Jade Maiden Peak's Female Disciples

Yun Zishan heard Yang Ning's words. She herself knew very well that completely eliminating all the moles was not something that could be accomplished overnight; it truly required taking things slowly.

And for now, the merit of capturing over ten spies was enough to greatly boost the Law Enforcement Hall's prestige within the sect, and also to let everyone witness Yun Zishan's methods and capabilities.

"So, what do we do next?" she couldn't help but ask.

Originally, Yun Zishan had sent Qiao Bin to fetch Yang Ning precisely because she hoped he could interrogate the insane mole again, trying to find a new way to locate the Demonic Cult moles.

Now, after hearing Yang Ning's analysis, which had accurately pinpointed Yun Zishan's true goal of competing for Sect Master, she unconsciously began to want to ask for Yang Ning's opinion.

Yang Ning's breathing had already become somewhat rapid due to the heat. He picked up the booklet in his hand: "Aside from the two spies who resisted arrest and committed suicide, the remaining fifteen individuals are from Dan Peak (one person), Artifact Peak (two people), the Library Pavilion (one person), Beast Taming Peak (three people), Jade Maiden Peak (one person), and seven people from Kong Ming Peak, Han Yuan Peak, and Cang Mu Peak, among others."

Yun Zishan nodded: "That's right, you remember very clearly."

"Send people to release the news," Yang Ning's voice and expression remained unchanged, "say that the mole from Dan Peak intended to steal the sect-protecting treasure, the Nine Revolutions Returning Yang Pill Formula, the one from Artifact Peak wanted to steal the Lan Cang Sword, the one from the Library Pavilion attempted to burn the Sword Sect Historical Records, the one from Beast Taming Peak plotted to seize the Kirin Essence Blood, and the one from Jade Maiden Peak..."

He paused, showing no hint of guilt on his face, "the spy from Jade Maiden Peak intended to commit misdeeds against the female disciples. As for the others from various peaks, just say they were after the treasures most valued by those peaks. Whatever treasure each peak values most, just say the spy plotted against it."

The capture of over a dozen moles, for the vast majority of cultivators and even the peak masters of each peak, had little direct bearing on them. If promoted in the usual manner, with meticulous detail, people would at most offer a few words of praise and forget about it within two or three days.

To maximize the impact of this event, it had to be publicized this way—using what each peak cherished most and cared about most as the hook. The Nine Revolutions Returning Yang Pill, the Lan Cang Sword, the Kirin Essence Blood, and the female disciples of Jade Maiden Peak... each one tugged at the heartstrings of countless cultivators, enough to incite public outrage and become the topic of conversation for the next several months, or even years.

People always forget who was good to them, but they can never forget the harm someone has done to them, making it etched in their memory.

People are creatures who remember bad things, not good ones. The merits of the Law Enforcement Hall could easily be forgotten, but spies targeting their most cherished possessions would make them talk for a long time.

And the Law Enforcement Hall, by nipping all these conspiracies in the bud, would naturally win longer-lasting and deeper gratitude from everyone.

This was precisely why Yang Ning proposed this suggestion.

However, upon hearing Yang Ning's words, Yun Zishan's eyes widened instantly. She shook her head repeatedly: "Absolutely not! These fifteen moles have not undergone any interrogation whatsoever, and have not confessed to these crimes at all!"

Yang Ning picked up the teacup beside him. The water inside had already been drunk, his lips were cracked, and his voice had become hoarse.

"Then I ask you, if they were lurking in various peaks, if not to steal treasures and disrupt the sect, then what else could they be doing?" Yang Ning leaned back against the chair. "We are merely stating the facts they haven't confessed to, letting everyone in the sect know."

"No, I cannot do this," Yun Zishan's expression was very serious. "I have presided over the Law Enforcement Hall for many years, and I have always acted with integrity. I have never done anything against my conscience like this."

Yang Ning chuckled: "You are upright and unwilling to do this, I understand. If you were to do this voluntarily, it would be a flaw in your character. But I must do this; I must maximize the benefits of the Law Enforcement Hall's capture of these moles. Otherwise, I would be an incompetent advisor."

Yang Ning gripped the armrest and stood up. He didn't manage it on the first try, but with a second effort, he struggled to his feet.

"Don't worry, I won't put you in a difficult position. You don't need to give the order to spread this news; I will have people spread it from my shop."

Just as Yun Zishan was about to speak, Yang Ning raised his hand to stop her: "I am not a disciple of your Law Enforcement Hall, and I have no right to interfere with my decisions."

With that, Yang Ning walked towards the hall door with unsteady steps. Yun Zishan watched Yang Ning's retreating figure, her heart filled with mixed emotions.

On one hand, she deeply resisted this kind of exaggerated propaganda to promote achievements; on the other hand, she had to admit that Yang Ning's considerations were thorough. This suggestion could indeed maximize her benefits and was indeed thinking for her.

Yun Zishan was not someone who failed to appreciate kindness. Although she did not agree with Yang Ning's methods, a sense of gratitude involuntarily arose in her heart. Therefore, when Yang Ning proposed this suggestion, she merely expressed her opposition and said nothing more—she was afraid Yang Ning would misunderstand. She simply disagreed with this method of "false propaganda" and had no dissatisfaction with him personally.

As Yang Ning slowly opened the hall door, Xu Yinyin was standing not far from the plaza. A cold wind blew, and Yang Ning paused before suddenly collapsing to the ground.