To Jun Ling Yuan, the Nine Heavens Gate was nothing more than a tool for handling miscellaneous affairs, utterly insignificant.
Otherwise, given his relationship with Ling Jiuxiao, he would only need to let a little information slip, and not just Pure Bliss Mansion—even every sect in the Eastern Divine Continent would have to bow and submit.
But despite that, Chu Shanhe was ultimately the Young Sect Master he had personally appointed.
Now that the other man had been cut down, if he did not even seek justice for him, how could Jun Ling Yuan establish himself in the Heavenly Domain?
"Being able to subdue a Half-step Golden Immortal-level Calamity Beast means you have some ability."
Jun Ling Yuan stood amid the clouds, his face as sunken as water and his tone cold to the bone. "But that is absolutely no reason for you to act recklessly."
He had heard of Shen Yun long ago—a Peerless Heavenly Talent from the Yun Cang Realm, and moreover the Closed-Door Disciple of that Fang Tianyi.
If not for this identity, given only his connection with the Azure Dragon, Jun Ling Yuan would have already made a forceful move, captured Shen Yun, and interrogated him.
"These two once fought side by side, so their relationship should be quite deep... This is just the opening I need."
He sneered inwardly. Since he could not touch the Azure Dragon, he would first collect a little interest from this man.
Once he had made up his mind, Jun Ling Yuan flicked two fingers together and sent a message to the Little Martial Saint. "I need to know Shen Yun's whereabouts. Once the matter is accomplished, that Martial Dao Secret Manual will be yours."
After saying that, he did not linger. His body transformed into a streak of light,