The Sect of Rumor

"Whoever sees this letter, please deliver it to the Jinxia City Affairs Bureau. Its contents are of great importance and must not be overlooked."

After the first sentence on the first page came a long stretch of blank space.

Only then did Luo Qingqing continue writing—

"Perhaps by the time this letter reaches Jinxia, you will have returned. Or perhaps you still have not made it back from the Western Pole. But no matter what, I fear only you can understand everything written here."

She shifted her posture and spread the paper flat across her lap, allowing herself to write more smoothly—You Province had no charcoal pencils produced in Jinxia, so she still had to rely on traditional brush and ink. Though it was rather inconvenient, considering that the Salvation Sect was still in the midst of relocation, it was already quite good that they could meet this request of hers.

She had not specified who "you" referred to in the letter.

But Luo Qingqing knew that any official in charge at the Affairs Bureau would understand whom she meant when they saw that form of address.

"I had intended to contact Jinxia after reclaiming the Library Pavilion of the Luo Family estate, but the Sound Transmission Device was accidentally damaged during the fighting along the way. I could only resort to this method to convey the news. I hope this letter will not arrive too late."

"You surely cannot imagine what I discovered in Qianren City, You Province."

"That's right. The Black Gate Cult."

As she wrote this, Luo Qingqing's hand hesitated slightly.

To be honest, she could not be completely certain of her judgment, but there was no other possibility besides the Black Gate Cult. Knowing the Listener's inner workings, with the qi within their bodies coexisting with