In the outer city, four Taiyi Saints were stationed inside Taixu Hall, turning the place upside down as they searched. Elder Zong could only stand by, furious but afraid to speak.
The people of Taixu Hall had been matching wits with the Jiudu Guard, hiding everything that needed hiding before they could get to it.
After searching for a long while, they still found nothing connected to Lan Poison.
During the search, Ou Rushuang hinted at the danger of the Futuo Tower Fragments being exposed. He said the matter threatened the Six Nations and could throw the world into chaos, leaving the people homeless and scattered. So he refused to let it go and insisted on thoroughly investigating everyone and everything connected to the fragments.
Wu Huaiwei smiled and voiced her agreement, adding fuel to the fire. Elder Zhu said nothing, but Leng Rouyin found Wu Huaiwei rather strange. She sneered, "The Yin-Yang School governs the fate of the nation. You must have investigated the matter of the Futuo Tower Fragments plenty of times. If Dean Ou truly wants to investigate, why not start with these Yin-Yang School Sages?"
"Sounds good. If you find the fragments on me, I'll return them. If you don't, then for falsely accusing me, Younger Sister Rouyin, you'll have to compensate me with the rare weapon at your waist, the Zhu Xie Sword. How about it?"
Wu Huaiwei's eyes shifted as she sized up the sword at Leng Rouyin's waist.
Its scabbard was snow-white, carved with auspicious clouds and beast patterns. The hilt was the color of redwood, like a flower branch.
Leng Rouyin didn't even look at her. She replied indifferently, "Keep dreaming."
Ou Rushuang sat in the main hall, ignoring the two trading barbs. He calmly lifted the teacup from the table and