Chen Yan's thoughts were in a muddle.
He had thought far too highly of himself.
In front of the true bigwigs of these sects, Chen Yan was still far too green.
Though if all his reincarnations were added together, Chen Yan's age probably wasn't much younger than Elder Bai Qiming's.
But their experiences over the same span of years were worlds apart.
Chen Yan had always been nothing more than a minor cultivator wasting away in the outer court, with nothing to do all day.
And he had no talent, whether in cultivation or in schemes and power plays.
As the evaluation of Reincarnation put it, he had lived all those years for nothing.
That was no exaggeration.
Bai Qiming studied Chen Yan's reaction.
"What is it? Why have you been silent this whole time?"
he said.
"Wasn't it you who asked Yue Chi's little disciple to investigate those two murdered Martial Spring Realm cultivators?"
The gap between them wasn't limited to scheming and power plays. There was just as much of a gap in information and connections.
Chen Yan could rely on almost no one but himself—and his own death.
"The person who suppressed the news was Dignity Elder He Furen of Yuanhua Mountain,"
Bai Qiming said.
"Well? Besides Song Wencheng of Kongyuan Mountain, have you also crossed He Furen?"
Chen Yan's pupils contracted, and his heart was shaken.
He Furen!
He knew that name because it was on Steward Song's list!
Song Mingde's list had actually included the name of Yuanhua Mountain's Dignity Elder!
What on earth was going on?
Could Yuanhua Mountain's Dignity Elder also be one of Bai Qiming's allies?
No. If that were true, it would be far too outrageous.
If Elder Bai really had the ability to join forces with the four great elders