Ji Water Master

"This is an untransmitted secret of my lineage—there is no need for you to dig to the root of it, Daoist."

Fang Qing let out a soft laugh.

"You cultivate Earth Virtue. Could it be witchcraft? Through sacrifices to ghosts and gods, using those ghosts and gods as a vessel, extending yourself onto that Foundation Establishment cultivator?"

A thoughtful gleam flashed through White Ze's eyes. "That could indeed conceal it from Mysterious Void Heaven. But every sacrifice to ghosts and gods costs a great deal. Daoist, your resources are quite abundant—"

So ghosts and gods are that versatile?

Fang Qing's heart stirred. But this is likely a Golden Core method, and it may not be enough to evade the [Year Guardian]—yet my Dao Birth Pearl reaches without limit. Perhaps even the [Year Guardian] would be unable to trace it—

He smiled. "For the Attendant God to make an exception today and send your true self here, you clearly have business with me?"

At this, even White Ze's crystal-like eyes misted over. "It's over, it's over—Great Zhou is marching south, with Xia Yuanqi as commander, attacking Southern Wu—he means to rebuild the achievements of Great Xia. The Wu-Yue Sword Pavilion will not resist too fiercely this time. The entire Southern Wu royal family is to be sold to Northern Zhou, all to fulfill his [Wing Fire] auspice—"

"The Wu Kingdom Royal Family—the Li Family?"

Fang Qing immediately thought of that Qiantang Sword Meet, and of Li Que and Li Lu. A mocking smile inevitably curled at his lips. "Without the protection of a Golden Core True Lord, even the royal family of a kingdom is merely a chess piece, to be cast aside at will. I only wonder how many benefits the Nine Heavens Fire Palace gave the Wu-Yue Sword Pavilion."