"Leave! Remember, this Venerable Lord's purpose is by no means to punish you! Get the matter done, and your rewards will be plentiful!"
The Venerable Lord waved his hand, his expression softening. After promising everyone rewards and displaying both kindness and authority, he finally dismissed them.
The next moment, eight figures shot into the sky. Led by Lin Wuyou, they sped straight beyond the heavens.
Watching Lin Wuyou's group vanish into the distance, the Venerable Lord stood proudly atop the mountain peak, in no hurry to leave.
With another wave of his hand, cyan light flashed from his sleeve. A miniature Nascent Soul, smaller than a fist, appeared before him.
The tiny Nascent Soul hovered in midair, its rice-grain eyes fixed on the Venerable Lord before it, its face full of fawning smiles.
Drawing a deep breath, it quickly lowered its voice. "Venerable Lord, Lin Wuyou's words sounded watertight, but upon closer thought, they clearly felt somewhat less than truthful."
"Leaving this matter to him may well backfire if we are even slightly careless, and we could instead fall into his calculations!!!"
The Venerable Lord remained expressionless as he said calmly, "No matter. This Venerable Lord never expected him to bring back much good news in the first place! If he truly harbors ill intentions and wishes to scheme against me, then he will have to put forth a considerable price as well."
"If he cannot squeeze out every last bit of his value, what use is there in keeping him?"
"Rather, that Granny Yun of Heavenly Absolute Peak—do you truly know nothing more about her?"
His gaze settling on the miniature Nascent Soul, the Venerable Lord casually asked another question, seemingly without much thought.
How could he possibly feel no vigilance toward the mysterious Granny Yun and her sudden