"If other sects were truly stirring up trouble behind the scenes, then this matter was indeed serious."
Inside the White Pagoda, An Dongcheng looked at Xu Qing and Bai Youlou before him, his expression growing several shades more solemn.
"We have more or less gathered all the relevant intelligence. In the Outer City, every faction has specifically sent people to muddy the waters. They have quite a few men, and to deepen the panic, they seem to be secretly buying up lightning-element magical treasures produced elsewhere as well."
Xu Qing calmly laid out all the intelligence they had obtained and the conclusions they had drawn.
"If possible, the Alliance should deploy forces and act as soon as possible, bringing these people under control."
"Oh, and the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion should follow up with related reports. The terminal's communication function would be an excellent opportunity to turn the current situation around."
Bai Youlou added a few words from the side.
"The Heavenly Secrets Pavilion cannot simply step in whenever it pleases."
An Dongcheng waved his hand. "Some of the Academy's instructors have discussed this before. You should understand it as well—using public opinion recklessly will only erode public trust. The detailed information on the lightning tribulation has already been released. If you add anything further at a time like this, it will instead easily arouse suspicion."
Xu Qing and Bai Youlou said nothing. Both of them roughly understood the reasoning behind it.
But the problem was that if this increasingly crazed situation was not stopped, the unrest in the Outer City would only grow worse.
The residents of the Outer City had always lagged far behind the cultivators of the Alliance's Inner City in terms of personal savings.
Originally, everyone had been hanging on to that thread of hope provided by