Feng Jun had learned the exact news, but he faced a problem: how could he explain the source of his information to his companions?
Aside from the Mirror Spirit, both the Yin Soul Big Shot and the Vast Emptiness Consciousness had to remain hidden. He had hoped Vermilion Ginger Grass could act as a messenger, but Vermilion Ginger Grass bluntly refused, with an excellent reason: "Since I became aware, I have never deceived anyone!"
For some reason, the Big Shot simply could not stand Vermilion Ginger Grass. It sneered. "Then wasn't your 'Ancestral Patriarch' deceiving people?"
"That was an emergency measure!" Vermilion Ginger Grass could actually analyze matters dialectically. "I only wanted to protect myself. I never meant to hurt anyone!"
"I'm not asking you to hurt anyone either," Feng Jun muttered irritably. But since it was unwilling, he naturally would not force the matter. "Forget it. I'll just say I deduced it."
A day later, the groups investigating the three directions all returned. Qing Jian, the True Immortal who had already been injured, had this time lost an arm outright. He and True Venerable Hanhai had once again been besieged by Heavenly Demons and demon beasts. In a moment of distraction, he lost an arm.
True Venerable Hanhai was furious. He swept away every Heavenly Demon and demon beast, then promised Qing Jian that once they returned to the Mysterious Water Sect, he would give him a pill that could regenerate his severed limb without damaging his foundation.
Qing Jian himself had channels to acquire such a limb-regeneration pill—though the cost would be considerable, it was not difficult. But preserving his foundation entirely... that was basically impossible.
However, obtaining such a pill was not difficult for True Venerable Hanhai. Of course, that was mainly because Qing Jian had taken