Fang Daoling watched coldly from the sidelines, gaining a deeper understanding of the situation in the Purple Mansion.
"This Water Virtue grand arrangement was set by the various lords... No one dares overturn the chessboard, nor do they have the strength to."
"But when it came to the Purple Mansion True Persons carrying it out, there was room for a little flexibility... For instance, that 'Duan Zhuzi' and the cultivator from earlier had clearly received a True Person's instruction, or been influenced by a Divine Ability, to make Song Qingzhou take a trip north... Eight or nine times out of ten, that would disrupt some other arrangement, which was why the Nine-Heavens Fire Manor's banner wielder was so displeased..."
"My strength is now sufficient to overturn the table in the mortal world, and I have Golden Cores backing me... Whatever they are plotting, they have to give me a share of the benefits."
Once he understood this point, Fang Daoling became even more unshakable, sitting serenely on his fishing platform and watching the show.
The Purple Mansion True Persons could not possibly clash with Divine Abilities over a mere disagreement. After exchanging a few messages, they reached an agreement and continued observing the mortal world.
Whoosh!
The cloud boat flew eastward, merely adjusting its angle slightly to draw closer to the north.
Whoosh, whoosh!
On the deck, fierce winds howled.
Song Qingzhou had ultimately refused to travel all the way north, but slightly altering their course while searching for a Fire Virtue cultivator to ask for help was only natural.
"Not good!"
At that moment, he sensed an overwhelming fiendish aura surge ahead. His expression changed. "Something's wrong up ahead..."
"I studied Six-Ren Divine Calculation... Let me make a divination."
Duan Zhuzi formed a hand seal with his right