Wen Xu realized that his understanding of the Cultivation Realm was still far from sufficient. "Perhaps this is why everyone in the Scarlet Pill Clan could cultivate Pill Formations."
With no Spiritual Root threshold, as long as one could cultivate, one could use Pill Formations.
"So it really was the Shi Household that stole it... No, that's not right. Wasn't the Shi Household formerly the City Lord's Office's retinue? Logically speaking..." Chunchou raised the jade slip in his hand. "So the ones who stole the Scarlet Pill Clan's secret art were the City Lord's Office's own family?"
As for who had exterminated the Scarlet Pill Clan, that was unknown. But if the Scarlet Pill Clan had truly been so powerful, how could a few pill-refining Aristocratic Clans alone have managed to wipe them out, root and branch?
There had to be many secrets buried beneath the surface.
The three were gathered around the jade slip, brainstorming, when someone knocked on the door again. This time, of course, Shi Yijian had not doubled back; people from the City Lord's Office had come calling.
The disciple guarding the door opened it and came face-to-face with three somewhat vicious-looking Nascent Soul cultivators. Perhaps because the city was in chaos, they no longer showed the courtesy normally afforded disciples of great sects. The moment they opened their mouths, it was an interrogation. "Where is Shi Yijian? Hand him over, now."
The gatekeeping disciple did not know how to answer before a palm strike slammed him to the ground. He spat blood and fell unconscious.
Chen Zui came out carrying his blade and saw the scene. Fury instantly surged into his heart, and without a second thought, he charged forward. "You dare injure a disciple of Yonglu Mountain!"
"A mere Golden Core dares to—"
"Dares