Let Ning Fengzhi go!

Ning Fengzhi was a pawn they needed to put to good use.

But to make the most of him, they would need Chuan Ling's help.

Gu Rong and the others also wanted to see what the High Priestess intended to do.

"Sixth Spirit Master, before I answer your question, I have something to ask," the High Priestess said.

"Go ahead, High Priestess," Gu Rong replied.

"Did you know their plans for this attack?" Bo Saixi asked.

Gu Rong and the others nodded. "Of course. We have informants planted in every one of their factions."

"This time, most of the credit goes to Tang Hao and his group."

Gu Rong then told Bo Saixi everything Tang Hao and the others had reported.

"So that's what happened. I was wondering why Qian Xunji would be foolish enough to attack."

"It seems letting Tang Hao and the others leave back then was the right choice."

"I originally intended to reveal Ning Fengzhi in front of them."

"But now, I think sending him back would be better."

"What do you think, Sixth Spirit Master?"

Bo Saixi posed the question.

Ye Lin and the others exchanged glances, then nodded.

"That works," Ye Lin said. "But Ning Fengzhi has lost his hands, feet, and tongue. Sending him back doesn't seem like it would accomplish much."

"Ventriloquism!" Bo Saixi said.

"High Priestess, are you saying Ning Fengzhi knows ventriloquism?" Gu Rong asked in surprise.

Ventriloquism was extremely difficult to learn. Some people could spend their entire lives trying without mastering it.

Let alone someone as insignificant as Ning Fengzhi.

Ning Fengzhi owed his mastery of ventriloquism to his earlier studies at Spirit Hall.

Spirit Hall had records on ventriloquism, though few people ever bothered to study them. Ning Fengzhi was grateful he had happened to read them