"At every large gathering, there are always strong participants from various Heterodox Sects and even from major Immortal Dao sects!"
Zhao Cheng finished speaking and eagerly looked at Zhang Jian.
His face showed no concealment of his desire to survive.
Zhang Jian pondered slightly, then said after a moment, "Pardoning you is not difficult, but now that both illegitimate offspring are destroyed, how will you explain it to her?"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Cheng's eyes lit up, and he quickly bowed.
"Zhao Cheng pays respects to the Lord. Lord, please rest assured; your subordinate only needs to claim that a high-ranking individual in Dong Shen Temple discovered the trail. Even if the Saintess suspects, she won't do much to me!"
Seeing this, Zhang Jian shook his head slightly. With a casual grab, he extracted Zhao Cheng's Yin Spirit, while his flesh body turned into a stream of light collected by Zhang Jian.
"This way, it will seem more realistic!"
