Chapter 321: The Saint Sect Is Still the Same Saint Sect
In the Mystic Spirit Realm, inside the Lingxiao Hall.
The expression of the man in splendid robes changed slightly. He immediately issued an order, striking the great bell. Before long, streaks of light flew in succession toward the Lingxiao Hall.
These were all high-level officials of the Heavenly Court.
All of them were Earth Immortalsânine in total at this momentâand their auras were surging with power. If they were placed in Jiangnan or Jiangbei, they would each be a Grandmaster in the late Foundation Establishment Realm!
"Greetings, Heavenly Official!"
The nine Earth Immortals saluted in unison. In the entire Heavenly Court, only the ăThree Immortal Officialsă had Celestial Immortal cultivation. Presently, only the Heavenly Official had returned to position; the other two seats remained vacant.
"ăMetal of Shenă has changed hands."
The man in ornate robes did not delay, speaking directly, "The agent we developed earlier, Qi He, has likely been exposed. The original plan needs to be revised."
At this statement, the Earth Immortals were all shocked: "Heavenly Official..."
"No need to say more," the man in robes waved his hand firmly. "My mind is made up. If we delay any further, the other side might launch an attack!"
Cultivators from the ăMystic Spirit Realmă were by no means fools.
Especially those adept at crossing boundariesâthey were very experienced in invading other realms. They knew precisely what could and couldn't be done.
Therefore, long ago, the ăMystic Spirit Realmă had discovered the mass grave's existence but chose not to act recklessly. Instead, they quietly infiltrated, developing agents and gathering intelligence on Jiangnan and Jiangbei. The result? The more they learned, the more terrified they became. Just what kind of bizarre place was this Jiangnan and Jiangbei?
Thirty full fruit positions!?
This single piece of information made the ăMystic Spirit Realmă completely abandon their plans for invasion, changing their strategy to plunderâstrike and retreat swiftly.
And the ăMetal of Shenă was one of the resources they valued the most.
"Let's act ahead of schedule. I will personally lead the team."
"Eliminate Yu Shao and seize the ăMetal of Shenă!"
The man in robes said gravely, "Do not worry. I have already reported to the Supreme. The Supreme will personally intervene to shield us, ensuring no accidents occur."
Hearing this, the Earth Immortals could only withdraw helplessly.
âThe Heavenly Official... is moving too fast!â
âThen again, itâs understandable. Yu Shaoâs betrayal has massive repercussions. If the other side also has a Supreme, they could trace us using him...â
âBut the focus on the ăMetal of Shenă... is a bit excessive.â
âCould the rumors be true? That the Supreme ascended hastily, their cultivation unstable, requiring external Qi to stabilize their position in the Heavenly Court?â
âShhâwatch your words!â
Although filled with doubt, none of the Earth Immortals dared slack off and began preparations at once.
Meanwhile, LĂŒ Yang was completely unaware of the changes occurring in the Mystic Spirit Realm.
At that moment, he was deep within the mass grave, inside a grand hall. The confrontation with Qi He had been an unexpected event, and naturally could not be concealed.
What surprised him, however, was that the one overseeing the mass grave for the Saint Sect turned out to be someone familiarâsomeone he had encountered once overseas in his previous life. His name was ăJun Tongă, a Grandmaster under ăZengcai Qiluo True Lordă, also a promising candidate for achieving the Great Foundation Establishment.
"So, you're Yuan Tu?"
On the grand seat, Jun Tongâs expression was indifferent, with a hint of a smile. "Although Chong Guang mentioned you to me, he never said you were this bold."
"Attacking a Saint Sect Grandmaster in the mass grave?"
"What Saint Sect Grandmaster? This man has long colluded with the ăMystic Spirit Realmă."
LĂŒ Yang smiled calmly and tossed the barely breathing Qi He to the ground, then produced the intelligence Chen Xin'an had extracted from him.
Jun Tong was indifferent at firstâuntil he saw the intelligence and the strange, seductive appearance of Qi He despite his aged face.
"...Hoh!"
As a Grandmaster of the Saint Sect in the late Foundation Establishment Realm, Jun Tong had considerable experience. At a glance, he saw that Qi He had been afflicted by the ăHeavenly Mother Transformation Lightă. With a bit of deduction, he immediately guessed how LĂŒ Yang had obtained this intelligence.
In an instant, his expression became much more solemn.
