"Primordial Monarch?"
Zheng Fa listened to the five Dao Fruit holders discussing in the main tent. Suddenly, Daoist Li looked at Lord Nichang, his face anxious: "Did I forget sothing again?"
"Huh?"
Lord Nichang’s face was blank, clearly not understanding the intent of the words.
"Primordial Monarch, you’ve seed to be watching all this ti." Daoist Li spoke frankly without hiding anything, "I thought I had forgotten sothing important again."
Before Lord Nichang could respond, Monk Zhitong exclaid, "So, it’s not just this poor monk who felt this way."
True Immortal Xuanding, who usually spoke little, even chid in: " too."
Lord Nichang’s expression was sowhat awkward, her gaze drifting.
The others looked at her in confusion, except for Zheng Fa, who laughed inwardly—Lord Nichang had been eyeing him for days as well.
This person seed to be playing a ga of catching the mole, suspecting everyone in the tent.
Now it seed that Daoist Li was the main suspect.
From Lord Nichang’s perspective, suspecting Daoist Li was quite reasonable.
Haori Mountain and Leiyin Temple were both adversaries to Zheng Fa.
No matter how wild her imagination, Lord Nichang wouldn’t think that there were Zheng Fa’s spies among the high ranks of those two factions unless she lost her mind.
But Daoist Li was different:
Daoist Li had been to Jiushan Realm!
If Lord Nichang speculated based on her own experience, she might think Daoist Li, like her, had t Zheng Fa and was trapped for life... or rather, had sothing to ask from Zheng Fa.
Therefore, in Lord Nichang’s view, Daoist Li might well be leaking information too.
Indeed, Daoist Li had so fondness for Zheng Fa and Jiushan Realm, often praising them.
This increased his suspicion substantially.
Zheng Fa glanced at Lord Nichang and saw her furrowed brows and conflicted expression, fully understanding her dilemma:
If only Lord Nichang was secretly passing information, she’d hold the initiative.
She could say whatever she wanted, perhaps even manipulate Zheng Fa in return.
But if another person was involved, it would be entirely different.
Lately, the information from Lord Nichang was more detailed and significantly more accurate—ticulously honest, without concealnt.
Now, he had Lord Nichang and was in a high position at Haori Mountain, truly having his people on both sides, like sitting firmly in a fishing boat, tranquil.
Zheng Fa could even confidently say that regarding knowledge of the situation at the Tianhe Camp, he knew more than True Immortal Xuanding.
Monk Zhitong, seeing Lord Nichang’s awkward and hesitant look, seamlessly changed the subject and asked True Immortal Yun: "The Nine Nether Demon Ancestor intends to refine the Four Immortal Slaying Swords, really needing thirty years?"
True Immortal Yun nodded with certainty: "Back when the Tianhe Venerable forged the Four Immortal Slaying Swords, our Haori Mountain was also involved."
Zheng Fa was taken aback.
This was sothing he wasn’t aware of.
Haori Mountain had collaborated with Tianhe Venerable?
"Even with Tianhe Venerable resurrected, controlling the Four Swords would take thirty years."
Monk Zhitong nodded slightly, frowning: "Sothing seems off."
Lord Nichang also recovered from her awkwardness: "What seems off?"
"This poor monk can’t quite explain, but today I just felt a sporadic uneasy premonition."
Everyone frowned.
The divine skills of the Buddhist Sect were extraordinary, and Monk Zhitong was indeed a True Immortal.
His premonition would not be ignored by anyone.
True Immortal Xuanding remained silent for two incense sticks’ ti, looking at True Immortal Yun, urging: "Speed it up."
Obviously, he wanted Haori Mountain to speed up the refining of the array flag.
True Immortal Yun did not shirk responsibility, directly complaining: "It’s not delaying. It’s just that Haori Mountain is now unable to make bricks without straw. Both spiritual materials and manpower are extrely scarce."
Ancestor Xuanding was silent for a mont, then nodded at Daoist Li.
Daoist Li hastily said: "Whatever spiritual materials are needed, the Supre Dao can supply them."
Is that your Supre Dao’s spiritual materials?
Those belong to our Jiushan Sect!
Zheng Fa glanced at Lord Nichang and saw she had no objections; instead, she added: "If that’s still not enough, West Continent has plenty of spiritual materials, and we can transport them via the Hundred Immortals Alliance."
The Hundred Immortals Alliance doesn’t want to transport them!
Compared to the Nine Nether Demon Ancestor, Haori Mountain is the bigger threat to the Hundred Immortals Alliance.
But honestly speaking, if the Turquoise Pool and Supre Dao insist on it, the Hundred Immortals Alliance can’t do much:
To put it bluntly, spiritual materials don’t have nas written on them; once they’re transported to Supre Dao, how can the Hundred Immortals Alliance interfere?
It was clear that these few people were indeed anxious.
Under the pressure of the Nine Nether Demon Ancestor, they genuinely seed to have a mind to work together.
He looked towards the Tianhe Sect, only to see the Immortal Slaying Array Map flickering in the sky, causing inexplicable fear.
Suddenly, Zheng Fa understood so of these people’s decisions.
True Immortal Yun stood up: "Alright, I’ll go back to Haori Mountain to arrange."
He seed to feel the urgency of the situation and decisively, said to Zheng Fa: "The Haori disciples here will be left to you."
After saying this, he gave Monk Zhitong a look, as if entrusting him.
After a couple of exchanges, he lifted the tent flap, set up a purple cloud, and intended to fly back to Haori Mountain.
No one expected that at this mont, a voice called out to stop him.
"True Immortal Yun, stay!"
True Immortal Xuanding and the others changed expression one after the other, quickly flying outside the tent.
Zheng Fa followed closely, and stepping out of the main tent, he saw a familiar figure blocking True Immortal Yun’s path.
Sect Leader Yan!
He held an ancient Immortal Sword, and his figure flickered in and out of the void, his presence terrifying even to Zheng Fa.
"Yan Changge?" True Immortal Yun’s face was grim, and he coldly barked, "You dare show yourself!"
Was the Sect Leader Yan’s na truly that?
Zheng Fa glanced at Sect Leader Yan’s face and found his expression livelier than the last ti they t.
However, the expressions on Xuanding and the others were each more unpleasant than the other.
Now it was clear to everyone:
Monk Zhitong’s premonition was perfectly accurate!
So accurate that Xuanding and the others were caught off guard.
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