The tea was excellent.
Xu Yuan had just come through a heart-stopping assassination attempt, and he was a little tired.
So he activated the Cycle Field first.
In an instant.
Everyone's secrets surfaced in his mind.
Good.
There weren't many traitors at this gathering.
Relieved, he settled back in his chair, resting and drinking tea while listening to what everyone had to say.
Sure enough, they began by trading cultivation methods and equipment.
Then came intelligence.
Recruiting allies.
And so on.
Xu Yuan merely watched through half-lidded eyes, quietly enjoying the peace.
Jiang Xueyao handled everything for him.
"Fellow Cultivator Xu, why haven't you said a word since you came in? Do you think we're beneath you?"
Someone asked, half joking.
"No," Jiang Xueyao said at once. "He just fought the Fiendish Monsters and is exhausted. Please bear with him."
That made sense to everyone. They laughed, and the matter passed.
Xu Yuan also felt that coming all this way only to sit there without a word was a little disrespectful.
He was about to speak when he suddenly sensed something else.
Strange.
Why is the Universe Calling me now?
"Excuse me for a moment."
Xu Yuan stood, gave Jiang Xueyao a look, then left the Secret Chamber and immediately used Heaven and Earth-Stealing.
He appeared high in the distant sky.
The air was thin here, close to outer space.
"You were looking for me?"
Xu Yuan asked.
The moment he spoke, the sky went pitch-black.
In the darkness.
Countless glowing motes floated around him, each one quivering with urgency.
"What is it?"
Xu Yuan asked.
No answer came.
Xu Yuan simply activated the Cycle Field to find out, and then—
He was stunned.
These motes weren't tiny creatures of the upper atmosphere. They were called Truth Particles.
They stretched