In Black House Mountain.
Amid layers of shadow, moonlight spilled through gaps in the trees, forming patches of light across the grass and uneven tree roots.
East of the Myriad Poison Sect, beside an inconspicuous stream.
Several furtive figures clad in black and masked gathered here, waiting for something.
Soon, after roughly fifteen minutes, another group of black-clad masked men appeared. They landed lightly by the stream and looked toward the earlier group.
These masked men all had red ribbons tied around their arms as identifying marks.
After a while, another group of masked men with white headscarves hurried over.
"Looks like everyone's here. Now we should think about how to get into the Myriad Poison Sect," the leader with the red ribbon said in a low voice.
"Why not just fight our way in? We have so many experts. It's only the Myriad Poison Sect. If we launch a surprise attack and deny them the chance to use poison, we can settle everything easily," the white-headscarfed leader said coldly.
"Easy for you to say. How about you take the lead later?" the leader of the unmarked masked men said coldly.
"We three factions gathered here not to compete with our tongues. The Myriad Poison Sect was originally merely a branch of the Heavenly Seal Sect, yet now it has established itself deep in these mountains and even built a small city. At night, the city is closed. Getting in won't be easy.
"And don't tell me you think the name Myriad Poison Sect is just for show," Red Ribbon said coldly.
"Then what do you suggest?"
"Capture someone. Draw them out, then ambush them!" Red Ribbon said quickly. "The Myriad Poison Sect has quite a few medicinal fields and crops outside. We can use those as bait. In this