"Workshop Master, something happened!"
Before the sealed Huan, Yang An directly immersed his consciousness into the Flesh-Tree.
Since Huan could sense his actions as long as he remained within Earth Demon Cliff, there was no way to hide them. Yang An saw no need to conceal anything and could only handle special circumstances with special measures.
Besides, Huan might not necessarily be able to sense the existence of the Flesh-Tree.
"Hm? You killed another Gui Dao?"
Only after quite a while did a reply from the Workshop Master arrive.
"..."
"Not that. Something happened to the Traitorous Scripture Society."
Yang An froze for a moment before replying. It seemed killing Jishan had truly shocked the Workshop Master.
"We've been captured. We're all in the hands of the Golden Soul Cult now."
Before Yang An could explain what had happened, a new fruit appeared on the Flesh-Tree—but this fruit came from Heart.
Yang An had already sensed the auras beyond Earth Demon Cliff. There were five people captured by Xuan You: Skin Hair, Heart, Black Egg, Ram Horn, and Young Infant.
White Bird was safe and sound within the Golden Soul Cult's headquarters.
Broken Hand and Wen Yin had unexpectedly escaped Xuan You's grasp, while the others had suffered misfortune. Heart was among them.
He had not expected this fellow to still have the consciousness to contact them through the Flesh-Tree. Presumably, Heart could not use the ring bestowed by the Workshop Master in Xuan You's presence and could only rely on the Flesh-Tree to transmit a message.
"Was it Xuan You?"
This time, the Workshop Master's reply came swiftly. He had also noticed the message White Bird had sent earlier.
Heart recounted the entire sequence of events in meticulous detail: how they had fallen into Xuan You's hands, and how