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93: Chapter 93 Turbulent Times
He pulled up the System panel.
[Name: Su Xuan]
[Age: 18 years, nine and a half months]
[Cultivation: Heavenly Human Realm, Early Stage]
[Cultivation Technique: 'Profound Art' - Major Achievement]
[Martial Skills: 'Profound Sword Art' - Peak Mastery, 'Beauty Fist Technique' - Peak Mastery, 'Heavenly Net and Earthly Web Style' - Peak Mastery, 'Sparrow-Catching Skill' - Peak Mastery...]
[system space: Wheat, Sweet Potatoes, Fishing Net, Four Bellybands, Three Underpants, Dongfang Bai's...]
18 years, nine and a half months?!
That meant he was only two and a half months away from turning 19.
Su Xuan glanced at the densely packed System panel and couldn't help but nod.
In less than a year, he had progressed from Middle-stage Grandmaster to his current level. Quite impressive!
It was still early in the day. He might as well find a place to test the strength of the Heavenly Human Realm.
Thinking it, he did it. Su Xuan withdrew his focus and strode towards the door...
Elsewhere.
As soon as Tong Baixiong returned, he sent someone to investigate Su Xuan's information.
"Well? Did you find anything?"
Tong Baixiong turned around, his gaze fixed intently on the black-clad man before him.
The black-clad man nodded. "We found him. That person is named Su Xuan, the disciple of the Cult Master's friend."
As he spoke, the black-clad man handed a paper envelope to Tong Baixiong.
Tong Baixiong took the envelope, opened it, and upon seeing the contents, his expression turned somewhat ugly. "Didn't you say you found information? Why is there only a name?!"
"This... this subordinate could only trace it this far. Digging any deeper might alert the Cult Master..."
Faced with Tong Baixiong's scolding, the black-clad man could only brace himself and explain.
"Hmph!" Tong Baixiong snorted coldly, turning his back to continue examining the list on the envelope.
Looking at these names, that brat was the only man among them...
"The disciple of the Cult Master's friend... So, that woman in white in the main hall must be that brat's Master!"
Recalling that graceful white figure, a trace of heat involuntarily flashed in Tong Baixiong's eyes.
Her beauty was definitely not inferior to the Cult Master's...
Thinking again of the look of disgust Invincible East had given him, Tong Baixiong couldn't help but let out a mental sneer.
That wretched woman! If it weren't for his support back then, how could she have achieved today's glory?!
One should not forget those who dug the well when drinking water. Yet today, that wretched woman dared to look at him like that...
As he thought, a shadow of gloom flickered in Tong Baixiong's eyes.
If that's how it is, then there's no need to keep pretending...
Did she really think he was sincerely supporting Invincible East to become Cult Master...
Ha, what a joke! A true man born between heaven and earth, how could he remain depressed under another's thumb for long?!
Invincible East was merely a Puppet he had his eye on. Now, the time was ripe. Most of the cult's forces were already in his grasp.
The position of Cult Master would be his whenever he wished.
Originally, he had wanted to conquer that cheap woman, Invincible East, using an ordinary identity to satisfy his sense of accomplishment.
But now it seemed she wasn't giving him the chance! Then she couldn't blame him...
A flash of killing intent passed through Tong Baixiong's eyes. "Among the people on this list, who is the weakest?"
The black-clad man's eyes shifted slightly, roughly understanding Tong Baixiong's intention, and reported truthfully, "Their strengths are unknown. However, among them, Su Xuan's disciple Gongsun Lüe is the youngest. It should be her!"
A cold smile curled at the corner of Tong Baixiong's mouth. "In that case, I entrust this matter to you! Remember to leave her alive."
Tong Baixiong turned around and patted the black-clad man's shoulder.
If the Master is such a peerless beauty, the disciple naturally won't be bad either. Someone so pretty, what a waste if she died...
Using this matter to attract their attention, he could mobilize his forces here, striking first to gain the upper hand and subdue the factions within the cult that opposed him.
By then, he would be the uncrowned king of the Sun Moon Holy Cult!
Once he secured these, all the women around that wretched woman Invincible East and Su Xuan would be his!
Those two good-for-nothings, Fang Zheng and Fang Sheng. With so many men, they couldn't even defeat a woman, forcing him to take action personally...
The black-clad man lowered his gaze slightly and bowed. "Yes, this subordinate will carry it out immediately!"
The black-clad man turned and left the room, melting into the shadows.
Some time later, the black-clad man arrived at a hidden Secret Room.
He walked up to a woman dressed in purple with a black veil covering her face, bowed, and said, "Tong Baixiong has made his move. These are all his arrangements."
The black-clad man placed a new envelope on a nearby table, then returned to his original position, continuing to bow his head respectfully, not daring the slightest impropriety.
If Su Xuan were here, he would definitely recognize the attire of this purple-clad woman.
Because this woman's attire was exactly the same as the woman Invincible East had sent to show them the carriage back then.
The woman did not turn around. She casually picked up the envelope from the side and glanced at it.
Then she put the envelope away again. "Proceed as he arranged for now."
"Yes." Upon receiving the order, the black-clad man did not hesitate, retreating into the shadows.
After the black-clad man left, the purple-clad woman did not linger either, heading towards Dongfang Bai's palace.
Soon, the purple-clad woman arrived at Dongfang Bai's palace.
At this time, Lin Chaoying had already left. Only Dongfang Bai remained there, drinking.
The purple-clad woman emerged from behind, gently placed the envelope on the table, then bowed and said, "Cult Master, Tong Baixiong has made a new move. It involves Young Master Su."
Hearing the first part, Dongfang Bai showed no change, continuing to drink calmly.
But upon hearing the latter part, Dongfang Bai's gaze suddenly sharpened. She casually tossed her wine cup aside, not even minding the wine that splashed onto her clothes.
She picked up the nearby envelope and began reading.
Then...
"Boom—"
The table before Dongfang Bai shattered into pieces.
Dongfang Bai stood there, her gaze shadowed with gloom, and said coldly, "Phoenix, proceed according to my previous arrangements. Take down Tong Baixiong and his entire faction directly. If there is resistance, kill them without exception!"
Damnable Tong Baixiong! Originally, remembering past favors, I didn't want to kill him.
Now he dares to set his sights on Little Su! Since that's the case, he doesn't need to live!
Perfect timing. I can also use this opportunity to reassert the authority of the Cult Master...
It's been too long since I've taken action. The people in the cult have probably forgotten my methods...
"Y-yes..." Dongfang Bai's sudden, intense reaction startled Blue Phoenix.
Suddenly remembering something, Blue Phoenix stammered, "Cult Master, regarding Miss Gongsun... I instructed them to proceed according to the original plan, thinking to use this to uncover the spies around you..."
Before Blue Phoenix could finish, Dongfang Bai suddenly slapped her across the face.
"Smack—"
The slap sent the black veil fluttering down, revealing an exquisitely beautiful face, now marked by a bright red palm print.
"I ordered long ago that in any matter involving Little Su, safety comes first! Who allowed you to act on your own initiative!?"
Struck, Blue Phoenix dared not harbor any other thoughts. She fell to her knees with a thud, her face panicked. "This subordinate was wrong. I beg for the Cult Master's punishment!"
Dongfang Bai's Phoenix eyes blazed with anger. Suddenly thinking of something, her figure vanished from the spot, leaving only a sentence echoing in Blue Phoenix's ears.
"Go quickly and complete my arrangements. If there is another mistake, you need not return!"
"Yes, Cult Master."
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