That was precisely why Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan had gone to the Northern Frontier to search for the culprit. Yet judging from the current situation, it seemed that the Nine Serenities Sect truly had not done it.
Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan exchanged a glance and both shook their heads.
"There are no leads. We can't find a shred of solid evidence."
Wang Ruyan sighed softly, her voice tinged with bitterness.
"Don't worry! We'll definitely uncover the truth. We'll definitely avenge them."
Wang Changsheng consoled her. If the Nine Serenities Sect was not responsible, then it might have been one of the Wang Family's hostile forces, or perhaps Yellow Dragon Island.
Yellow Dragon Island had the strength to do it, but it had no motive. At the time, the Wang Family had merely been a minor force and had no serious conflict of interests with Yellow Dragon Island.
All of this was only speculation. With the Nine Serenities Sect lead having gone cold, Wang Changsheng could only turn his attention to Yellow Dragon Island.
Ye Haitang nodded, feeling somewhat disappointed.
Wang Changsheng, Wang Ruyan, and Ye Haitang spoke through the night. They repeatedly reminded Ye Haitang not to release Zhao Meier lightly.
Leaving aside anything else, she had been the final Sect Master of the Myriad Ghosts Sect. If someone recognized her, it would be Trouble. Fortunately, more than four thousand years had passed, so presumably few cultivators still knew what the Myriad Ghosts Sect Master looked like. Better safe than sorry; unless absolutely necessary, Ye Haitang was not to release Zhao Meier.
The next day, Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan gathered all the clansmen. Wang Jiyu wore iron chains, his gaze vacant.
"If not for Jiyu, so many clansmen would not have died. His mistake was unintentional, but