He possessed secret arts and secret treasures that could conceal the heavenly secrets, so he need not worry about others tracking him down.
But if someone with ulterior motives—such as a Demon Lord of the Devil Race—knew his true identity, that would be another matter entirely.
If they started with spirit beasts like Cloud Dragon, White Tiger, and Turtle Daoist, they could glean at least a few clues.
The Shoreless Shore trade convention was about to begin. Su Shi'er did not want any more unexpected twists to arise at such a critical juncture.
"This... Senior seems to be at a crucial moment of enlightenment."
A cultivator beside Hu Daoyuan promptly spoke up.
Hu Daoyuan nodded. "Very well. First, calm everyone down and reactivate the academy's formation, lest the Fusang Sect return like a defeated army staging a comeback."
"By the way, Dean, how should Song Yao be dealt with?"
The Female cultivator surnamed Chu spoke.
The moment those words left her mouth, everyone's expressions darkened.
"Leave this matter to Dean Chu."
After a brief pause, Hu Daoyuan looked at his companion and answered solemnly.
"Understood!"
The Female cultivator surnamed Chu waved her hand, transforming into a streak of light and vanishing from the spot.
At that moment, Song Yao's defensive treasure had erected a protective barrier around him, blocking the charge of more than ten Essence Devouring Blood Worms.
Taking advantage of the opening, he retreated to the edge of the academy.
But before he could get far from the academy, Hu Meier, her face frosty with anger, blocked his path.
"Hu Meier, are you truly determined to kill me without leaving a single blade of grass?"
"Kill you without leaving a single blade of grass? You traitor of the Guming Kingdom! If you had not sabotaged the academy formation,