Chapter 750
Even so, a flicker of anticipation stirred within her heart:
If Zheng Fa could seize the moment when Yun Zhenxian broke the formation to strike at Haori Mountain, it would be perfect.
Thus, she reported Yun Zhenxian's movements with particular diligence.
After a while, Zheng Fa suddenly sent a spiritual message:
"Didn’t Li Sanxian return to Taishang Dao?"
"Yes, he did..."
Just as Ni Chang Yu Jun began to respond, her eyelids twitched unexpectedly.
How did Zheng Fa know?
The camp's defenses were extremely tight; no one could leave without permission.
But Li Sanxian's whereabouts were not something an ordinary cultivator could know—only she, alone in her heart, had a grasp of it!
Where did Zheng Fa get this information?
In the message, Zheng Fa sent another question:
"Didn’t a new group of disciples arrive at Yaochi last night?"
Ni Chang Yu Jun's gaze went a bit blank.
Indeed, Yaochi had received a new batch of Huashen disciples, who had just arrived last night.
This was because Yun Zhenxian had mentioned that the treasures of the Tianhe River depended on one's own abilities, and Ni Chang Yu Jun felt that the number of Huashen disciples from Yaochi was too few, which might put them at a disadvantage, so she had called for more from the sect.
Not only Yaochi, but Taishang Dao also had disciples come.
However, Leiyin Temple was unable to send their Huashen disciples due to the blockade of the sea.
Ni Chang Yu Jun stood up from her chair, her mind a muddle:
If Zheng Fa knew that Yaochi had sent people to Dongzhou, she wouldn’t be surprised; after all, anyone trying to cross the sea would find it hard to hide from the Dragon Lord of Shuyu.
But for Zheng Fa to know that this group of disciples had just arrived at the camp last night… that was terrifying.
With the Tianhe Sect and the Baixian Alliance so far apart, could there be someone secretly informing Zheng Fa?
The person who knew Li Sanxian's whereabouts must be a core figure from one of the four sects!
Ni Chang Yu Jun could no longer sit still. She walked to the entrance of the hall and looked outside, feeling a chill in her heart, as if everyone around her was an informant for Zheng Fa.
She even felt as if there were an eye in the sky, watching the entire camp, the whole Tianhe Sect.
The leader seemed to know everything!
Ni Chang Yu Jun's face turned bitter:
Did he know about her previous concealments and even deceptions?
(End of this chapter)
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**Chapter 510: Changes in the Sword Formation, Calm as Ever**
"Yun Jun?"
Zheng Fa listened to the discussions of the five Dao fruit holders in the main tent when he suddenly noticed Li Sanxian looking at Ni Chang Yu Jun, his expression anxious: "Did I forget something again?"
"Uh?"
Ni Chang Yu Jun's face was blank, clearly not understanding the meaning behind his words.
"Yun Jun, it seems like you've been watching me for a while," Li Sanxian said frankly, "I thought I might have forgotten something important."
Before Ni Chang Yu Jun could respond, the wise monk Zhitong interjected in surprise: "So it’s not just me who feels that way."
Even the usually taciturn Xuanding Zhenxian chimed in: "Me too."
Ni Chang Yu Jun's expression turned awkward, her gaze drifting.
The others looked at her in confusion, while Zheng Fa secretly chuckled—Ni Chang Yu Jun had been eyeing him for a few days.
It was clear she was playing a game of finding the mole, suspecting everyone in the tent.
Now it seemed that Li Sanxian was the main suspect.
From Ni Chang Yu Jun's perspective, suspecting Li Sanxian made a lot of sense.
Haori Mountain and Leiyin Temple were adversaries of Zheng Fa.
Even if Ni Chang Yu Jun had a wild imagination, she would be crazy to think there were spies from Zheng Fa among the high-ranking members of these two sects.
But Li Sanxian was different:
Li Sanxian had been to the Jiushan Realm!
If Ni Chang Yu Jun were to speculate based on her own experiences, she might think that Li Sanxian, like herself, had fallen for Zheng Fa at first sight… No, he had something to gain from Zheng Fa.
Thus, in Ni Chang Yu Jun's eyes, it was very likely that Li Sanxian was also passing on information.
Yet, Li Sanxian indeed had some fondness for Zheng Fa and the Jiushan Realm, often praising them.
The suspicion grew even stronger.
Zheng Fa glanced at Ni Chang Yu Jun, noticing her furrowed brow and conflicted expression, and understood her distress:
If only Ni Chang Yu Jun were secretly passing on information, the initiative would be in her hands.
She could say whatever she wanted, even turn Zheng Fa to her advantage.
But if there were others involved, it would be a different story.
Ni Chang Yu Jun's recent intelligence had been more detailed and, importantly, much more truthful; she was being honest and dared not conceal anything.
Now, with Ni Chang Yu Jun on his side and holding a high position in Haori Mountain, Zheng Fa felt he had people on both sides, a sense of calm as if he were fishing from a stable platform.
Zheng Fa could even confidently say that when it came to understanding the current situation of the Tianhe camp, he knew more than Xuanding Zhenxian.
