With the power of two Demon Gods, gathering information was quick.
After Pan Long returned to the Nine Provinces Realm, it took him no more than half an hour to get a rough picture of what had happened over the past nine months.
He could not yet learn the secrets, of course, but what everyone knew was enough to leave him at a loss.
It was not that he had never considered the possibility that the Reform Faction and the Conservative Faction might turn on each other—an old sage had said that the weapon of criticism could not replace criticism by weapons.
When all the talking was done, fists or blades would probably settle the matter.
But this was not how they should have resorted to violence!
And then there was that damned imperial mausoleum, the hidden mastermind suspected to be Di Jiazi, and Di Cangqiong, who had somehow died and come back to life.
Whatever else could be said, Di Cangqiong had been killed by Pan Long's teacher, and the two Immortals and Buddhas, Lie Yukou and Lanling Kuang, had most likely been watching. If that man had managed to feign death before three such masters, then what he practiced was probably not Blood Firmament from Legend of the Emperor, but the Blood God Scripture from The Swordsmen of Shushan!
After thinking it over, Pan Long went to find two acquaintances first.
Tang Jingzhe and Shang Man.
More than half a year had passed since the bloody night in the Divine Capital, and Di Guimao had already celebrated his first Dragon Boat Festival since taking the throne. The realm was fairly stable now. Tang Jingzhe and Shang Man were handling work at the Wind Patrol Office, and they seemed to be doing reasonably well.
The two were delighted to