New Master of the Web of Nets!

What Ye Qingcang had the Faceless Man say was not difficult to understand.

Lü Buwei understood it.

The four Sword Masters present understood it too.

But precisely because they understood, they dared not believe their ears, nor could they be sure whether what they had understood was truly what had been said.

For a moment, the scene fell silent.

Everyone was digesting this fact.

Everyone except Ye Qingcang and the Faceless Man currently under his complete control.

Only after more than ten seconds had passed.

Did Lü Buwei become the first to digest this fact.

His tone was calm.

Yet the shock hidden beneath it was unmistakable.

Feigning composure, he probed, "What are you?"

"Does that matter?"

"At least for now, I am a human."

"Using a human shell."

"Inheriting everything he had."

Ye Qingcang controlled the Faceless Man and spread his hands.

His unconcerned attitude was obvious.

Then he countered, "Do you think I am not human right now?"

"Not exactly."

"I simply want to know your true nature."

"I also want to know what exactly the person sitting before me and speaking with me is—something man-made, something born of heaven and earth?"

"Or something created through certain secret arts?"

As the head of the Eclectic School, Lü Buwei knew a great deal about the affairs of the world.

It was true that he was not proficient in everything.

But it was also true that his knowledge covered a vast range.

In that instant, countless unorthodox methods came to mind.

Such as Baiyue's gu arts.

Such as the Yin Yang Family's soul-control techniques.

Such as the strange arts of the Gongshu Family.

Although none quite matched this unknown creature claiming to have inherited everything, both outward and inward, who could guarantee that someone had not developed something new from