"When the entire Huaxia was previously covered by dark clouds, was there any connection between these clouds and the minefield here?"
Another reporter stood up and asked a question.
They need to find out one thing from this: whether there's a connection between these things.
If there is a connection.
Consider the vast territory of Huaxia, and then consider whether the enemy could actually launch a strike from that distance.
The area covered by the dark clouds is within the enemy's attack range.
It's the kind of thing you can't stop, and just thinking about it sends chills down your spine.
How significant would the impact be on society today if electricity were lost?
The enemy's weapon can easily drain all your power; just thinking about it is terrifying.
"That is indeed related. Before, the technology was immature, but now it's a bit more mature."
The spokesperson glanced at the prepared statement and then admitted it.
There is indeed some connection. Let the other party know, and they'll know. Even if you don't admit it, they probably won't believe you.
There really is a connection.
Some reporters felt their legs go weak as they listened.
That's it. The fact that the opponent could easily control the dark clouds to perfectly cover the entire map of Huaxia shows just how strong their control over this weapon is.
We currently know this is the maximum distance the other side can control, but in reality, it's probably far more than that.
How did the enemy develop such a terrifying weapon?
The reporters continued to ask questions, and the spokesperson answered as many as he could.
For questions that cannot be answered, simply use an official tone.
When the press conference ended, the departing reporters were a mix of disappointment and delight.
To some extent, we did manage to obtain some useful information from the Huaxia side.
So anyone who believes in the idea of fertilizing is a fool!
The spokesperson was somewhat disappointed as he left. He felt that the reason he had come up with was perfect, but no one believed him.
Even though he knows he's talking nonsense, can't you guys just believe me for once?
In the Haotian Realm, Su Mu had changed his attire and now looked every bit the scholar.
He was holding a fan in his hand, looking just like a scholar with official rank.
"I really didn't expect that Heavenly Thunder Bamboo."
Inside the teahouse, several scholars were discussing the matter. The actions of the Green Bamboo Sect had caused quite a stir, and few people were unaware of them.
After the Heavenly Thunder Bamboo disappeared, the news could no longer be kept secret and spread directly.
Upon hearing this news, Su Mu breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that, so far, no one knew that he was the one who did it.
That's good; all we need to do now is hide.
"Shouldn't the Hundred Flowers Competition be starting soon?"
"It should be starting soon. That Holy Son of the Demonic Sect is truly laughable. He's just a member of the Demonic Dao, yet he dares to write calligraphy. Does he even deserve to judge someone's beauty based on his own judgment?"
The scholar standing nearby seemed to have mentioned something exciting, and he slammed his hand on the table and stood up.
His expression appeared somewhat deranged.
The fact that the Demonic Sect Sect's Holy Son previously used his calligraphy to assess the beauty of the two Holy Maidens has caused quite a stir.
Many people have never seen the beauty of the two saintesses, but they know that they are indeed peerless beauties.
The problem is, this isn't something you, as a member of the Demonic Dao, can judge! And yet you still wrote a piece of calligraphy.
This infuriated many Confucian scholars. Calligraphy has always been associated with the Righteous Dao and was used by those who Righteous Dao; it was almost exclusively used by Confucian scholars.
You, a member of the Demonic Dao, dare to use this calligraphy? And you even dare to judge someone's appearance based on your own personal status.
This infuriated the Confucian scholars. It was as if their most prized possession had suddenly fallen into someone else's hands; they could never be happy about it.
And so, the Hundred Flowers Competition came about because of this.
Su Mu listened from the side and chuckled. These guys were actually furious because he used the calligraphy book under his Demonic Dao identity.
Upon closer listening, it seemed that the Confucian scholars were all in an uproar, frantically spreading the news that they hoped Han Feiyu would come out in a fair and square manner and have a match with them.
They kept criticizing him, saying that as a member of the Demonic Dao, he was unworthy to use calligraphy and should not defile it.
And this Hundred Flowers Competition is also aimed at completely kicking Han Feiyu out.
Or rather, to thoroughly humiliate Han Feiyu. He's just a member of the Demonic Dao, after all. If Han Feiyu really accepts the challenge, then we'll show him what it means to invite humiliation and overestimate his own abilities!
Su Mu sat to the side listening, and smiled after hearing these words.
That's really a problem.
If he were to truly appear as the Holy Son of the Demonic Sect, countless demon-hunting squads would appear in an instant to kill him.
He didn't want to become a sitting duck.
"I heard that even the Holy Maiden will be attending this year's Hundred Flowers Competition, right? And female cultivators from other sects will also be there. I wonder who will win."
"Of course, it's definitely the Holy Maiden!"
"What about the Holy Maiden of the Demonic Sect? I wonder if she'll come. If she does, wouldn't we be able to witness her unparalleled beauty?"
Upon hearing this, Su Mu paused slightly with his chopsticks.
Could this Hundred Flowers Competition have been orchestrated by this saintess?
Su Mu keenly realized that it was impossible for them to suddenly launch some Hundred Flowers Competition just because of what he had done before.
If it were possible, it's probably because the saintess was angry and then started this competition.
If that's the case, then it's indeed very possible. After all, female cultivators can be quite petty sometimes.
Su Mu had no interest in the Hundred Flowers Competition.
I think it would be better to sell the calligraphy I've written.
With that thought in mind, Su Mu got up and left.
" The Spirit Plant we planted have already yielded their second harvest. Should we continue planting them?"
Di Xingchun looked at the Spirit Plant in front of him, then turned to look at Yu Guyue.
Yu Guyue raised an eyebrow. "Of course we have to plant them. Since it was his arrangement, you just keep planting them. If you can't manage, get others to come and help."
Yu Guyue finished speaking, she took a deep breath, a hint of confusion in her bright eyes.
Did that guy really go to that world? Is he alright now?
Looking back at the spirit field that had expanded dozens of times, a hint of confusion and bewilderment filled her eyes.
I wonder why he brought this Spirit Plant back to plant in the first place?
Are we just going to keep planting them, or is there another purpose?
Looking at Yu Guyue, who was radiating a powerful aura, Di Xingchun lowered his head, not daring to refute her. He quickly began to collect the Spirit Plant, preparing for the third sowing.
This third planting will result in a geometrically increasing scale.