Seeing that the others no longer doubted him and had turned their attention back to the Ancestral City, Cang Jiulong breathed a quiet sigh of relief.
He immediately declared with absolute certainty, "The Ancestral City is the key. I dare say it's the only thing we can rely on to reach the Ancestral Realm!"
"Oh? Then let's hear it."
As the saying went, once bitten by a snake, one feared ropes for ten years.
Cang Jiulong was too good at deception. He had fooled them before, and they remained wary and suspicious of him.
The more certain he sounded, the more they suspected something was amiss.
But whatever the case, this concerned the secrets of the Ancestral Realm. Even if Cang Jiulong's words were half true and half false, they were willing to listen. At least they might glimpse some truth. That was better than knowing nothing while everything was kept under wraps.
Cang Jiulong knew, of course, that they still doubted him.
But he was in no hurry.
He had steered the matter back to the Ancestral City, so the initiative remained his.
"Before we discuss the Ancestral City, we still need to talk about the Heavenly Scripture of Myriad Wonders."
"What, do you actually have a lead on the Heavenly Scripture of Myriad Wonders?"
"A lead? Of course not. If I had one, there would be no need for the Ancestral City. I'd simply search for the Heavenly Scripture of Myriad Wonders in secret, wouldn't I?"
"Then why did you—"
"Don't rush. Hear me out. What I'm trying to say is... we may be unable to find the Heavenly Scripture of Myriad Wonders at all."
"Hm?"
"Hm?"
Wan Shenfeng and the others looked up, anger glinting in their eyes.
"Cang Jiulong, are you playing us?"
"No. Why would