Saint Spirit Gu

The hall was silent. Jing Hua Real Person had already taken his leave, leaving only Chu Mu drinking alone, still deep in thought.

After a long while, he seemed to recover somewhat. He glanced at the Thread-drawing Gu Jade Slip on the table, his brows visibly tinged with helplessness.

After all those twists and turns, in the end...

The only person who might have known this Gu's true nature had actually died long ago? If he had known it would be like this, why had he gone to such great lengths?

At this point, it seemed that only one final, almost illusory hope remained.

The Wang Family Golden Core who had killed Jing Yu... Wang Yu! Yet, although the recorded image showed that Jing Yu's remains had indeed fallen into Wang Yu's hands...

But... when a man died, his lamp went out. Whether Jing Yu had truly known the mysteries of this Thread-drawing Gu recipe was still unknown, much less Wang Yu, who had merely collected his corpse.

No one could guarantee that Jing Yu's body contained information concerning the Thread-drawing Gu's mysteries, nor could anyone be sure whether the Storage Space had been damaged during that fierce battle...

There were simply far too many uncertainties.

"Forget it!"

Countless thoughts churned through his mind, only to end in a soft sigh.

Chu Mu casually put away the Jade Slip and stepped outside.

What would happen could only be seen when the time came.

The core of the discussion led by the Nascent Soul Supreme Elder earlier had been this man!

Layer upon layer of arrangements, plans linked one after another, even the personal attention and arrangements of a Nascent Soul Great Expert—all of it was merely to lure this man out from the shadows.

Once they captured him, the truth