The Furnace Learns

Dust World Pavilion, rear courtyard.

A magnetic voice rang out through the rear courtyard.

"What you said is not wrong, but you missed one point."

Cheng Buzheng spoke with a smile at the corner of his lips.

Cheng Liu frowned and pondered for a while, going over the matter several times, yet he still could not think of anything they had overlooked.

As for Cheng Wenxin, he had not even considered the layer of karmic entanglement, much less thought of anything else that might have been neglected.

At this moment, he looked eagerly at Cheng Buzheng, hoping he would resolve this doubt.

Seeing this.

Cheng Buzheng did not keep them in suspense and pointed out:

"The sect!"

Upon hearing this.

Cheng Liu's eyes lit up, as though he had thought of something.

"Could it be that the sect's side..."

"Correct!"

Cheng Buzheng nodded.

"That is precisely the answer!"

When Cheng Wenxin saw that Ancestor Liu had immediately grasped the key point after the Ancestor's hint, while he himself had failed to do so.

An involuntary look of admiration appeared in his eyes.

Seeing that Cheng Wenxin still had not understood, Cheng Buzheng did not blame him. After all, he was still a youth and had experienced relatively few things.

Then.

Cheng Buzheng explained:

"If a Mortal Cultivator of profound cultivation had exhausted every effort to send news back to his sect before dying, it showed just how important that information was."

"Then there is also a great possibility that the other party's sect, in order to keep the news from leaking, might resort to murder."

"After all, why would a sect take a Rogue Cultivator with no one to rely on seriously?"

"Besides, by then the puppet would already have been scrapped. With the previous factors ruled out, only the