âWhat a ruthless man!â
Ruthless to others, and even more ruthless to himself. Such a Saint Sect Grandmaster was not easy to deal with. Not to mention, according to Chong Guang, this person had a significant background.
Possibly backed by a True Lord?
Thinking of this, Jun Tong looked again at the intelligence in his hand, collected it without changing expression, then turned to LĂŒ Yang. "Your contribution is not small this time."
"Why not stay in the mass grave and allow me to extend some hospitality?"
"No need."
LĂŒ Yang shook his head. "Iâm still undercover in the Sword Pavilion. My identity cannot be exposed. Though this is not my true body, staying here still poses too great a risk."
"Very well then."
Jun Tong agreed readily, watching LĂŒ Yang turn and leave.
Moments later, a figure emerged from the rear of the hall with a dark expression. Jun Tong smiled as he saw him. "Well? Does Fellow Daoist Chen recognize this person?"
"Not at all."
Had LĂŒ Yang still been present, he would have instantly recognized this figureânone other than his former nemesis, the head of Mending Heaven Peak, Chen Taihe!
But Chen Taihe was in no good mood. His eyes were gloomy as he pondered, âThe divine powers used to kill Qi He... seemed like ăMaster of Warfareă and ăStubborn Gold Dukeă? With such a divine power setup... could he also be after the ăPomegranate Woodă position, just like me?â
Thinking of this, his gaze grew even colder.
He had come at Chong Guang's order to identify a "Saint Sect Grandmaster unwilling to reveal his name."
In the end, he failed to identify the person but instead discovered a formidable adversary.
"Truly donât recognize him?"
Jun Tong asked curiously, "This oneâs mastery of the Mending Heaven Sutra is astounding. His flexibility of thoughtâthe use of Heavenly Mother Transformation Light was ingenious..."
"Truly donât recognize him."
The Mending Heaven Peak Master shook his head, then lowered his voice. "But this person is sneaky and refused to reveal his identity. His motives are likely impure."
"He claims loyalty to the Saint Sect, but who knows if heâll betray us."
"My lord should have kept him here."
In response, Jun Tong waved his hand casually. "No need. If he really stayed, I would be the one troubled."
"...Oh?"
Seeing Chen Taiheâs confusion, Jun Tong remained calm. "It cannot be deniedâQi He acted very discreetly. No one noticed before."
"But three years ago, Chong Guang gave me a hint, and I secretly investigated."
"If I still failed to uncover Qi Heâs betrayal and his dealings with the outside world, Iâd be unfit for my position. That other realm is called the ăMystic Spirit Realmă?"
He sneered, "The reason the Sword Pavilion attacked the mass grave is likely for this ăMystic Spirit Realmă. Coincidentally, the ăMetal of Shenă that Qi He had was already tampered with by the Mystic Spirit Realm. Now that Yuan Tu has taken it, they will surely not let it go."
"So his departure from the mass grave suits me perfectly."
"As long as he's in Jiangnan, the Mystic Spirit Realm will follow the marker to him. Whatever damage they do, itâll be to Jiangnanâand the Sword Pavilion will be the one to suffer."
"Best outcome would be a fight between the Sword Pavilion and the ăMystic Spirit Realmă."
"While they bite each other, we conserve strength, then strike when the Mystic Spirit Realm is depletedâharvesting Qi in bulk and reaping huge gains!"
When the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman profits!
"...Wait!"
Leaving the mass grave, LĂŒ Yang suddenly shivered and frowned. "That Jun Tong... was a bit too casual. He just let me go like that?"
Qi He had colluded with the ăMystic Spirit Realmă.
That was critical intelligence. Yet Jun Tong hadnât even tried to verify it, simply choosing to believe him. Was LĂŒ Yang really that trustworthy?
Or rather...
âHe already knew?â
LĂŒ Yang pondered deeply. He always gave enemies the benefit of the doubt, never assuming a Saint Sect Grandmaster was a foolâespecially not a Grandmaster.
So he preferred to think in the worst possible terms.
Shoot the arrow first, then draw the target!
âIf he already knew about Qi He and the ăMystic Spirit Realmă, thereâs no way he missed the marker left on the ăMetal of Shenă.â
âBut he didnât warn me.â
âNot warning me means he harbors ill intent!â
Thinking this far, LĂŒ Yang couldnât help but sighâThe Saint Sect... was still the same old Saint Sect...
â...Diverting disaster eastward?â