Outside the gates of the Mystic Heaven Sect.
Over the past year, several teahouses had opened a few miles from the gates.
These teahouses did little business, yet they remained open, because their owners were all spies for the various Saintly Dao Traditions.
They had been sent to keep watch on the Mystic Heaven Sect.
A year ago, Chu Kuangren had slain the Murong Family's two Saints, shaking the world. The Saintly Dao Traditions of the Azure Dragon Domain were especially wary, and the Mystic Heaven Sect's prestige had soared to unprecedented heights as a result.
Every Daoist Tradition wondered whether the Mystic Heaven Sect would seize this opportunity to expand its territory, strengthen its forces, and threaten them.
Yet, contrary to their expectations, although the Mystic Heaven Sect's prestige was immense, it showed no intention of taking the opportunity to expand.
Instead, the Mystic Heaven Sect kept an even lower profile than before, making no major moves and leaving many people scratching their heads.
Even so, the various Daoist Traditions dared not let their guard down in the slightest and sent numerous spies to keep watching the Mystic Heaven Sect.
The teahouses outside the gates were where those spies gathered.
"Boss, isn't the Mystic Heaven Sect keeping too low a profile? A whole year has passed without any movement. Even its prestige is gradually fading," a dark-skinned man said inside a teahouse.
Beside him, a middle-aged man said mildly, "That's precisely what makes the Mystic Heaven Sect so clever. If it had ridden that momentum a year ago, it would inevitably have provoked a backlash from several Saintly Dao Traditions."
"Right now, they seem to be doing nothing, but they're actually gathering strength in secret. Their prestige might seem to have faded, but the fact that Chu Kuangren slew