"The second possibility is that the Bronze Holy Palace really does exist, but the faction spreading the news doesn't know where it is either. So they spread the information and let the masses search for it."
"That way, they can sit back like fishermen on the bank and reap the benefits. But the prerequisite for doing so is that the faction spreading the news has absolute confidence that it can suppress everything—absolute strength to suppress everything."
"So, to sum it up, you've been played."
Having reached his conclusion, Ye Lin looked at Ye Lingxi with undisguised contempt in his eyes. She actually failed to see through something so simple.
Wasn't it obvious?
Seeing the faintly disdainful look in Ye Lin's eyes, Ye Lingxi's face immediately flushed red.
"Maybe someone else stole the information? And then happened to leak it by accident?"
Ye Lingxi stubbornly argued. She would never admit she was an idiot. She was no fool.
"That's possible too, but the odds are tiny—about as likely as you walking down the road and, guess what, finding a top-grade Immortal-tier cultivation technique right in front of you."
Ye Lin waved a hand casually. If that were really the case, then there was something wrong with the Bronze Holy Palace itself.
"This..."
Ye Lingxi hesitated. She repeatedly reconsidered whether Ye Lin's words were correct, and in the end, she came to a conclusion: what Ye Lin said might be true.
She, along with the major factions, might truly have been played. It was as if a giant hand were manipulating the course of the entire Northern Frontier.
Secretly carving up the entire Northern Frontier's landscape, while she was nothing more than a pitiful, insignificant pawn amid this great tide.
The more she thought about it, the less confident she became. She