"No, no, calm down. I don't have the ability to control the Deceitful Monster. The more this White Dew Gu knows, the more schemes it has. If I'm really bewitched by it, I'm likely to end up just like He Yuanhun. At that time, no one will come to help me deal with it!"
Xia Hong forced down the greed in his heart and continued to observe the White Dew Gu coldly.
Back then, He Yuanhun managed to escape from the Jing Xian, ultimately because of himself.
If he were to be bewitched by the White Dew Gu today, whether anyone would help him in the future would be uncertain. There was no need to keep such an unstable factor by his side.
Moreover, after killing the Deceitful Monster's consciousness, he could still obtain its original form, just that it would take more time to figure out how to use it.
