This little fishing village was destined to remain restless tonight.
Just as Cen Hongyue was taking in a disciple, two blurry figures huddled together not far away.
A strange "curtain" draped over their bodies, completely blending their forms into the night. Their auras had been lowered to an almost imperceptible level, clearly thanks to an extraordinary stealth treasure.
The two were dressed very casually, like two ordinary Rogue Cultivators, but their movements were crisp and practiced. They clearly belonged to some faction.
"What do we do?"
One of them suddenly spoke in a hoarse voice. "We investigated again and again, and only after tracing things here did we discover that person's origins were deeply problematic. Almost all his blood relatives are dead... He has only one younger sister left, and now she's about to be taken as a disciple by the Ruthless Immortal Maiden... Should we go stop it?"
"Our Wind Hearing Tower is only good at gathering information. We're not much stronger than the Five Manifestations Cult. If you want to stop them, go ahead..."
The other cultivator replied coldly.
"But the employer's task..."
The cultivator who had spoken first hesitated.
"There's something fishy about this mission. Who would have thought that it would ultimately lead us to that person... We're just pawns crossing a river..."
The other cultivator gave a tragic laugh. "Even if we didn't want to investigate, the force behind us compelled us to do so. In fact, it seemed there wasn't just one force... Heh... They didn't dare offend a Great Sage, so they threw us out to take the lightning for them... The key is... we couldn't refuse them. It's truly suffocating!"
"Regardless, we've completed the mission."
The Rogue Cultivator who had spoken first said, "It's just that I never imagined that the Great