Hmph! My Jun Ye is better than that Jun Mo Xie, yet why doesn't he receive such high praise? This is so unfair, by what right? What's so great about this damned Jun Mo Xie? My Jun Ye is a prodigious genius possessing the legendary Ethereal Physique! Even if his Xuan Kung is slightly weaker for now, with a little time, his potential is absolutely immeasurable!

"Jun Mo Xie..."

The moment this name was mentioned, the expressions of the three leaders of the Three Great Holy Lands, along with the eighteen masters standing nearby, all shifted! They became grave, tinged with a distinct wariness!

"This person is truly hard to fathom!"

Xi Ruochen drew a long, deep breath. Simultaneously, he produced a thick stack of documents from his sleeve, easily several dozen pages thick: "This is all the intelligence we've managed to gather on Jun Mo Xie over the past year. Furthermore, after countless cycles of rejection, deduction, and further study—if all this material were piled up, it could likely fill this entire great tent. This is merely a small fraction of it..."

"In fact," Hu Yan Aobo sighed, also producing a stack of papers, "the conclusions arrived at by our Three Great Holy Lands independently analyzing Jun Mo Xie are drastically different."

Mo Wudao gave a wry smile and presented a few sheets of paper.

"How can this be? He is nothing more than a youth barely in his teens! How can he be so incredibly complex?"

This time, it wasn't just Miao Xiaomiao who was astonished; even Miao Dao and the others registered surprise. Mo Wudao knitted his brows slightly, making his handsome face appear burdened with the weight of the nation's worries...

He spoke slowly: "Jun Mo Xie, male, currently nineteen years old. A native of the Tianxiang Empire. Paternal grandfather, Jun Zhantian; father, Jun Wuhui; mother, Dongfang Wenxin of the Dongfang family..."

He recited the names of every single member of Jun Mo Xie's family, introducing each one with solemnity! The level of detail was so thorough that even the little girl Ke'er was not omitted. Moreover, there were detailed descriptions of Jun Mo Xie's attitude toward each person from childhood up until the present.

"That's impossible! Palace Master Mo, how can there be such a massive discrepancy between this person's past and present?" Lao Dao frowned.

"This is the part that puzzles us the most," Mo Wudao replied with a bitter smile.

"Starting from the age of twelve, Jun Mo Xie began behaving outrageously. He once colluded with several disreputable friends to stay overnight at a brothel in Tianxiang. Because... afterward, he caused an even greater disturbance, claiming he felt 'uncomfortable' and refusing to pay the prostitute’s fee. He then beat the prostitute half to death. When the brothel owner stepped forward to plead for leniency, Jun Mo Xie proceeded to smash the entire establishment to rubble..."

"Ah?"

Miao Xiaomiao gasped. She could never have imagined that this future Lord of Evil had such a despicable past. To think that such a vulgar and base person would even be worthy of comparison to her Jun Ye...

Mo Wudao sighed as he reached this point: "We analyzed this incident extensively. Whether it was low-key concealment with some ulterior motive, or simply the actions of a pure profligate wastrel—opinions are divided, and no definitive conclusion has been reached..."

Miao Xiaomiao was even more shocked: Really? ... It actually required analysis?

"At twelve and a half, Jun Mo Xie rode his horse madly down the streets of Tianxiang City, trampling seven pedestrians, three of whom were severely maimed... Upon returning home, his grandfather, Jun Zhantian, was furious beyond measure and beat him soundly, rumored to have nearly broken his legs..."

"The full circumstances of this event are also rife with inconsistencies. Given Jun Mo Xie's current progress, he must have already begun his cultivation then! How could a cultivator of that level be so easily crippled? Yet, this incident supposedly has records at the Tianxiang City infirmary, and even the Imperial Physicians were summoned... It doesn't seem like a fabrication... If he was already engaging in deception back then... then this warrants deep consideration..."

This observation came from Xi Ruochen.

"In the latter half of his twelfth year, Jun Mo Xie spotted a common village girl on the street, so he beat her parents and dragged her back to his residence to commit violence upon her... Fortunately, his grandfather, Jun Zhantian, stopped him in time and beat him severely again... Afterwards, the girl was returned to her hometown, and some compensation was offered..."

Mo Wudao took a deep breath: "We tracked down that young woman some time ago. She is now married with children, and..."

Mo Wudao coughed dryly, a trace of embarrassment coloring his face: "...When this woman married... she was still a virgin..."

Miao Xiaomiao's face flushed, displaying genuine contempt: This Jun Mo Xie is utterly scum! I actually considered comparing him to Jun Ye—I have defiled Jun Ye's name...

"This matter is truly inexplicable..." Mo Wudao frowned and continued: "Since he was dragged home, how could he have been rescued by Jun Zhantian in time? Keep in mind... that act doesn't take very long... yet how could she still be pure?"

Qiao Ying and Miao Xiaomiao both spat disdainfully and turned their faces away, their cheeks burning red...

These people had no idea that all these incidents—which they were analyzing to the point of utter confusion—were the actions of the original Jun Mo Xie, before the soul transmigration!

