141: conspiracy

The appearance of this wisp of aura proved that Huang Wanqiu had indeed been here; she hadn't lied.

Ji Wuchang directly took this wisp of aura out of the purple orb and then crushed it with a squeeze.

Ji Wuchang then looked at the second wisp of aura, which was filled with a sense of vicissitude and shrouded in water mist.

This wisp of aura was the densest and was rapidly growing stronger.

He frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and instantly understood that this wisp of aura belonged to the Seventh Elder, Jing Fengcheng.

Jing Fengcheng was the true Peak Master of Baicang Peak, and Baicang Peak's Cultivation Technique was named the "Canglan Art"!

When the Canglan Art was deployed, it carried an air of vicissitude and could also manipulate the water-attribute spiritual energy in the air.

After making his judgment, Ji Wuchang looked at the final wisp of aura.

This wisp was the faintest of the three, and it also contained a trace of Sword Intent.

This trace of Sword Intent was several times stronger than the one from Huang Wanqiu just now, and there were similarities between them.

Thinking of this, Ji Wuchang already understood who this wisp of aura belonged to; naturally, it was the Grand Elder, Pei Yuanqing.

He had just been to the Taoist temple, but the temple's sacrificial altar hadn't been destroyed by him; it was the Seventh Elder, Jing Fengcheng!

“What exactly is this Grand Elder trying to do?”

He muttered to himself, waved his hand, and the purple orb in his palm dissipated as if nothing had ever happened!

Ji Wuchang felt that things were getting more and more interesting; it seemed he should take a good look into the Changsheng Sect.

Suddenly, Ji Wuchang's expression changed slightly because he sensed someone coming, heading straight for the Taoist temple.

Ji Wuchang looked around, but there was nowhere to hide, except for a coffin lying in a corner.

But strangely, there wasn't a speck of dust on the coffin!

Without time to think, Ji Wuchang waved his hand, moving the coffin lid aside. He looked inside and, finding no corpse or anything of the sort, breathed a sigh of relief.

With a flicker of his body, Ji Wuchang entered the coffin, and the lid instantly closed.

Less than a breath after he lay down in the coffin, footsteps entered the Taoist temple, but after a while, they stopped, and there wasn't a sound!

Ji Wuchang frowned slightly, unsure of what this person was up to, but for now, he could only wait quietly.

After about half the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, just as Ji Wuchang was becoming impatient, another aura flew in from the distance and entered the Taoist temple!

As soon as this aura entered the temple, Ji Wuchang instantly identified the newcomer: it was indeed the Changsheng Sect's Grand Elder, Pei Yuanqing!

He felt a chill in his heart; perhaps he would discover something today!

Just then, a voice spoke.

“Pei Yuanqing, we played out today's scene just as you said, and we lost over twenty people!”

“It's because you didn't believe me. Ji Wuchang has established nine dao platforms; his combat power naturally cannot be compared to an ordinary Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator. You can't blame me!”

“You certainly know how to shift responsibility, but since we've confirmed he has such terrifying combat power, those people can stay dead!”

“You must deliver what you promised me. My cultivation is currently too weak to contend with Zhen Yaotian.”

“You'll get your share, but we have to wait for the Master's response. Speaking of which, your Changsheng Sect is quite something, actually producing two people who established nine dao platforms!”

“Zhen Miaoqing has already left, so don't even think about her!”

“Ji Wuchang is enough. For now, the Master only needs one Clone!”

“He is currently at the inn. When do you plan to take him away? With so many people from the Changsheng Sect around, I won't help you!”

“Jiejiejie, what a fine Grand Elder of the Changsheng Sect; truly a hypocritical fellow. However, we have to wait another day. One of the Master's split souls was destroyed, and the Master suspects a powerful expert passed through here, so we need to slow down!”

“Who could obliterate the Master's split soul? It contained terrifying power!”

“I don't know, but the Master sent word to be careful these two days. This is a Soul-Shattering Pill. Take it and find a way to make him consume it!”

“Is such caution really necessary? He's only at the sixth level of the Foundation Establishment Realm. How could he possibly withstand a wisp of the Master's split soul!”

“It's better to be safe than sorry. The Master is currently at a critical stage of recovery. The focus of the Demonic Path's First-Grade Hall will be on the Beta State from now on. The Master cannot condense any more split souls, or it will affect the awakening of his true self!”

“Fine, I'll find a way to make him take it tomorrow, but you must come and take him away as soon as possible. Otherwise, if others in the Changsheng Sect notice something is wrong, it'll be trouble!”

“Rest assured, my Elder Pei. We know you are to be the future Sect Leader, so naturally, you can't leave a bad impression on others!”

“It's good that you know. Once I become the Sect Leader, I can serve the Master even better. Besides, the Master wants that item from the Changsheng Sect, but I haven't found a single clue after searching for so many years. Only by becoming the Sect Leader can I learn more secrets!”

The conversation between the two came to an abrupt end. Ji Wuchang's heart pounded as he listened; he hadn't expected such a massive conspiracy to be involved.

Ji Wuchang roughly understood. The Grand Elder had defected to that soon-to-be-resurrected supreme realm expert and was working for him.

This supreme realm expert needed a Clone. Originally, Zhen Miaoqing was chosen, but she had left.

He had made a name for himself in the Changsheng Sect, so this group had shifted their gaze to him.

If Ji Wuchang wasn't mistaken, the mission in Poshan Town had been issued at the Grand Elder's instigation.

The reason Zeng Linghong took this mission must also be related to this Grand Elder.

Because only by having something happen to Zeng Linghong could they lure him to Poshan Town, where they could then carry out their plan.

Tonight's assassination attempt was just a test from this group; they didn't actually intend to kill him.

But the assassination attempt in the Secret Realm was a real one, wasn't it?

What exactly was going on there?

Could it really have only been related to the Green Sparrow Sect?

Thinking of this, Ji Wuchang's brow furrowed; he was truly a bit bewildered.

These people were meticulous, even preparing a Soul-Shattering Pill to deal with him—a Medicinal Pill that, once swallowed, would severely damage the Divine Soul.

At this thought, a cold glint couldn't help but flicker in Ji Wuchang's eyes.

It seemed this Grand Elder had gone mad in his quest to become the Sect Leader of the Changsheng Sect.

In his previous life, he hadn't risen to prominence, so all these conspiracies naturally had nothing to do with him.

Although Xiao Fan had risen, he only established eight dao platforms, which was slightly inferior to Zhen Miaoqing's nine, so he might not have been chosen.

It might also be because of this that the Grand Elder was neglected by those people.

Later, when Cai Ping competed for the position of Sect Leader, the Grand Elder rushed back from outside not to avenge Zhen Yaotian, but to seize the position for himself.

Unfortunately, Cai Ping had already grown powerful; Pei Yuanqing was no match for him and was killed by Cai Ping!

Thinking of this, many things suddenly became clear, and Ji Wuchang had a sudden realization!

“You want to possess me? Then I shall naturally fulfill your wish!”

Killing intent surged in Ji Wuchang's heart; this Grand Elder could not be allowed to live!