Meng Wuya's overwhelming power and mysterious nature had placed immense pressure on the three Blood Servants. They truly had no idea what other force in this world could produce such an expert.
This was not an ordinary peak Shenyou Realm cultivator—this was a supreme master who stood just one step away from breaking through beyond the Shenyou Realm!
Although the three Blood Servants said nothing, each of them was secretly guessing at Meng Wuya's origins. But the truth remained shrouded in mist.
Seeing that Yang Kai had brought him here, Shadow Nine harbored some guesses of his own, though his face betrayed nothing.
The Yuan Sealing Curse placed on him had been the work of the Yang Family's Grand Elder, Huang Jiuzhou. Even if Meng Wuya was powerful, he would likely be helpless against it.
After all, Huang Jiuzhou was a cultivator who had transcended the Shenyou Realm, while Meng Wuya was merely at its peak. The gap between them was vast.
"Manager Meng." Yang Kai called out. Meng Wuya simply gave a slight nod, then glanced at Shadow Nine with curiosity and let out a soft "Hmm."
"Sealed up, are we?" Meng Wuya asked with a smile, looking at Shadow Nine.
Shadow Nine responded with cold indifference.
"Manager Meng, do you have any way to lift the restriction on him?" Yang Kai sat down, poured himself a cup of water, and took a sip to wet his throat.
"Let me see." Meng Wuya didn't refuse. He looked at Shadow Nine and said, "Come here!"
Shadow Nine glanced at Yang Kai, and only after receiving permission did he walk over to Meng Wuya.
Perhaps sensing his reluctance, Meng Wuya chuckled lightly. "Relax. I know you've got some tricks, boy, but right now you're a cripple. What are you being cautious about with this old man for?"
As he spoke, he reached out and took hold of Shadow Nine's wrist.
The room fell silent. Yang Kai held his water cup near his mouth, waiting with a touch of anxiety. He wasn't sure whether Meng Wuya truly had the means.
Shadow Nine, for his part, looked utterly calm—clearly, he held no hope for Meng Wuya at all.
"Heh heh." After a good while, Meng Wuya suddenly let out two strange laughs. "Interesting. The one who placed this seal really does have some skill in restriction techniques."
Shadow Nine muttered in a muffled voice, "That was Grand Elder Huang Jiuzhou of my Yang Family!"
"I don't care if it's Huang Jiuzhou or Huang Baizhou," Meng Wuya said with a dismissive curl of his lips. "Never heard of any of them."
Shadow Nine opened his mouth to argue further, but Yang Kai raised a hand to stop him.
Shadow Nine, who was always the silent type, had actually been moved to argue—clearly because he revered Huang Jiuzhou deeply and could not tolerate anyone looking down on him.
After all, Huang Jiuzhou was the only Blood Servant who had ever ascended to the rank of Grand Elder. Every Blood Servant regarded him as their role model and the goal they aspired to for their entire lives.
Meng Wuya's words, though meant as praise for Huang Jiuzhou's skill in restriction techniques, sounded to Shadow Nine's ears like the ramblings of a hopelessly arrogant old man. The other was a being who had transcended the Shenyou Realm—what right did a mere peak Shenyou cultivator have to judge Elder Huang?
"Manager Meng, just tell me—can you do it or not?" Yang Kai leaned forward slightly, his voice low and serious.
"Probably," Meng Wuya answered with casual indifference.
Shadow Nine's eyes narrowed. He stared at Meng Wuya in shock and disbelief, clearly having not expected such a response.
Yang Kai, on the other hand, quietly breathed a sigh of relief. In truth, he had no certainty about what miraculous abilities Meng Wuya possessed, but the Manager had always given him an aura of mystery and enigma. Yang Kai had met cultivators who had transcended the Shenyou Realm—Lü Si, Yang Yinghao, several of the Yang Family's Grand Elders. They had all surpassed the Shenyou Realm.
Yet none of them had left as deep an impression on him as Meng Wuya.
In his subconscious, Yang Kai had always felt that this old man was unfathomably deep—perhaps even more terrifying than some who had transcended the Shenyou Realm.
Hearing this answer, his heart immediately settled. If Meng Wuya said he could, then he definitely could. There was no need to ask further.
"You can lift it?" Shadow Nine's voice trembled. He could hardly believe it, thinking Meng Wuya was boasting.
Meng Wuya glanced at him and gave a slight nod.
"How long?" Shadow Nine pressed.
Truthfully, the Yuan Sealing Curse was not something he himself couldn't break. But it would require at least two months of sustained, relentless effort.
If Meng Wuya needed that long as well, he might as well try to break the restriction on his own rather than bother with the old man.
Shadow Nine had no fondness for this loud-mouthed old fellow who dismissed Huang Jiuzhou so casually, and he was naturally unwilling to owe him a favor.
Meng Wuya held up two fingers.
Yang Kai's brow arched. "Is that two months, or twenty days?"
Though he asked, Yang Kai's intuition leaned toward the latter. In his mind, twenty days for Meng Wuya to dissolve the Yuan Sealing Curse's restriction seemed reasonable.
Shadow Nine also looked at Meng Wuya with suspicion, puzzled.
"Two days!" Meng Wuya said flatly.
Yang Kai and Shadow Nine both reacted with visible shock, their expressions filled with disbelief.
Yang Kai suddenly realized that he had underestimated Meng Wuya's abilities. Manager Meng was absolutely far more than what he had imagined.
"Senior," Shadow Nine took a deep breath, his expression peculiar. "It's not that Shadow Nine looks down on you, but your claim is a bit..."