"I'm afraid I cannot disclose that."
Ying Potian coughed twice. "I hope the envoy will understand, this matter involves top secrets of the Divine Continent, and it is truly impossible to explain it openly..."
In fact, all matters concerning Ye Li's involvement in the battle were top secret.
One of the reasons why they were so ruthless in planting such vicious restrictions on those who knew the truth was to prevent this situation from happening today.
The problem is that what he wanted to conceal was Ye Li's age and qualifications, not the ownership of the Dao Stele.
Who knows why the corrupt Great Sheng Dynasty would suddenly set its sights on the Taiqing Dao Tablet, which it had never inquired about before.
This leads to a rather serious problem --
If these two Upper Realm Envoy investigate diligently, they might soon be able to guess the whereabouts of the Dao Stele, and even the likely person to whom it belongs.
Fortunately, he would find Ye Li beforehand and ask him for an answer about the matter.
"I can't say it outright..."
Mu Jingtai's face darkened further; this was the last thing he wanted to hear.
Damn it, nothing has gone right since I came here!
It was bad enough that the wolf demon was dead, but even the Taiqing Dao Tablet, which he valued so much, had disappeared without a trace!
You don't want to say, right?
It's okay, he'll find out the truth in his own way!
"Since that's the case..."
Mu Zhaorong, seated at the head of the table, rose gracefully and smiled at Ying Potian, who had hurriedly stood up, saying, "Then we will trouble you for a few more days. We hope Palace Master Ying will come up with a reply soon."
"Definitely, definitely."
Ying Potian solemnly cupped his hands in greeting.
After exchanging a few more pleasantries, he respectfully saw the two off and dispatched servants to arrange accommodations for them.
I gazed in the direction it had disappeared.
Ying Potian let out a long sigh, slowly sat back down in his chair, and looked relieved.
Feeling the inhuman, powerful aura emanating from the other person.
He had never understood in such a way the phrase "[the Upper Realm is not to be trifled with]" uttered by successive Palace Masters.
An elegant courtyard within the Central Continent Heavenly Supervision Department.
"Aunt Rong, why don't you get to the bottom of the matter by asking about the road stele?"
Standing in the courtyard, Mu Jingtai was so excited he was almost out of control. "That's at least an opportunity to start at the Great Void Realm! The Creation Realm can't be challenged because the highest level here is only the Creation Realm!"
"Perhaps even those at the Great Void Realm wouldn't be able to do anything to that stone tablet!"
As the saying goes, a big fish that accidentally gets off the hook on the riverbank will grow bigger and bigger as the memory is stored up.
After learning that the Taiqing Dao Tablet had undergone some unusual activity and might even slip away from his hands.
Mu Jingtai's previously restrained emotions had long since been stirred into an uncontrollable upheaval.
He increasingly felt that the monument was far too important, and that he shouldn't have lingered too long at the handover ceremony, nor should he have gone to the trouble of notifying his family. He should have directly driven his Star Skiff here to seize the opportunity!
With his cultivation at the Great Void Realm First Level, plus the Mu family's countless miraculous techniques, he could definitely make that wolf demon suffer a terrible fate!
"Are you done talking?"
Mu Zhaorong's icy voice successfully calmed him down.
Looking at the emerald green hem of the woman's dress in front of him, Mu Jingtai could only suppress his resentment.
He lowered his head and stepped aside, saying in a deep voice:
"I was too excited, Aunt Rong, please don't be offended."
"..."
Mu Zhaorong ignored him, lying on the chair and swaying slightly, causing her clothes to tremble.
It's not that she's good at keeping her composure.
The main problem is that if you can't use force, showing anxiety won't help; it's better to go along with the other party and end the conversation sooner.
Questioning with the same intensity as Mu Jingtai would only backfire.
They might not have realized the value of the stele initially, but seeing you scratching your head like that, they understand. Even if the deal could have gone smoothly, they'll still want to see if they can ask for something else.
"Then let Aunt Rong come and see where the Dao Stele is now."
Mu Jingtai suppressed his excitement, stood aside, and asked cautiously.
The only response he received was the creaking of the rattan chair.
In addition, the entire courtyard was filled with a slightly noisy sound of wind.
After an unknown amount of time, Mu Zhaorong, seated at the head of the table, suddenly uttered a startling statement:
"He must have been subdued by some prodigy from the Divine Continent."
Based on long-held speculation, the logic behind the Taiqing Dao Tablet's actions has always been to select Martial Dao prodigies who meet certain criteria.
However, this continent is poor in resources, so no qualified prodigies have ever been born.
The disappearance of the road stele is likely related to this.
Could it be that this Supreme Pure Divine Continent truly possesses some kind of destiny?
Mu Zhaorong murmured to herself.
She then slowly opened her eyes and said calmly, "There's no need to ask the Ziwei Palace. Even if he wants to deny it, there's nothing you can do."
"But I hope you understand that something this big cannot be completely hidden."
"There can't be many people in his territory who meet the criteria. If we check them one by one, we'll eventually find the right one."
"However, I don't recommend doing that."
"Firstly, it's time-consuming and laborious; secondly, even if we find it, we won't gain anything."
At this point, Mu Zhaorong couldn't help but sigh:
"Not being able to take direct action does bring these kinds of tedious little Trouble..."
Upon hearing this, Mu Jingtai suddenly understood.
Then, as if he had thought of something, he tentatively asked the woman:
"Aunt Rong, could that prodigy who subdued the Dao Stele... be the Elder Ye he mentioned?"
Are you out of your mind?
Mu Zhaorong was amused and turned to look at her. "Let me ask you, what are the entry requirements for the Taiqing Dao Tablet?"
"This... I remember he has less than a thousand years of cultivation, plus the cultivation level of the Sun Moon Realm."
"What was the cultivation level of that Sky Wolf Demon Emperor?"
"Approaching the Great Void Realm..." Mu Jingtai lowered his head in shame.
I was so anxious that I didn't even notice such an obvious logical flaw.
How could someone in such a place, with less than a thousand years of cultivation, possess a level of cultivation approaching the Great Void Realm?
"Let's try a different approach first."
Mu Zhaorong slowly propped herself up and walked towards the house in the courtyard.
Although she couldn't resort to force directly, that didn't mean she was completely helpless.
Every power has things it cannot tolerate.
Every living thing has its Achilles' heel that cannot be touched.
All we need to do is find a way to provoke the ever-smiling Ziwei Hall, or his various high-ranking subordinates, and get them to do something outrageous.
How she deals with Shenzhou then will be entirely up to her.
Mu Zhaorong didn't believe they were all so tolerant.