Feng Tao's Spiritual Roots

If something had happened to Feng Zaiyu and the others, the Feng Lineage's ancestor would definitely have suspected Fang Guangjun first. Zhu Luomu could not afford to take that risk.

But for some reason, Zhang Ming had actually left Tang Tian and the others on his own.

Why did Tian Denghu have to die? If it had been this brat, the outcome would have been so much better...

Zhu Luomu grumbled inwardly. Tian Denghu had been his own direct grandnephew disciple; the difference in closeness went without saying.

After Zhu Luosen sent Feng Tao a voice transmission, his thoughts returned to Fang Guangjun.

He reached down and removed a Storage Pouch from his waist. It was the one Fang Guangjun had carried with him. He began inspecting it item by item, hoping to uncover some detail he had previously overlooked.

Ever since Feng Tao learned that all of this had been done by "Martial Uncle Fang," she had been utterly terrified. Whenever she thought back on it, waves of bone-piercing chill rose from the depths of her heart.

That man's cultivation was far too high, and he had been by their side all along. If he had wanted to kill them back then, it would have been as easy as lifting a finger.

In an instant, he could have turned them into befuddled ghosts who still had no idea what had happened.

Fortunately, he had wanted to remain hidden within "Falling Star Valley." Otherwise, she and Zhang Ming would most likely have ended up just like Tian Denghu. After all, the number of soul-collecting bottles in his possession was limited.

The two of them were more valuable than Eldest Senior Brother and the others.

At that thought, Feng Tao's scalp went numb again.

However, upon learning that Eldest Senior Brother