Ten Directions Pavilion.
At the summit of a towering peak that reached the heavens, inside a vast and luxurious pavilion hall.
Xue Zhen wore a snow-white gown, her hands clasped behind her back. The Left and Right Protectors stood before her.
"How are things?" Xue Zhen asked.
"Pavilion Master, over this period, Ghost God Ridge has sent out quite a few people to investigate the Demon Race member's background, but they seem to have found nothing so far," the Left Protector said with a bow.
"What about the Ancient Blood Sect Clan?" Xue Zhen asked.
"The Ancient Blood Sect Clan has made no moves. Ghost God Ridge has been the one running about all this time. Clearly, they will not let this matter rest," the Left Protector said.
"Mm."
Xue Zhen nodded slightly, then turned to the Right Protector and asked, "Has there been any movement from the Yun Tian Sect?"
The Right Protector was an exceedingly short, fat middle-aged man, round as a ball and purple all over. His true body was a kind of spiritual fruit.
"Reporting to Pavilion Master, the Yun Tian Sect has shown no movement. However, that Demon Race member left for some time and only returned today. Our people did not dare to follow him," the Right Protector said solemnly.
Upon hearing this, Xue Zhen fell silent.
The Ancient Blood Sect Clan would not simply stand by, but they would not act rashly either. They were having Ghost God Ridge investigate matters for them.
Once they determined that Demon Race member's identity—or confirmed that he did not have much of a background—they would likely make their move.
"Let us wait and see what happens," Xue Zhen said with a sigh. It was best if they did not involve themselves in this matter.
"Pavilion Master,