Everything before them had seemed so perfectly logical.
The Six-Heaven Emperor Lord within the Mythic Echo had manifested, issuing a single divine decree to quell the chaos of the realm invasion and save Jade Capital Academy.
His honored name had been passed down to later generations and was now publicly spoken by President Jade Void.
Everything seemed flawless, as though a string of coincidences had naturally linked together.
Yet Zhou Yao keenly detected an exceedingly concealed trace of guidance within it.
Ordinarily, matters involving the Emperor Lords of the Heavens were myths of the highest secrecy. The True Gods of Jade Capital Academy could not possibly be unaware of that. Under normal circumstances, they would never casually speak the Six-Heaven Emperor Lord's honored name aloud—yet it had happened exactly so.
Zhou Yao retraced the entire sequence of events, using the karmic vision granted by the Primordial Dao Canon to examine every link.
He saw that, before the True God from Ganges Academy spoke up to question Jade Capital Academy, an exceedingly fine thread of karma had been quietly stirred.
That thread of karma drew upon the most instinctive desires buried in the human heart—the desire to contend, the desire to triumph, the desire to gain the upper hand.
Those thoughts, which had originally lain dormant in that Ganges True God's heart, had been magnified slightly by the gentle plucking of that karmic thread.
Only slightly—not nearly enough to sway his will. At most, it had made him a little more impulsive than usual.
Yet that tiny bit of extra impulsiveness made him disregard the hardline stance Jade Capital Academy had just displayed and speak that speculation about puppets.
Then came the chain reaction. Jade Capital Academy's seven True Gods flew into a collective rage. President Jade Void struck the Ganges