Xuanming Island, the ancestral grounds of the Xuanming Clan.
Within a Quiet Manor, Xuan Hong and Xuan Yu sat in a Cyan Stone Pavilion, discussing something.
"What? The Heavenly Ghost Sect hopes we won't escalate matters. The Heavenly Moon Sect has dispatched several Golden Immortal Cultivators, and we didn't gain much of an advantage."
Xuan Yu frowned.
If it had been a minor matter, the Xuanming Clan would never have dispatched Golden Immortal Cultivators. Now that the Heavenly Moon Sect had sent several Golden Immortal Cultivators, it was only natural that the Heavenly Ghost Sect did not want to make things bigger.
For the Xuanming Clan, expanding the conflict was not in their interests either. The Heavenly Ghost Sect had already made its stance clear.
"Forget it, let's stop here! The Nangong Clan is watching us like a tiger stalking its prey. If this truly blows up, it won't benefit us. After all this time, have you found out who killed Xuan Hao?"
Xuan Hong asked.
"By the time our clansmen reached Nine Star Island, the Heavenly Moon Sect disciples had already broken the restrictions. That clearly wasn't normal. I suspect it was an enemy of the Heavenly Moon Sect, trying to divert disaster eastward. The Heavenly Ghost Sect disciples merely happened to pass by."
Xuan Yu answered truthfully.
"So aside from the Heavenly Ghost Sect, the other factions are even more suspicious?"
Xuan Hong said with a gloomy expression.
"That's right. The other party was very cautious, leaving pitifully few clues. And after the Heavenly Moon Sect stirred things up, the investigation has become even harder."
Xuan Yu looked troubled.
The Heavenly Moon Sect disciples had damaged the scene. After a fierce battle, they had further erased the scene of the crime, leaving very few useful clues.
"We still