Chapter 210

They could hardly wait to ask, "What happened? Why did they contact us?"

Once everyone quieted down, the First Elder relayed the contents of Ji Zheng's letter.

When they heard that someone had set up a Formation beneath the Pu Lineage's ancestral home thousands of years ago to steal Fortune, they were dumbstruck.

The Devil Race had planned its next invasion thousands of years in advance?

They had even stolen the Fortune of an ancient lineage that had flourished for millennia!

No wonder the Pu Clan had contacted the Sects in a fury and wanted to deal the Devil Race a final blow.

The Hehuan Sect Master, who had remained silent, suddenly asked, "Then why did no one discover the Formation for thousands of years, only to find it recently?"

Everyone turned toward the First Elder in unison.

The First Elder paused and stroked his beard. "Well, little Li Zi recently went to the Wasteland..."

Everyone understood at once.

The Nine Nether Gate Master's grin nearly split his face.

The Thunder God Hall Sect Master, sitting beside him, could not stand it. "What's gotten into you? That girl belongs to the Spirit Sword Sect. Why are you so pleased?"

The Nine Nether Gate Master laughed for a good while before saying,

"I gave that girl the Skyveil Seal she used to enter the Wasteland. I get a share of any spiritual treasures they found on this trip. Looks like they're doing quite well out there."

The other Sect Masters could barely stand the sight of him. They wanted to pull off their shoes and slap him across the face.

The Spirit Sword Sect's Second Elder said quietly, "That makes everything fit. The book said a wisp of Demon Prince Si Le's soul would attach itself to a Hairpin. Ran Zirou