That fellow was originally a lawless scoundrel, practically a monster who engaged in every atrocity, including kidnapping and assault. The first time he went to the brothel, he expected things to be straightforward with a courtesan. Well, um... a man's first time is supposedly painful... Well, because of the pain... he naturally wasn't pleased, so naturally, he wouldn't pay the money, and smashing the brothel was merely a way to vent his frustration...

As for forcibly taking the village girl, it was because his previous attempt at conquest had failed, and he intended to try again. But right after dragging her back, Fatty Tang pulled him away for drinks. When he finally returned, drunk, he was simply let go by Old Man Jun—it was that simple...

But the investigations conducted by the Three Great Holy Lands sought verification from every angle, investigating with exhaustive detail! Why did those actions occur? Was there some underlying reason? Or perhaps... was it required by his cultivation technique? Or... some other cause?

After all, the person who acted so wickedly back then was the very same Lord of Evil who now commanded the world's renown?

The greatest current dilemma was this: Who would believe that the Lord of Evil would commit such deeds? If there were no other reasons, these experts would argue until their heads broke before accepting it... Experts possess their own dignity!

No one would imagine such a rotten character engaging in such trivial acts! Yet, this Lord of Evil did it! And not just once; it was continuous, as if tasting the marrow and enjoying the flavor, brimming with perverse enthusiasm...

From the age of twelve until seventeen, such incidents were endless, as if he never tired of them... filling his life's journey, truly outrageous, making one's scalp tingle and cold air rise from the base of their spine just reading about it...

This is why the high masters of the Three Great Holy Lands were trapped in a dense fog. Matters such as Jun Mo Xie fighting others only to be beaten, Jun Mo Xie frequenting brothels, Jun Mo Xie kidnapping village girls, Jun Mo Xie losing gambling debts only to extort the winners... all these things gave everyone migraines and left them utterly bewildered... how enjoyable for them...

The intelligence departments of all Three Great Holy Lands were driven nearly insane analyzing Jun Mo Xie’s entire past, and they were nearly driven mad by the demands of their leadership... How could such a person exist in this world? Truly damn it... incomprehensible!

All these events were shrouded in mist...

The former Jun Mo Xie and the current Jun Mo Xie were fundamentally two different people, with diametrically opposed personalities. How could they share any common ground?

They were trying to interpret, understand, and find justification for the actions of a pampered wastrel, applying the standards of a peerless master... If they could research out a reason, then the heavens would truly be upside-down...

Lust-driven folly... Is there a reason for that? Losing a bet... is there a reason? Being beaten after initiating a fight... is there a reason? Or simply feeling annoyed while walking down the street and grabbing someone to kick... is there a reason for that?

But it wasn't entirely their fault.

A peak master, even one reincarnated as a Saint Infant and cultivated from the womb, would not reach the level of a Saint by nineteen years old... At best, reaching the Venerable realm would be considered excellent. And that would be assuming assistance from every supreme spiritual medicine in existence...

But the current Jun Mo Xie was undeniably, clearly established as having surpassed the Saint Emperor level!

Saint Emperors were utterly powerless to resist him!

Who would believe that such achievements were attained in only one year?

One year...

How fleeting is that sliver of time?

As one master put it: "Damn it, in the time it takes to fart, a whole year has passed..."

"Moreover, the most incomprehensible aspect is that from all previous records, this Jun Mo Xie was an absolute fiend for women! Yet... the reality now is that the women who have accompanied him this year are all peerless beauties! Furthermore... every single one of them remains a virgin to this day... this point is particularly baffling..."

Hu Yan Aobo shook his head, seeming extremely surprised that Jun Mo Xie insisted his confidantes maintain their virginity, as if Jun Mo Xie should have been fiercely aggressive, behaving like a brazen rogue, engaging in wanton shamelessness and sleeping with them all—that would be the natural order of things...

Actually, as for Hu Yan Aobo's thoughts, Young Master Jun often wished the same, but the problem was that he was willing but lacked the strength. The women in his household, led by Mei Xueyan, were aggressively proactive, leaving him in a weak position where he could only endure, and endure, and endure even when he had reached his limit...

"Palace Master Hu Yan!"

Qiao Ying scolded him, her face crimson...

This Sect Master of the Dreamlike Blood Sea was truly too careless with his words... Such discussions were fine among men, but to say them so bluntly in front of two married women...

"Uh... uh... I apologize," Hu Yan Aobo stammered, his eyes wide. Sweat beaded on his face. His purplish-red complexion darkened... He might not care about others, but Qiao Ying was an important figure in the Heavenly Saint Palace, someone Hu Yan Aobo knew he absolutely could not afford to offend. "This Jun Mo Xie... he is actually... such a person?"

Miao Xiaomiao nearly covered her ears, refusing to listen. What kind of analysis were these Holy Land masters conducting? Was this a meeting of the experts from the Four Great Deadly Zones of the Holy Lands’ Illusionary Mansion, or was it a gathering of ruffians? It was too preposterous!

"These are the riddles that have thoroughly confounded us across our three territories," Mo Wudao sighed deeply. "Originally, we were all too ashamed to mention these matters, but because they concern the Lord of Evil, we had no choice but to investigate them in detail... While these matters are indeed indecent and unsightly, we were forced into this situation with no other recourse..."

Go to hell with the preceding events!! Hahahaha!