Seeing this, Gong Shang chuckled and said, "Third sister, you should take care of your own man and not get involved in this matter."
The masked woman frowned slightly when she heard this, but did not refute. Then she reached out and touched the savage's eyebrows. The smile on the savage's face immediately disappeared, and he became dull again.
Silence returned to the hall.
The Palace Master put away the jade slip, glanced coldly at the people sitting below him, and said in a deep voice: "The Supreme Master of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect is mysterious and unpredictable. Even I have not figured out his whereabouts yet.
The plan is at a critical juncture and cannot tolerate any changes. The Wanjian Sect is not considered. Who collected the information from the Yinjian Pavilion?"
"It's my subordinate."
Lin Ren jumped out again with an enthusiastic look on his face, "My Lord, this Yin Sword Pavilion is an evil sect that specializes in Yin-Cold Sword Dao, and its disciples are excellent vessels for transporting Yin Stones.
The only drawback is that it is a medium-sized sect with over 700 disciples."
"Too many."
Before the Palace Master could speak, Gong Shang refuted him, saying, "The Lord has his reasons for choosing a small sect. You don't need to be so clever."
After being scolded by the Second Dharma King, Lin Ren immediately showed panic, "I know I was wrong."
The Palace Master had no time to argue with Lin Ren and waved his hand, "The last one."
Wang Xun immediately stood up and said respectfully, "Your Majesty, while I was recovering from my injuries, I have been thinking about how to atone for my sins.
As luck would have it, I unexpectedly learned that the leader of the Xuanyin Sect had died in the sect. Although this sect was a medium-sized sect, the relationship between its elders was not harmonious, and it was all suppressed by the leader alone.
Now that the sect leader has died, the elders have erupted in violence, and the sect has fallen apart. In just a few days, most of the disciples have left, leaving less than 300, effectively reducing the sect to the status of a small one.
At this point, Wang Xun chuckled sinisterly, "The five major sects have always been keeping an eye on the small sects everywhere. They would never have dreamed that we would choose a medium-sized sect that exists in name only.
This way, our chances of escaping unscathed will be greatly increased."
This statement was well-reasoned and convincing. The Demon Palace Master also showed satisfaction in his eyes, "Gong Shang, go and verify it."
Gong Shang turned and left. Not long after, she returned and handed over a file.
"My Lord, this is indeed the case."
"very good."
The Palace Master flipped through the file, his eyes gleaming with brilliance. "Lu Xun, I allow you to heal your wounds in the blood pool as quickly as possible, and then go to the Xuanyin Sect with the Third and Fourth Dharma Kings. If this is accomplished, not only will you be excused, but I will also credit you with a merit."
Wang Xun was immediately overjoyed and said excitedly, "Thank you, my Lord!"
"Bitter Flute."
The Palace Master turned to look at the bitter-faced woman, "The Xuanyin Sect is a medium-sized sect after all. Although its strength has been greatly reduced after the civil strife, its foundation is still there, so there is no guarantee that it will not have special means.
Even a lion will use all its strength to fight a rabbit. This time you have brought all eight Dharma protectors with you, and you will be in charge, so everything will be safe.
Remember, don't act rashly, lest you harm the wild slaves."
The bitter-looking woman lowered her head slightly and replied respectfully, "I will keep this in mind."
"Go down and prepare."
The Lord of the Demon Palace stood up and turned around, then turned into black smoke and disappeared.
As soon as the palace master left, the atmosphere in the palace suddenly became lively.
The old man with lingering eyes turned around to look at the bitter-looking woman and chuckled, "The Palace Master really loves you. He always lets you take the credit."
"Your Majesty, Zi Ming, is ridiculously complimentary."
Ku Di smiled slightly, "You and Second Sister have both made great contributions, and even more so, you have no shortage of experience. The Palace Master only tells you two many things, and I, your younger sister, am not qualified to know."
The old man with the shackled eyes could sense the sarcasm in the bitter-looking woman's words, but he didn't get angry. He just smiled and turned away.
Gong Shang and Ku Di had never gotten along, and he left without even glancing at her.
Ku Di watched them leave, then turned to look at the eight guardians in the hall and said coldly, "I'll give you half an hour. Gather at the old place in half an hour."
After saying that, she also left, and Ye Nu followed her foolishly.
After the four Dharma Kings left, Chi Ze, who had been covering his face, immediately became active again. He reached out and patted Wang Xun's shoulder heavily. "Xun, old dog, I didn't realize that you are quite good at collecting intelligence. Are you interested in helping me investigate a few things?"
Wang Xun pushed Chi Ze's hand away and said, "Hurry up and prepare. If the Ye Nu Dharma King goes crazy, none of us can withstand him."
After saying this, Wang Xun ran away in shame.
Akaze looked gloomy, "Why bring up that lunatic? Xianggan, let's go."
A flesh body came across and followed Chi Ze obediently immediately.
The others had no mood to talk and ran away in the blink of an eye, leaving Lin Ren standing there stupidly.
Is there no one kind enough to tell him where the old place is?
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