The murderous intent instantly locked onto Yan Wujiu, making him feel a prickle of pain.
He struggled to suppress his instinct to resist, and his face remained calm.
Judging from his senior's reaction, he guessed correctly.
Jiang Wuyai's face was ashen as he stared intently at his composed junior brother.
News of the missing celestial plate was strictly suppressed.
The ancestral hall, which was originally a place of worship, was not open to ordinary disciples of the sect, let alone at this time.
Jiang Wuyai forged a celestial compass and left it in place, seemingly relaxed on the outside but tight on the inside.
In reality, besides him, only two elders of the sect and his junior sister Chu Xinglan from Fengjing knew that the Heavenly Disc had recognized its master.
Yan Wujiu had been away from the Tianyan Sect for many years and could not possibly have known this, as for the art of deduction...
If even a second-grade cultivator like myself couldn't detect when the Heavenly Compass disappeared, how could a third-grade cultivator, who is some unknown distance away, possibly deduce it?
Impossible, absolutely impossible!
"Senior brother, listen to me," Yan Wujiu said, enduring immense pressure.
"How could I possibly deduce the matter of the celestial compass? It is merely a speculation based on clues."
And it is precisely because of these processes that it should be helpful to your senior.
In the Tianyan Sect, everyone knows that Jiang Wuyai has only one belief: to advance to the First Rank and see the breathtaking scenery at the top.
Of course, everyone has had this dream; it doesn't sound unusual.
However, Jiang Wuyai never doubted himself and always firmly believed that he could do it.
In Yan Wujiu's view, belief had long since turned into obsession.
In fact, Jiang Wuyai's talent can only be considered above average.
The sorcerer's talent is very special, and it is not easy to recruit disciples. It was only by chance that Jiang Wuyai was chosen by his master to be accepted as a disciple.
Yan Wujiu, Chu Xinglan, and even Yang Wuhui—who among them isn't more talented than him?
As a result, Jiang Wuyai gained control of the territory, advanced to the second rank, and inherited the position of sect leader.
It was like a dream, leaving everyone dumbfounded.
Now no one dares to assert that this senior brother, whose talent is average, could not possibly reach the highest level.
"explain!"
"I need a promise from my senior brother: that he will spare my life and Wu Hui's life once he obtains the clues."
Yan Wujiu was not a naive person; it's just that the sorcerer's promises were different from those of ordinary people.
If you violate this rule, you will have to pay a price.
This promise was made to two sorcerers, one at the Divine Martial Realm and the other at the Half-Step Divine Martial Realm, and it involved their lives.
The consequences of breaching the contract will be severe, and it will almost certainly affect one's cultivation level.
This is an unbearable consequence for the senior students who are dedicated to reaching the summit.
Jiang Wuyai's thoughts raced like lightning.
He agreed to investigate who the sorcerer was who assassinated the crown prince, but he did not agree to bring the person back.
The dangerous stance they just adopted was merely to confirm their suspicions of an assassination attempt.
Anyway, they've been away from the Tianyan Sect for many years, so it can't be blamed on me.
"I, Jiang Wuyai, promise that if the clues provided by Yan Wujiu help in finding the Heavenly Plate..."
I will not take their lives, nor Yang Wu Hui's, because of the assassination attempt on the imperial heir.
Yan Wujiu's heart skipped a beat; hadn't he been testing him before?
It can now be confirmed that the Heavenly Plate has indeed recognized its master!
Who in the Tianyan Sect doesn't covet the three sacred artifacts: Heaven, Earth, and Man?
Anyone who obtains a copy of one of these plates and is bound to it, unless they die unexpectedly, can almost certainly achieve a cultivation level of the second rank.
Moreover, it was the most mysterious and unpredictable Heavenly Plate, and Yan Wujiu, who had a high opinion of himself, had naturally coveted it.
The word "fate" is truly difficult to understand; the higher one's cultivation level, the more one feels a sense of helplessness and constraint.
Now that all three pieces have been claimed by their respective owners, Yan Wujiu's last shred of hope has been extinguished, and his conviction has become even stronger.
Jiang Wuyai wasn't the only one who wanted to reach the top.
The sect could offer no further assistance, so his actions were not wrong!
"During the imperial court's disaster relief and flood control efforts, I made arrangements twice..."
Yan Wujiu recounted the story in detail, omitting the specifics of the purpose and the plan, and purely focusing on the process of the two failures.
As he spoke, Jiang Wuyai's brows furrowed more and more.
Yan Wujiu excels at deduction and planning, and among his fellow disciples of the same realm, he can at least rank among the top three.
Moreover, with his current cultivation level, even a Divine Martial Realm cultivator would find it difficult to see through his schemes.
He himself was proof that when he was hiding his whereabouts, Jiang Wuyai could not easily deduce his location.
Who can break through a strategy twice in a row?
That's not all. Yan Wujiu also used his own concocted Vitality Poison, and as a result, the eldest princess is alive and kicking, and has already led her troops to the northern border.
Jiang Wuyai's first reaction was that Chu Xinglan had secretly made a move.
But the timing doesn't match up. He had already entered Fengjing at that time and even had a test-and-attack exchange with Chu Xinglan.
Even if she had planned something beforehand, she could never have survived Yan Wujiu's two schemes.
Heavenly Plate!
Jiang Wuyai understood what the other party meant.
"You mean, the owner of the celestial plate is protecting the imperial court's disaster relief teams?"
Yan Wujiu nodded firmly, "Senior brother, I can't think of any other possibilities."
Jiang Wuyai remained silent, lost in thought.
In order to find out who was behind the assassination, he used the process of elimination, investigating those who had left the sect.
Therefore, he was more certain of this guess than Yan Wujiu, because others either did not have such strength or had not participated in it.
"That's not right!" Jiang Wuyai questioned. "If the opponent can break through the stalemate one after another, how can you escape unscathed?"
Yan Wujiu shrugged. "I don't know."
He made this conjecture much later, which essentially means he rejected all other possibilities.
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