The tall elder in gray did not turn around. He continued gazing at the northern horizon, a thoughtful look appearing in his eyes.
"They came from different sects and cultivated different techniques. In their memories, only a few of them knew one another, and even then, they were merely casual acquaintances.
"However, they had all received orders from the superior sects they were affiliated with, and had deliberately spread news about 'Pangu Sand' and mixed spiritual roots.
"But with their highest cultivation only at the Golden Core Realm, they naturally lacked the ability to spread such news to other continents. Still, they could make it circulate throughout the cities, towns, and markets of the North Ice Continent..."
Having said this, the elder in gray seemed to sink into thought again, while the young man in white frowned.
"Martial Uncle, that means they are certainly suspicious, but they are only minor pawns. We will still need to follow these clues and investigate upward step by step.
"Yet most of these people come from small, low-level sects. If further investigation produces more branches, the number of people involved will only grow, and matters will become increasingly cumbersome.
"Wasting time like this is inevitable. The longer it takes, the greater the danger to Master!"
Only then did the tall elder in gray turn around. He swept a glance over the young man in white.
"Buchong, it is not that complicated!"
"Oh? What do you mean, Martial Uncle?"
Pei Buchong wore a puzzled expression.
"Because among the people we found, most of them concealed one common trait. They came from different sects, and some were even Rogue Cultivators.
"Thus, their cultivation techniques were a motley assortment. Yet some of them still cultivated an auxiliary technique, one whose overall essentials were the same.
"Perhaps it