Yun Ming's decision abruptly turned the tense atmosphere in the meeting room into a deeper, more solemn silence.
Over the past few years, he had felt a vague sense of unease, as if he were being watched by something dangerous.
Given his level of Cultivation, this was definitely not an illusion.
Although the veracity of Gu Yue's intelligence was still unknown, it gave him direction.
But was it really because of the God Slaying Cannon Shells... Yun Ming was unsure, and it would be best to verify it himself.
"Pavilion Master, going alone to the Federation Supreme Council is too risky." Feng Wuyu frowned. "If the God Slaying Cannon has truly been stolen, there must be a problem within the Federation, perhaps even members of the Holy Spirit Cult lurking there. If they are cornered..."
"Precisely because the risk is great, I must go." Yun Ming's voice was steady. "Only my status is sufficient to force them to respond directly, and only I can remain fearless if they decide to show hostility."
"It's not the first time. They can't do anything to me."
Ya Li tightly grasped his hand, her eyes filled with deep worry, but she merely nodded softly: "Be careful. If anything feels wrong, return immediately."
"I understand." Yun Ming nodded, then looked at Zhuo Shi. "Zhuo Shi, you are fully responsible for the internal screening of the Academy and the secret investigation of those few locations. Use the most covert methods. If you discover anything, do not act rashly. Contact me immediately through the Highest Secure Line."
"Yes!" Zhuo Shi replied in a deep voice.
"Elder Feng, you go talk to the Tang Sect."
"Leave it to me." Feng Wuyu solemnly agreed.
Commands fell one after another.
Finally, Yun Ming's gaze settled on Gu Yue, carrying scrutiny and a hint of subtle meaning: "Student Gu Yue, the intelligence you provided is crucial. Until the truth is determined, you must remain within the Sea Gods Pavilion. This is both protection and necessary observation."
Gu Yue's expression was calm; she bowed slightly: "Yes, Pavilion Master."
Yun Ming said no more. His figure faded like a wisp of smoke, and the next moment, he vanished from the Sea Gods Pavilion, as if he had never been there. He had long attempted to create his own God Position, already surpassing the perception of ordinary Soul Masters.
The Pavilion Elders exchanged glances. Without needing further words, they transformed into streaks of light and dispersed, beginning to execute their assigned tasks.
In the vast Sea Gods Pavilion conference hall, only Ya Li and Gu Yue remained.
Ya Li released her tightly clasped hands, and a warm, boundless, Holy Radiance began to emanate from her body.
This radiance silently spread across the entire Shrek City like ripples, centered on the Sea Gods Pavilion.
She looked at Gu Yue, her tone gentle: "Child, thank you for telling us about this. Regardless of whether it's true or false, you will receive the reward you deserve afterward."
Gu Yue lowered her Silver Eyes. She neither evaded nor admitted anything, only speaking softly: "I merely did what I thought I should do."
"Good girl." Ya Li smiled slightly, her gaze cast outside the window, as if she could see the figure rushing into the distance at extreme speed. "Now, we wait and protect this place well."
...Meanwhile, Arthur, having left the Spirit Conduction Tower, did not head directly to Shrek Academy.
He brought Agravaine and prepared to go hunting.
Waiting foolishly was not his style. Before, he lacked the strength, but now he intended to fiercely attack the Holy Spirit Cult.
Although he couldn't touch the Demigod Limit Douluo of the Holy Spirit Cult, he could still annoy the other trash.
"Huh, just the two of us?" Agravaine, who was dedicated to fighting Evil Soul Masters, hesitated for a rare moment. "We don't need to rush this much. How about we wait a few more years?"
He had fantasized about killing Evil Soul Masters with Arthur for a long time, but only after Arthur became invincible.
"Isn't now a bit too soon? Why don't you Cultivate a bit more?"
"Wait a few more years?" Arthur turned around, looking at his uncle with an expression that screamed, "Are you kidding me?" "Old Man, whether Shrek City will even exist in a few years is debatable. Besides, we're just playing guerrilla warfare; we aren't raiding their main lair. Why do we need so much preparation?"
Agravaine looked awkward.
The problem was that the Holy Spirit Cult was clearly planning a massive conspiracy. Going out and provoking them now was no different from sticking a hand into a hornet's nest.
"Brat, do you know what caution is?" Agravaine pleaded earnestly. He used to be the most zealous killer of Evil Soul Masters, but now he was hesitant.
After all, Arthur represented the future of annihilating Evil Soul Masters.
It was better to be stable and develop slowly now.
"Tsk, if you're still worried, should we call a few more people?"
Agravaine asked, "Who should we call?"
"Leng Yaozhu, call her too." Arthur mused, "Her Martial Soul is quite good for guerrilla warfare."
"Her?!" Agravaine exclaimed in surprise. "You must be joking. That woman wouldn't bother with this kind of thing with us."
"That's simple."
Arthur was confident: "Just tell her we have information about her sister, and it's within the Holy Spirit Cult."
Agravaine: "?"
He looked at his nephew with a horrified expression: "You can't just say that! People will die! That crazy woman will genuinely fight you to the death."
Arthur grinned: "I'm not talking nonsense. I dare say that clues about her sister are definitely within the Holy Spirit Cult."
"It's been so many years, and there's no sign of her sister, dead or alive. Where else could she be, except taken or converted by an organization like the Holy Spirit Cult, which hides in the shadows? What other power on the continent could hide from the Spirit Conduction Tower's intelligence network for so long?"
Agravaine was stunned. After thinking carefully, he realized there was some truth to it. Leng Yaozhu had searched for her sister, Leng Yulai, for many years, practically turning over every visible corner of the continent.
She had even utilized the Secret Forces of the Spirit Conduction Tower, yet consistently found nothing.
If Leng Yulai was still alive and intentionally or unintentionally hiding, the Holy Spirit Cult was indeed one of the most likely places.
Whether as a victim, or... in a worse scenario.
"But this is just speculation." Agravaine was still hesitant.
"Speculation is enough." Arthur interrupted him, his tone certain. "For a sister who has searched for her relative for decades, even a one-in-ten-thousand chance of a clue is enough to drive her mad."
"Besides, we aren't tricking her into dying. We're inviting her to verify this clue and, while we're at it, clean up the Evil Soul Master garbage dump. That's perfectly reasonable."
Agravaine watched his nephew's "Plan Master" expression, and his mouth twitched.
This kid, he had a whole system for calculating people, daring to manipulate even a four-word battle armor master like a chess piece.
But he had to admit, this might be the only way to convince that Iceberg Woman, Leng Yaozhu.
"Fine." Agravaine finally sighed, giving his tacit consent. "You go tell her. I don't want to face her initial burst of rage after she hears the clue."
"Don't worry, leave it to me." Arthur patted his chest... Outside Leng Yaozhu's Private Cultivation Room, the atmosphere was stagnant.
Na'er had obediently gone to rest. At this moment, only Leng Yaozhu, who had just finished a short meditation, was here.
She looked at Arthur, who had returned, and Agravaine, who followed behind with a strange expression, and slightly furrowed her delicate brows.
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