Ever since the Vast Righteousness Sect had taken full control of Windforest Star River, one or two powerful cultivators guarding the seal would mysteriously die every dozen years or so.
Because of these deaths, the Vast Righteousness Sect would always find an excuse to bar outside cultivators from entering, supposedly to keep them from encountering danger inside. Each time, the entrance remained closed for exactly one month, no more and no less.
Looking back now, it really was far too much of a coincidence.
One cultivator gave a thoughtful smile. "If we count the years carefully, wasn't the recent incident at Windforest Star River another dozen or so years after the last one... followed by another month-long closure...
"Elder Luo, forgive me for speaking bluntly, but do magic beasts escape every time one of these incidents happens?
"Of course, don't blame me for being suspicious. It's just that your timing really does make people uneasy..."
The cultivator's tone was so snide that anyone could tell he was no decent sort, yet, surprisingly, no one refuted him.
In fact, many people turned thoughtful gazes toward the few Vast Righteousness Sect disciples present.
Luo Cheng gave the cultivator a cold look, his eyes darkening. He pressed his lips together but said nothing. A barely perceptible contempt lurked in his eyes, as though his expression alone declared that this man's standing did not qualify him to speak to Luo Cheng.
Seeing that Luo Cheng would not answer, the man sneered, but he had no intention of letting him off so easily.
"I think you'd better explain yourselves. The three sealed entrances are a matter of importance to the entire Azure Realm. They aren't something your sect alone can decide on.
"Besides, you've kept Windforest Star River under your control all this time. Is