"Stop slandering us. Our Cai Family would never stoop to such methods, so don't pin this kind of thing on us."
Even though Cai Yuansong already believed Jiang Ping An's words, he would never admit it in public.
The reason was simple: it would damage the Cai Family's image.
At the same time, Jiang Ping An was the grandson of Yue Jiuxiao, Realm Lord of the Nether Moon Palace.
If he dared admit it, he would inevitably anger the Nether Moon Palace.
Therefore, no matter what, they would never admit to having assassinated Jiang Ping An.
Besides, this matter had not been his doing either.
Cai Yuansong stopped paying attention to Jiang Ping An and walked toward the stone stele where cultivation techniques could be exchanged.
After learning that he might be a member of the Cai Family, the others had already stepped aside to make way for him.
In order to exchange for high-grade Immortal Techniques here and improve his Sealing Art, he had painstakingly cultivated here for three hundred years and captured a great number of Thunder Spirits.
With a casual flick of his hand, he threw out thirty-one sealed Thunder Spirits.
At the sight of so many Thunder Spirits, the Immortals present all widened their eyes.
"My heavens, thirty-five Thunder Spirits! In tens of thousands of years, the number of people who have caught more than thirty Thunder Spirits could be counted on one hand. Yet this man... he actually caught thirty-five!"
"This man is definitely from the Cai Family, one of the Azure Branch Five Great Powers!"
"That's incredible! I only caught five in three hundred years. How did he do it?"
Everyone's eyes were filled with awe and envy.
Only those who had personally caught Thunder Spirits knew just how difficult they were to capture.