Then, Dongfang Bubai's gaze fell on the black and red jade pendant in his hand. As his thoughts raced, the fingertips of his right hand unconsciously tapped lightly on the armrest next to the seat, making a soft sound.
Dongfang Bubai remained silent, and none of the other elders of the Sun Moon Cult present dared to speak up.
For a moment, the entire hall fell silent, with only the sound of Dongfang Bubai's fingertips tapping the armrest.
Yet, this quiet environment inexplicably gives one a sense of oppression.
Wei Yixiao, who was kneeling on the ground below, couldn't help but show a nervous and apprehensive expression on his face.
Although Bai Xiaosheng did not remove Yang Dingtian, the leader of the Ming Cult, from his list of masters, Yang Dingtian had been missing for more than ten years.
Not to mention outsiders, even members of the Ming Cult like Wei Yixiao predicted that Yang Dingtian was probably in trouble.
Otherwise, the six major sects wouldn't have dared to besiege Bright Peak this time.
Moreover, they chose this blatant and respectable method.
If this had happened when Yang Dingtian had just disappeared, the Ming Cult might still have had hope in the face of the siege of the six major sects.
However, over the past ten years or so, the Ming Cult has fallen apart, with some members leaving and others scattering.
Now, what was once a first-rate power is not much different from a second-rate power.
Therefore, Dongfang Bubai was undoubtedly the last straw for the Ming Cult.
If Dongfang Bubai is willing to support the Ming Cult, the Ming Cult may be saved this time; if not, the Ming Cult may become history in a few days.
After a long while, when Wei Yixiao's back was already damp with sweat from nervousness, Dongfang Bubai finally spoke: "Alright! This Ming Cult is mine."
Upon hearing this, Wei Yixiao was overjoyed and quickly said, "Your subordinate greets the Sect Leader."
Dongfang Bubai glanced at Wei Yixiao and lingered on him briefly.
"They're quite sensible."
After a thought flashed through his mind, Dongfang Bubai waved his hand and said, "On the first day of the third month, if you can withstand my arrival, you can live. If you can't, such a piece of trash is better off dead."
The chilling and arrogant voice made Wei Yixiao tremble involuntarily.
The next moment, Wei Yixiao nodded and said, "Your subordinate understands."
Seeing this, Dongfang Bubai waved his hand slightly, and Wei Yixiao stood up and slowly retreated outside the main hall before quickly leaving.
After Wei Yixiao left, Tong Baixiong bowed and asked, "Master, was our Sun Moon Cult truly established in secret by the Ming Cult?"
Hearing Tong Baixiong's question, Dongfang Bubai said while playing with the black and red jade tablet in his hand: "Does it matter? What I want is the Ming Cult, and now the Ming Cult has taken the initiative to send the reason to me. In my opinion, this is the truth."
Upon hearing Dongfang Bubai's response, the elders of the Sun Moon Sect below, including Tong Baixiong, were all taken aback.
He immediately understood what Dongfang Bubai meant.
Following a series of orders from Dongfang Bubai, everyone in the main hall quickly set off.
After everyone had left to prepare, Dongfang Bubai looked at the black and red jade tablet in his hand and parted his lips slightly.
"The Ming Cult has provided a pillow just in time for us to fall asleep; it's perfect timing."
For the former Dongfang Bubai, the development strategy of the Sun Moon Cult was to first unify the southwestern region.
Then, using this southwestern region as a base, they gradually expanded their power until they grew strong enough to replace the Yihua Palace and become the only top-tier power west of the Ming Dynasty.
But now, because of Chu Qinghe, there is a subtle new relationship between Dongfang Bubai and Yaoyue.
Dongfang Bubai's original plan naturally had to be changed.
The emergence of the Ming Cult has now provided Dongfang Bubai with a pretext.
If the Ming Cult could be brought under its control, then Dongfang Bubai and the Sun Moon Cult would naturally not need to be confined to this southwestern region.
The Ming Dynasty was located in Jiangning City, about 20 miles east of Bright Peak.
From inside the east gate of the city, a carriage slowly passed through the gate and entered the city.
Two ordinary-looking maids with particularly bright eyes sat in the front seat of the carriage, driving the carriage while looking around.
Along the way, some knowledgeable people couldn't help but murmur a few words when they saw the carriage's wheels made of fine iron.
The carriage only came to a stop in front of a restaurant that looked to be of a fairly large size.
As the two women jumped down from the front seat, the maid, who looked a little more docile in her blue dress, tiptoed and slightly lifted the curtain in front of the carriage.
Then, a man with a paper fan in his hand and a fairly decent appearance slowly walked down from the platform.
After Qu Feiyan tossed out a loose piece of silver, the waiter who came out to greet them happily led the three into a private room by the window on the second floor.
After ordering, Qu Feiyan glanced at Chu Qinghe and Xiao Zhao across the table for a moment, then suddenly sighed and said, "Young Master, you're being too cautious! We're just going with Xiao Zhao to the secret passage to retrieve the 'Great Shift of Heaven and Earth,' not going to fight. Why would we need Xiao Zhao to disguise us?"
Listening to Qu Feiyan's words, Chu Qinghe said calmly, "Trouble doesn't have eyes. Who knows if it will come knocking on our door? It's better to be safe than sorry."
This trip was different from my last visit to Nanyue City.
After all, they are not far apart, and the round trip by carriage takes only about an hour.
Now that we're out and about, especially with the six major sects besieging Bright Peak, there are many people and a lot of people around.
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