"Three days from now? It seems it's time to find out if the true god is real or not."
A hint of doubt flashed in Xiao Huo's eyes: "Lord of the Court, why have you always doubted the true god's identity?"
Zhao Wuji pointed to the ancient books on the table: "Anyone who can become a god is a great figure whose fame resounds throughout the world. However, I have searched through all the ancient books and still have not found a trace of Fang Xiu. Becoming a god requires faith, so there is no such thing as a rogue cultivator who has cultivated in the deep mountains and forests for ten thousand years and become a god overnight."
Xiao Huo pondered, "Lord of the Court, could it be that Fang Xiu existed for too long, which is why there is no record of him in the records? After all, a god's lifespan is endless, and he can be considered eternal and indestructible."
Zhao Wuji slowly shook his head: "That is indeed possible, but don't you find it strange? Why would a god constantly reveal his Spiritual Light Realm cultivation? He could reveal his full cultivation or completely conceal it, but he chooses to reveal the Spiritual Light Realm."
"Um... could it be a personal preference? After all, no one can guess what God is thinking."
"There are too many suspicious points. From the time he was born until now, no one has ever seen him make a move. Moreover, he is too quiet. Have you ever seen a god who just stays in the Void Moon Palace all day long?"
Most importantly, he said he had amnesia. Why would an amnesiac god not personally search for his memories or seek out rare and precious treasures, but instead place his hopes on a force that could be destroyed at will?
Do you think a person needs the help of ants on the ground?
"Lord of the Court, is it possible that the True God is captivated by the young ladies of the Void Moon Palace? That's the Void Moon Palace, after all. Countless beautiful young ladies live there. Even if the True God changes to a different one every day, it would still take him years to get over it." Xiao Huo said, a hint of longing in his expression.
Ask any man in the entire Southern Yue region, who wouldn't want to visit the Xuyue Palace, and ideally stay for ten or eight years?
Zhao Wuji was immediately enraged: "You scoundrel, do you think a true god would be like you? Throughout history, all those who have become gods have possessed great fortune and great perseverance. How could such people be seduced by beauty?"
Xiao Huo pouted in dissatisfaction: "Lord of the Court, I've heard that you once sent a letter to Princess Yun Qingwu of the Void Moon Palace via flying sword."
Zhao Wuji's face darkened instantly: "I was just putting on an act with Yun Qingwu. The Xuyue Palace has intricate connections with various major forces, so I naturally couldn't afford to offend them."
"I see," Xiao Huo said, suddenly realizing.
Zhao Wuji quickly changed the subject: "Actually, I suspect there's another crucial point about Fang Xiu, which is that he has amnesia."
"Amnesia?" Xiao Huo was taken aback. "What's so suspicious about amnesia?"
“You don’t understand. According to the ancient texts, gods do not lose their memories.”
Why is that?
Zhao Wuji took a deep breath: "Because the will of a god cannot be erased. Once even the will is erased, then the god dies, and the will carries the memories."
In ancient legends, someone once accidentally obtained a hair of a god. He intended to refine the hair in order to glean the god's secrets, but in the process of refining it, he was directly assimilated by the hair, and his own consciousness was completely annihilated.
This is God; even the smallest fragment of His body possesses a strong will of its own, something that immortals simply cannot withstand.
Xiao Huo also had some doubts: "Master, according to you, Fang Xiu might be a false god? But I saw him walk out of the Divine Ruins unharmed with my own eyes."
Zhao Wuji pondered for a moment: "Actually, this is also something I've never been able to understand. If he's not a true god, how could he have walked out of the Divine Ruins?"
unless......."
"Unless what?"
"He possesses a divine artifact!"
"What!" Xiao Huo exclaimed in shock. "Lord Court, do you mean that Fang Xiu might actually only have the cultivation of the Spirit Light Realm, and that he was only able to leave the Divine Ruins unscathed because he possessed a divine artifact and was protected by it?"
Zhao Wuji's eyes flickered: "It's not impossible, so the meeting three days from now is crucial. I need to probe his background. If he truly possesses a divine artifact, then..."
Xiao Huo, however, was somewhat worried: "Court Master, if Fang Xiu is truly a god, wouldn't your probing bring annihilation to the Fire Cloud Court?"
"Hmph." Zhao Wuji was somewhat displeased: "In your eyes, am I such a fool? What you think is a test, do you mean I directly fought Fang Xiu?"
Xiao Huo gave an awkward smile: "Master, that's not what I meant."
"Alright, I have my own plans for how to test you. You may leave."
"Yes, Your Excellency."
In truth, Zhao Wuji was already 80% convinced that Fang Xiu was not a god, but he dared not gamble on the remaining 20%.
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