The Tension Finally Broke

The other sects and schools, even the moles sent by the Heavenly Demons, had all come to the same simple conclusion: no matter what, they couldn't let An Jing keep going undefeated. They needed to make him show a weakness so they could get a handle on him and strike where it hurt.

But the Tianyi Demonic Sect had much more to consider.

[An Jing's Jiuli Weapon Master Fate Grid is most likely fake—a Fate Grid he deliberately assumed.]

In the Nether Land of Youli, the Nether Patrol Envoy used his identity as someone "on Da Chen's side" to patiently explain things to his partner at the other end of the communication array: [We've done everything we can to uncover his true nature, but for now, it seems... better suited to growing trees and tending fields.]

[You mean...]

The mole on the other end spoke calmly, with a hint of curiosity: [An Jing isn't some fierce, baleful Divine Fate, but a Divine Fate like Wood Virtue Azure Dragon or Longevity Azure Emperor?]

[The Mingjing Sect is a small, obscure sect. I can't tell. But can the Emperor Court really be sure?]

[Perhaps.]

The Nether Patrol Envoy couldn't reveal what he truly suspected. He could also tell that his partner wasn't entirely convinced.

But what else could he do? Was he supposed to tell the other man that An Jing might be Heaven's Fate... and might even be a Naturalist?

Still...

[Does a Naturalist grow trees too?]

He wondered, puzzled. [That sounds more like something Nothingness Born would do... Especially those strange saplings. Where did they come from? Were they really bestowed by the Heavenly Dao? Or did he exchange for them through Jinyuantian? I couldn't find anything like them in the exchange list...]

[Never mind.]

The Nether Patrol Envoy shook