moved.
“I have preserved the Son of God Temple that belongs to you intact. Not a single part has been touched, and no one has ever set foot inside.” After leaving the mourning hall, Meng Jianxi slowly said to Yun Che.
“Thank you, but there’s no need anymore. The past is over, there’s no need to dwell on it.” Yun Che smiled in response, expressing his gratitude for Meng Jianxi’s actions.
"Brother Yuan, you are actually the Mist Emperor, right?" Meng Jianxi suddenly changed the subject, with a strange light in his eyes.
“Why do you think so?” Yun Che’s face remained calm, without any emotion changing, as if he had just heard a very ordinary sentence.
Meng Jianxi turned around and sighed softly: "In fact, not long after I mastered the Dreamweaver Divine Canon, I sensed the Abyss Core hidden in my soul sea. It was stained with your aura."
“I see.” Yun Che chuckled softly, not denying it. “The Dreamweaver Divine Nation primarily cultivates the power of the soul, and is most sensitive to the soul sea. It’s not surprising that they discovered the Abyss Core I had hidden. But I’m curious, why did you still choose to stand by me after discovering it?”
Meng Jianxi turned around and looked directly at Yun Che: "Because I see this world with my own eyes, perceive this world with my own soul, and judge right and wrong with my own thinking, I think everything the Mist Emperor says and does is right."
"This trip to the Pure Land has made me fully understand the hypocrisy of Emperor Yuan, and has further strengthened my resolve to stand by your side. I only hope that the Kingdom of Dreamweaver can continue, and you carry my hope."
Yun Che extended his hand and placed it on Meng Jianxi's shoulder. "Welcome aboard, Divine Honored Jianxi. In the near future, you will discover how wise your choice is."
Yun Che silently and completely dispelled the Abyss Core that was attached to the Dreaming Creek Soul Sea.
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