A Mortal's Journey to Immortality: Reborn in the Giant Sword Sect - Chapter 321: Quietly Making Trouble
Half a month later, in the western part of the Cloud Dream Mountain Range, where the Hundred Crafts Institute stood, a lone, towering cave entrance opened in an enormous cliff several thousand feet high.
Two elderly men and a middle-aged man were talking, occasionally glancing into the sky as though waiting for someone.
The middle-aged cultivator wore a purple robe. With thick eyebrows, large eyes, and an imposing air, he was clearly someone long accustomed to wielding authority.
He asked one of the elderly men, "Junior Brother Feng, what did Fellow Daoist Lan say?"
An elderly man with fiery-red hair and dark skin replied confidently:
"Senior Brother Blazing Fire, Fellow Daoist Lan has already made the arrangements. The righteous and devilish paths have planted quite a few spies in our three sects over the years. We can use this opportunity to flush them out."
"Indeed. We have a rough idea who they are, but we can't be completely certain. These people are all Core Formation cultivators. We can't simply dispose of them on suspicion alone. If we made a mistake, wouldn't we be the ones suffering a loss?" said the other elderly man, whose skin was shriveled and whose expression was sinister.
"Mm, Junior Brother Ding has a point. I hear the Ancient Sword Sect has another newly advanced Nascent Soul cultivator. Alas, who knows when it will be our sect's turn..." The purple-robed middle-aged man nodded, then moved on to another subject.
"Two of our martial nephews have already reached the pseudo-Nascent Soul realm. I'm sure they'll have their chance," the elderly man addressed as Junior Brother Feng said reassuringly.
Just then, the purple-robed man's brows twitched, and he said quietly, "They're