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Mo Taoist’s back was soaked with cold sweat.
“It’s just not enough fate,” he said.
White Ghost’s smile faded, and he calmly said, “If the fate of this world had not withered, I think they all could have achieved True Immortal status by now.
If the fate is sufficient, anyone has a chance to reach the top…I am the best example of that.”
This renowned member of the Yin Mountain Three Saints was merely an ordinary disciple in charge of miscellaneous tasks in his early years.
Only by a twist of fate did he pick up an “Earth Dragon” and refined it.
And that led to his current status.
It took a while for Mo Taoist to calm down.
His voice was complex as he said, “You mean, the Holy Empress is using the fate of Great Chu Country…to break through above Heavenly People?”
“It’s just a speculation.”
White Ghost said with a smile that was not quite a smile, “Back to the original question, why would someone so high above stoop to the dust?
Of course, because she needs that very dust.
The Three Great Sects of South Border, Paperman Sect, everything…they could all serve as a bridal gown for the final ‘True Immortal.'”
This information was indeed quite shocking.
Mo Taoist fell silent for a moment.
His voice was hoarse as he said, “So, the war you incited between Yin Mountain and the Paperman Sect is also just a ruse?”
“The deaths of Chi Hun and Jin Yuan can be significant, but also insignificant…”
White Ghost sighed softly, his voice tinged with sadness, “I have many disciples under me, and they were just among them.
If South Border required peace, even if all these disciples died, Yin Mountain would not declare war on Paperman Sect.”
Mo Taoist looked at the figure before him as if he had seen a ghost.
“Although I haven’t faced the Daoist Master, I’m well aware that he has extraordinary talent and profound strength,” he said.
White Ghost lamented, “He emerged out of nowhere, and in just a short decade, he has beaten Yin Mountain, Heavenly Puppet Sect, and Hehuan Sect to the point of losing all direction…
If nothing goes wrong, it’s only a matter of time before Paperman Sect unifies South Border.”
If nothing goes wrong, there will surely be something unexpected.
Mo Taoist finally understood the purpose of White Ghost’s visit.
The so-called war…
was just a pretense to exacerbate conflict.
Once warfare broke out in South Border, the things the Holy Empress was attempting to do would become even more visible to the Paperman Sect.
The Holy Empress intended to use the Three Great Sects as her sword.
And this move…
White Ghost wanted to use the Daoist Master as his sword…
Over these ten years, the Three Great Sects had been in decline from struggling against the Paperman Sect, and to win, they would require the Great Chu Imperial City to exert effort.
By doing so…
The strength of this Southern Border Daoist Master would be entirely spent on the Holy Empress.
Once he sensed the Holy Empress’s intention to break through to the True Immortal Realm…
What actions would the Paperman Sect take?
“Report!”
Just at that moment, a cry rang out from outside Grotto Heaven.
White Ghost raised an eyebrow and looked back towards the entrance of Grotto Heaven.
“What’s the matter?”
Mo Taoist looked somewhat displeased, having ordered that no one should disturb this meeting unless it was important.
“Wu Qiong, our Senior Brother…
has died in battle!”
Outside Grotto Heaven, a disciple from the Heavenly Puppet Sect knelt on the ground, his voice urgent.
Mo Taoist felt like he had been struck by lightning.
He was different from White Ghost in one aspect.
He only had a few disciples, each of whom he had poured tremendous effort into—
And Wu Qiong was his most beloved disciple, without exception!
“What did you say?
How did Wu Qiong die!?”
Mo Taoist was instantly enraged, standing up as immense pressure poured out of him, a silent fury as if to fill the entire Grotto Heaven.
He knew.
Wu Qiong had gone on an excursion to collaborate with the Da Chu Imperial Family.
To partake in the Northern Hunt—
Yuan Jimo from the Great Chu Imperial City had promised him that no matter what, Wu Qiong would be spared his life, and he would be given a teleportation formation talisman for this journey to ensure his safety.
“I have inquired, and there has been no response from Da Chu regarding this matter,” the disciple said.
The disciple clenched his teeth and said, “But…
just a moment ago, someone delivered Senior Brother Wu Qiong’s head.”
Mo Taoist was stunned.
Wu Qiong was supposed to be thousands of miles away.
“Who brought it?”
Mo Taoist calmed down, his voice carrying a murderous intent.
“That person…
dropped off the head at our gate and then self-detonated,” said the disciple as he held out the wooden box, his voice rough, “That person…
claimed to be from the Paperman Sect.”
Grotto Heaven was engulfed in silence.
In this moment, silence was more potent than any sound.
White Ghost’s expression was very telling.
This scene seemed all too familiar.