The Nuo Mask Stirs

Back in his room, Li Yan's thoughts were still in turmoil.

What Zhao the Donkey had let slip unintentionally was simply too horrifying.

Xu Fu's disciple must have been one of the people from "Jianmu."

Looking back, many things now seemed suspicious.

That old eunuch from GuShui Village had obtained the treasure map from the capital.

At first, he had decided to stay far away from trouble and live quietly as a wealthy landowner in the countryside.

But somehow, the news had leaked, bringing disaster upon him.

There was also the trap left behind by Former Dynasty Da Xing, located right near Qin King's Undying Palace.

Destroying the Qinling Dragon Vein was probably a pretense—

The real goal was to test Qin King's Undying Palace!

First Emperor... could he already have formed an alliance with "Jianmu"?

But it didn't seem so. If First Emperor truly cared about the Nine Cauldrons, why would he have secretly cast them into the Dragon Veins back then for the sake of stabilizing the Divine Land?

Li Yan truly couldn't figure out the reason.

As for the "Netherworld Sect," although their purpose was to guard the Nine Cauldrons, Shen SanYou had cast life and death aside to travel all the way to Dongying, while Senior Yin JiuGe had been crippled for good in the battle of Luoyang and withdrawn from the martial world.

But after this incident, they still had to be much more careful in the future.

Boom, boom, boom!

Just as Li Yan was deep in thought, a knock sounded from outside.

It was the old steward, Chen Fu, inviting them to dinner.

He called it a simple meal, but the Chen residence had prepared it with great care.

In the main hall of the Chen residence, three elmwood Eight Immortals tables had