Seeing Ni Chang Yu Jun's awkward expression, Zhitong the monk, sensing her difficulty in articulating something, simply changed the subject and asked Yun Zhenxian: "Does the Jiuyou Demon Ancestor really need thirty years to refine the Four Swords?"
Yun Zhenxian nodded, his tone firm: "When the Tianhe Venerable refined the Four Swords of Extermination, Haori Mountain was also involved."
Zheng Fa was taken aback.
He hadn’t known that.
Haori Mountain had collaborated with the Tianhe Venerable?
"Even if the Tianhe Venerable were to be resurrected, it would still take thirty years to control the Four Swords."
Zhitong the monk nodded slightly, frowning: "Something feels off."
Ni Chang Yu Jun, recovering from her embarrassment, asked: "What feels off?"
"I can't quite put it into words, but today I feel a sense of foreboding."
Everyone furrowed their brows.
The Buddhist powers were extraordinary, and Zhitong the monk was a true immortal.
His premonition was not something anyone could ignore.
Xuanding Zhenxian remained silent for a couple of incense sticks, looking at Yun Zhenxian and urging: "Hurry up."
Clearly, he wanted Haori Mountain to speed up the production of the formation flags.
Yun Zhenxian, not wanting to take the blame, directly lamented: "It's not that I'm dragging my feet, but Haori Mountain is truly in a bind without the right materials. We are severely lacking in spiritual materials and manpower."
Xuanding Zhenxian was silent for a moment, then nodded at Li Sanxian.
Li Sanxian quickly said: "Whatever spiritual materials you need, Taishang Dao can supply."
Wait, aren’t those the materials from your Taishang Dao?
Those are from my Jiushan Sect!
Zheng Fa glanced at Ni Chang Yu Jun, only to see she had no objections; instead, she added: "If that’s not enough, there are plenty of spiritual materials in the West Continent, and we can also bring them in with the help of the Baixian Alliance."
The Baixian Alliance wouldn’t want to transport them!
Compared to the Jiuyou Demon Ancestor, Haori Mountain was the real threat to the Baixian Alliance.
But to be honest, if Yaochi and Taishang Dao insisted on this, the Baixian Alliance would have no way to stop them:
To put it bluntly, the spiritual materials didn’t have names written on them; once they reached Taishang Dao, how could the Baixian Alliance control that?
It was clear that these few were getting anxious.
Under the pressure of the Jiuyou Demon Ancestor, there was indeed a sense of unity.
He looked towards the Tianhe Sect, only to see the formation diagram of the Four Swords of Extermination flickering ominously in the sky, instilling an inexplicable fear.
Suddenly, Zheng Fa understood a bit of the group's decision-making.
Yun Zhenxian stood up and said: "Alright, I’ll return to Haori Mountain to make arrangements."
He seemed to feel the urgency of the situation, acting decisively as he turned to Zheng Fa: "The Haori disciples here will be entrusted to you."
After giving a few instructions, he lifted the tent flap, mounted his purple cloud, and prepared to fly back to Haori Mountain.
No one expected that at this moment, a voice called out to stop him.
"Yun Zhenxian, wait!"
Xuanding Zhenxian and the others changed color, rushing out of the tent.
Zheng Fa followed closely behind, and as he exited the main tent, he saw a familiar figure blocking Yun Zhenxian's path.
It was Master Yan!
He held an ancient sword, his figure flickering in the void, exuding an aura that even made Zheng Fa feel a chill.
"Yan Changge?" Yun Zhenxian's face darkened as he coldly shouted, "You dare to show yourself!"
Is that really his name?
Zheng Fa glanced at Master Yan's expression, noticing he looked much more lively than when they had met before.
On the other hand, Xuanding and the others wore increasingly grim expressions.
Now everyone could see clearly:
Zhitong the monk's premonition was spot on!
So much so that Xuanding and the others were caught off guard.
It was too late for Yun Zhenxian to leave now!
Looking back, it seemed that the Jiuyou Demon Ancestor's grand display back then was truly out of character—
After all, the Jiuyou Demon Ancestor's ability to hide was unparalleled in the world of Xuanwei.
His previous high-profile actions were indeed strange.
Ni Chang Yu Jun also understood: "The Tianhe Sect is a trap! The Jiuyou Demon Ancestor isn’t refining the Four Swords; he’s waiting for us?"
Master Yan smiled slightly, seemingly in agreement.
Zheng Fa felt a sense of realization.
Among the four sects, even Zheng Fa had always thought that the Jiuyou Demon Ancestor's goal was to refine the Four Swords of Extermination.
But until Master Yan appeared to block Yun Zhenxian, everyone was enlightened—
The Four Swords of Extermination were merely bait to lure the four sects here.
He glanced at the increasingly grim faces of Xuanding and the others, feeling that the Jiuyou Demon Ancestor's strategy was indeed a bold move:
If the Jiuyou Demon Ancestor truly refined the Four Swords, no one could bear the consequences.
Would any of these four true immortals dare to ignore it?
Zhitong the monk radiated with Buddhist light, shouting coldly: "Charge out!"
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