"Is what you said true?"
After a long while, Shui Wenjie still asked somewhat shakily.
This news was simply too shocking. If Shui Mochan had not lied to him, then it was indeed enough to fundamentally change Great Sound Pavilion's stance.
For all these years, as a first-rate cultivation force that monopolized intelligence trading on the Central River Continent, Great Sound Pavilion had remained as neutral as possible regarding many matters in the cultivation world and did not excessively involve itself in the continent's affairs. Only then had it been able to achieve the utmost in intelligence.
Previously, Jia Wenhe, the master of Great Sound Pavilion in the Southern Bright Continent and Shui Mochan's master, had coveted White Lotus's demonic body. He violated Great Sound Pavilion's rules, involved himself in many affairs of the Southern Bright Continent for personal gain, and schemed against numerous cultivators there. Thus, after Jia Wenhe was killed, Great Sound Pavilion had no intention of stepping forward on his behalf.
From this, it was clear that Great Sound Pavilion placed tremendous importance on maintaining its neutral position and would rarely make any changes. Even when Lin Chuan had caused such a huge conflict with the Central River Imperial Family, Great Sound Pavilion had still made no statement. Only because of Shui Mochan was the relationship between the two sides somewhat ambiguous.
But relying on Shui Mochan to make Great Sound Pavilion abandon the foundation it had upheld for thousands or even tens of thousands of years was clearly impossible.
"Do you think I would lie to you?" Shui Mochan asked with a soft laugh.
"But... this..." Shui Wenjie still seemed unable to believe what Shui Mochan had just told him.
Yet at that moment, Shui Mochan's aura shifted slightly. That familiar gentleness, soft as water, vanished,