Zheng Zhaoling sat back down, but her expression was icy and her gaze slightly wary as she demanded:
"What else do you have to say, Fellow Daoist Chu? Are you going to say there are demons in Cloud Dream Marsh in Northern Jambudvipa, and our Cloud Dream Pavilion knows nothing about it?"
Chu Xingchen chuckled. "Fellow Daoist Zheng, as the Current Core Disciple of Cloud Dream Pavilion, do you know the situation inside Cloud Dream Marsh?"
"Of course I do." Zheng Zhaoling glanced over. "Cloud Dream Pavilion cultivators guard the heart of Cloud Dream Marsh and are responsible for managing affairs within it."
Chu Xingchen nodded in understanding. "Then do you know demons run rampant in Cloud Dream Marsh?"
Zheng Zhaoling did not answer. Instead, she looked calmly at Chu Xingchen.
Though she could not see Chu Xingchen's true depths, she understood that he possessed formidable abilities and would one day be like Bai Xuanling was now. But on matters where she could not yield, she could not yield.
She naturally knew that demons ran rampant in Cloud Dream Marsh.
It was not entirely accurate to say that Cloud Dream Pavilion had begun in Cloud Dream Marsh. Its predecessor had been a flourishing Immortal Sect in Northern Jambudvipa.
Back then, before the Spirit Veins were severed, Cloud Dream Marsh had been one of the main channels through which Central Province's Spirit Veins flowed.
Cloud and dream stretched together for three thousand li, marsh leading into marsh without end.
It had been a supreme blessed grotto-heaven, a blessed land with mountain ranges stretching a thousand li.
Demons had run rampant in Cloud Dream Marsh from early on. That had nothing to do with Cloud Dream Pavilion; its geography and Spirit Veins had determined it.
After the Spirit Veins were severed from