Having said that, Hu laughed and gave Li Ang a glance. "Actually, I can also see the outside world from in here. Weren't you all outside just now, arguing about how to pollute the crown atop Shuiyun's head?"
Before Li Ang could keep a straight face and start lying, the Drought Demon waved her hand, signaling that she didn't care. "Those snobs at the Heterodox Academy had predicted what would happen and specifically hired me to stay here.
Besides, even without me, a mere ten thousand people's Ritual track wouldn't be able to affect Shuiyun at all—the demonic aura from the creatures above has mostly been consumed by me over the years, leaving little to no surplus.
Moreover, Shuiyun herself is quite adept at the Illusion Technique, so influencing her would require another hundred thousand people or so.
No matter what the Heterodox Academy or the Kuiyang Sect told you, they all lied.
Or perhaps those whose traditions have nearly died out don't even know the specifics themselves."
