White Saint Society Plots a Major Undertaking

Jiang Liu was absorbing vital energy and cultivating in his room.

Suddenly, Cuier ran to Jiang Liu's room and shouted, "Young Master, someone's here to see you!"

Jiang Liu frowned and walked out of the room, where he saw a man who looked like a manager standing at the gate of the courtyard.

Upon seeing Jiang Liu, the man immediately stepped forward and bowed, saying, "Young Master Jiang, greetings! I am the steward of the Feng Family. My master would like to invite Young Master Jiang to our residence for a chat!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Liu frowned slightly and said calmly, "Please tell your patriarch that there's no need for that. I have to go out for a bit later!"

Upon hearing Jiang Liu's words, the steward looked troubled and asked, "Then may I ask when Young Master Jiang will return?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Liu immediately unleashed his aura, and the steward, intimidated by Jiang Liu's imposing presence, felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, trembling all over.

"Do I need you to know when I'm coming back?" Jiang Liu said coldly.

The steward immediately prostrated himself on the ground and said in a trembling voice, "I'm sorry, Young Master Jiang, it was my fault for being so talkative!" He then raised his hand and slapped himself a few times.

Jiang Liu ignored him and turned to head towards the room.

Jiang Liu returned to his room, picked up the package, and turned to leave. The Feng Family steward had already left.

Jiang Liu gave Cuier a few instructions, saying that he would be leaving for a while and that there wouldn't be any peace and quiet here for the next few days. After saying that, he walked out of the courtyard gate.

Cuier was stunned when she saw Jiang Liu leave the courtyard. The young master was gone just like that. If the young lady came back and didn't see him, she would tear her apart!

He immediately rushed off to report to his young mistress.

Jiang Liu left the Ascension Tower and immediately became Elusive Shadows. His figure flickered a few times and then disappeared without a trace.

The old man following Jiang Liu was dumbfounded and hurriedly chased after him, but even after spreading his consciousness, he could not find any trace of Jiang Liu.

Jiang Liu continued his journey out of the south gate of Yuncheng, heading towards the Ten Thousand Mountains.

After listening to Cuier's report, Murong Yin sat there with a slight frown, then shook his head helplessly and continued with his own business.

Seeing that her young mistress remained unmoved, Cuier became anxious. "Miss, aren't you going to go after them?"

Murong Yin looked at Cuier helplessly and explained, "If he wants to leave, no one can stop him. Never mind, he'll be back in a while. He probably just wants to get away and have some peace and quiet!"

Then he tapped Cuier's forehead with his finger, "You! Don't bring random people in to look for your son-in-law in the future!"

Cuier said with a pitiful look, "I know, Miss, I won't do it again next time!"

Murong Yin immediately ignored her and continued with her work.

As soon as Jiang Liu approached the Ten Thousand Mountains, he flew into the air and sent a signal to the Frostwing Dragon through his mental imprint.

Before long, the Frostwing Dragon towards Jiang Liu. Upon reaching Jiang Liu, it roared in greeting.

Jiang Liu leaped onto the back of the Frostwing Dragon and commanded it to fly towards the depths of the mountains, while he sat cross-legged to continue his cultivation.

The Frostwing Dragon flew halfway around in the air before heading deep into the mountains.

Upon reaching a dense forest deep in the mountains, Jiang Liu ordered the Frostwing Dragon to stop. He then leaped down.

The Frostwing Dragon paused in mid-air for a moment before heading in another direction.

Jiang Liu darted through the dense forest, intending to find a larger tree to cultivate his skills.

Jiang Liu quickly found his target; a towering tree appeared before him, Jiang Liu leaped onto it. He skillfully set up his shelter.

Jiang Liu then resumed his cultivation, planning to cultivate here for a month, as he always felt uncomfortable cultivating at the Ascension Tower in Cloud City.

Jiang Liu continued cultivating, holding a beast core in each hand. As he absorbed the rich spiritual energy into his body, Jiang Liu felt a refreshing sensation spread throughout his entire being.

He then focused intently on his cultivation, which was the fastest way to cultivate.

While Jiang Liu was focused on his cultivation, in a dense forest about thirty miles away from Jiang Liu, there was a hollowed-out underground space.

The space inside is huge; it could easily accommodate several hundred people. This place must have been dug a long time ago.

At this moment, in one of the secret rooms in this space, there are four people sitting: representatives from Corpse Valley, White Saint Society Sect, Lotus Sect, and a bald man, who should be the representative of Buddhism.

With so many people gathered together, they are obviously plotting something.

The representative of Corpse Valley said in a sinister tone, "Alright, everyone, our conditions at Corpse Valley have always been the same: as long as you give us the corpses of martial artists, we will provide you with Corpse Golems, and you can pin the blame for everything you do on us!"

The Lotus Sect representative said nonchalantly, "We can provide manpower, but we don't want corpses, we want survivors. Don't do what happened in Wind City last time, where you only left us a few survivors. I'd have a hard time explaining that!"

The White Saint Society representative looked at the bald monk. "Jiekong, what about you? What did your abbot say?"

Jiekong touched the scar on his head. "Our abbot gave us instructions: just destroy the Martial Prohibition Hall and find the Heaven-level secret manual for us. That way, we can give the abbot an explanation. As for manpower, we'll provide that too."

Jiekong then chuckled lewdly, "You all know my preferences! I enjoy helping to take care of wives who have lost their husbands, so please go easy on me!"

The representative of the White Saint Society laughed heartily, "Everyone knows Master Jiekong's preferences, of course. Since everyone has no objections, then it's decided."

"As for the date of the uprising, we will inform everyone at that time. Please go back and inform your respective leaders to prepare manpower."

After everyone had left, the representative of the White Saint Society went to another secret room. As soon as he entered, a cold voice rang out, "Huang Xian, how did the negotiations with them go?"

"Reporting to the Master, they have all agreed, and the conditions are the same as before!" Huang Hai replied respectfully.

"Hmm! Very good! Continue to maintain contact with them until the day the uprising begins!" Liu Haibo, the vice leader of the White Saint Society, said with satisfaction.

"Yes, Master!" Huang Xian respectfully withdrew.

As Liu Haibo watched Huang Xian's departing figure, he pondered to himself. According to his spies, the Martial Prohibition Hall had been withdrawing its manpower. Why was that? Could it be that other forces were preparing to make a move?

Liu Haibo thought about it for a long time but still couldn't figure it out. So he stopped worrying about it, put aside his doubts, and continued to calculate the manpower. He immediately felt that the uprising was going to succeed.

It's a win-win situation no matter how you look at it. Once we win, the three factions will probably accept it.

After all, the rift between the Great Qian Dynasty and the Three Sects is widening, so it's conceivable that the Three Sects would step in to hold Martial Arts Tournament.

The imperial court has banned martial arts, yet these three sects are still holding Martial Arts Tournament. Isn't this a way of promoting martial arts? Liu Haibo thought of this and smiled happily.