The Secret Organization

"Large-scale magical artifacts like these are basically mounts for Mystic Core Realm cultivators. Even Roaming Dragon, one of the Seven Sons of the Immortal Sect, only received one as a gift from that person of Ten Thousand Blade Peak after advancing to the late Spirit Wandering Realm back then."

"I don't believe Shen Changchuan has the means to purchase such a flying boat."

"The only possibility is that one of those two from Ten Thousand Blade Peak gifted him a flying boat!"

"Hmph! A mere peak Ninth Level of Out-of-Body Realm cultivator was actually given a Void-Escaping Flying Boat. What a grand gesture indeed!"

As he analyzed with a livid face, Situ Yuan could not help but feel a flash of venomous jealousy in his heart.

Back then, he, Situ Yuan, had also been a genius of his generation.

Why had he never received such treatment?

Ten Thousand Blade Peak deserved to decline and head for destruction!

A trace of grim satisfaction flashed through Situ Yuan's heart.

"This matter was indeed an oversight on my part, but it was also something no one could have anticipated."

"If it had been you, could you have imagined that the little brat would receive such a reward?"

"I laid a heavenly net across every route. How could there possibly have been any flaw?"

Situ Yuan said indignantly.

"Hmph! No matter how much you say, your scheme still had a loophole!"

"Could the expenses we wasted earlier because of you be written off with one casual sentence about it being unexpected?"

Someone snorted coldly.

"Exactly. We found the connections you asked for, and we paid the Spirit Stones for the Black Market surveillance."

"In the end, your so-called heavenly net caught nothing, and the matter was not accomplished. How do you intend to settle