Tiandu Peak, Misty Pavilion. As Huo Kong looked over the intelligence reports he had gathered, his face darkened as he sat behind his desk.
No one knew where the rumor had come from. It claimed that the Nine Saints were dissatisfied with the series of recent events and intended to bathe the supervisory personnel of every sect in blood, preparing to have the Sect Masters personally serve as supervisors, and so on.
One could imagine how enormous an impact this rumor would have on the major sects once it spread.
In the past, who in the cultivation world would have dared discuss matters concerning the Nine Saints? Yet now, things seemed to be spiraling increasingly out of control. Too many people were whispering in secret—could they possibly kill them all?
The Sacred Realm had also noticed something unusual and had clearly realized that the situation was somewhat out of control. They had ordered the pursuit of Zhuge Chi and Lan Ming suspended for now, directing them to concentrate their strength on sorting out Misty Pavilion's internal affairs first. Not a single person was to be overlooked; every individual's cultivation was to be verified.
Only after the internal situation had been clarified would they devote themselves fully to tracking down the other matters.
He understood that this was a matter of pacifying the outside only after putting the inside in order. But the chaos was growing worse by the day. People within Misty Pavilion kept disappearing. When verifying cultivation, were they supposed to verify the cultivation of those missing people as well? If someone had truly broken through to the Nascent Soul Realm and used that to evade verification, then they would simply be going with the flow. With so many people missing by then, investigating would be difficult even if