Inside the White Deer Green Cliff cave abode.
Li Qingfeng sat across the stone table, listening as the middle-aged cultivator before him, who called himself Dugu Zhang, recounted the past one event at a time.
Every piece of information he shared quietly matched the clues Li Qingfeng had uncovered himself over the years.
Many of the clues concerning Swallowing Heaven True Lord were things even he himself had only suspected, without finding solid proof.
"-So, do you believe me now?"
Li Qingfeng chuckled. "Senior, you know so many secrets. Even if I didn't believe you, how would I dare say so?"
"There is just one thing I don't understand. Senior Dugu, how did you learn all this?"
Dugu Zhang considered his words. "I used to work for the Tang Court."
"As something of a-spy."
A hawk and hound of the Immortal Dynasty.
Li Qingfeng's expression remained unchanged, but something stirred within him.
Ever since he had entered the Dao as a mortal, he had deeply disliked the imperial court.
After entering the cultivation world, that dislike had extended to the Great Tang Immortal Dynasty.
Still, since the man had said "used to," perhaps he, too, disliked court affairs and had already left.
He did not press the matter, merely listening quietly.
Dugu Zhang continued, "You displayed the Heaven-Swallowing Art at the Daoyuan Mountain Pure Discussion Assembly. So your being its inheritor is hardly a secret."
Li Qingfeng nodded.
Back in the Chu Kingdom, he had always kept it concealed.
He had feared that revealing his inheritance would bring him a fatal calamity.
After all, the highest cultivation in the Border Region was only the Golden Core Realm. He understood all too well that possessing a jade could itself be a crime.
Yet soon after entering Jun Mountain to cultivate, he