True Lord Jiuyue felt somewhat uneasy. He extended his divine sense and swept it over Lu Wangyou, then his eyes sharpened. With a raised hand, he snatched a tiny gray speck into his grasp and crushed it in an instant.
True Lord Jiuyue then said coldly:
"Hmph! These wicked cultivators certainly have their tricks, setting their sights on this lord's disciple. They truly deserve death!"
Lu Wangyou was startled as well. He had already been extremely careful, yet the wicked cultivators had still tampered with him. The thought of it left him shaken with lingering fear.
"Master, the other cultivators who escaped with this disciple were likely marked as well. Please help them eliminate this future danger."
They had, after all, shared hardship together. Lu Wangyou was willing to extend them this favor.
True Lord Jiuyue did not object. He said to True Person Tan beside him:
"Fellow Daoist Tan, trouble yourself to have those cultivators who escaped come see this lord."
"Yes, True Lord."
True Person Tan was more than happy to have someone handle the aftermath for him. Raising his hand, he sent out a Message Talisman.
Only then did True Lord Jiuyue speak again:
"Wangyou, tell me in detail what happened to you this time."
"Yes, Master."
Lu Wangyou then began recounting the events. Shortly afterward, the other cultivators who arrived one after another added their own accounts, thoroughly bringing the wicked cultivators' abduction of outstanding disciples to use as cultivation furnaces into the open.
Just as True Lord Jiuyue was about to interrogate the captured wicked cultivator lackeys, every one of them died in the dungeon. After True Person Tan examined them, he found that their Seas of Consciousness had ruptured. They had clearly been silenced.
True Person Tan wiped the sweat from his brow and