Ruo Qunshuang had managed the sect in perfect order. Though its scale had not expanded dramatically, every member was an elite.
After such peaceful days had passed for roughly half a year, Xu Changqing finally freed up his hands to seek justice for the insult Ruo Qunshuang had suffered at the exchange gathering in Azurebrook Town.
Thus, he summoned back his clone, Nü Tu, who had been outside.
This clone had been formed from his Earth Spirit Root. Not only could she control Earth Qi, she was also proficient in formations and feng shui geomancy.
Xu Changqing instructed Nü Tu, "There is no need for a direct confrontation on this trip to the Windward Sect. You only need to quietly alter their feng shui layout, let their fortune decline, and disasters will come on their own."
Nü Tu wore a yellow Daoist robe. Hearing this, she nodded slightly. "Rest assured. I will make the Windward Sect head toward decline without even realizing it."
The two did not ride the Grand Unity Azure Lotus Throne. Instead, they used the Breath-Concealing Art and disguised themselves as two ordinary cultivators as they headed for their destination.
The Windward Sect was situated midway through a mountain range called Wind-Cry Mountain.
Two azure stone lions stood at the entrance to the sect, their mouths exhaling faint wind spiritual qi. At a glance, it was clear that a mountain-protecting grand formation had been laid there.
Xu Changqing and Nü Tu did not force their way in. Instead, they circled Wind-Cry Mountain and carefully surveyed the mountain's terrain and veins.
Nü Tu extended her Divine Sense underground and instantly grasped the flow of Wind-Cry Mountain's Earth Veins. Then, with a note of understanding in her voice, she said, "True self, the Windward Sect's feng shui layout is