Monarch Night

In his heart, Feng Yun had a huge grievance against this bunch of people who possessed the Divine Formless Jade, but he didn’t say it out loud.

Even though he was the number one Young Master, those Old Demons were all treasured assets of the sect.

They really did have the qualifications to slap him a few times even in front of his own ancestor.

Unless his strength and status both reached at least the mid-level leadership of the Headquarters, he wouldn’t be truly taken seriously.

And that kind of opportunity lay in the Three Worlds!

So he could only vent his temper at Wu Xiang, and also... if he wanted to look for any clues, he could only start with Wu Xiang.

"The Three Worlds... why the hell haven’t they opened yet!"

Feng Yun let out a deep sigh.

Then he issued an order: "Further tighten control over the Southeast; no sect is allowed to act lightly on anything. Also, bring me all documents from the Southeast related to the scheming and preparations from two thousand years ago."

He said: "Hopefully we can find some trace to follow, otherwise... how are we supposed to search the Southeast seventeen states? It’s harder than looking for a needle in the ocean..."

Just then.

"Young Master Yun."

Wu Xiang arrived.

"Wu Xiang."

Feng Yun asked directly: "The Divine Formless Jade that Lord Sun Wutian had, the matter of the Resurrection Warrior—bring out all the information you have on your side!"

In an instant, Wu Xiang’s hands went numb, his whole person was so stunned he was completely dumbfounded: "Young Master... I, I don’t have any information!"

"Hmm?"

Feng Yun’s eyes turned vicious: "What do you mean?!"

"Last time, the matter of Mr. Sun was notified in advance by the Headquarters, then I had the Southeast Patrol Envoy at the time, Lord Bai, gather the Five Sects of Southeast and start arranging the plan, Blood Spirit Awakening."

"Back then, assisting the Blood Spirit Awakening, there was also Lord Bai Zhan Dao, and Lord Jiang Wuwang, as well as experts from Headquarters, plus Lord Duan Xiyang providing long-distance containment... This really wasn’t something our Southeast Headquarters at the time could decide."

Wu Xiang said bitterly: "And as Lord Bai ultimately merited by receiving Mr. Sun back, he was immediately transferred away."

Feng Yun held his breath in his throat, almost cursed out loud.

He too was a high-level descendant, and an outstanding one at that, so he naturally understood Lord Bai and his family’s approach.

Specifically: they learned beforehand that Sun Wutian was going to be resurrected, so someone was sent down to serve as Southeast Patrol Envoy. When the time was almost ripe, he took the initiative to shoulder the coordination task.

And Lord Bai... as the name suggests, was a descendant of Vice Sect Master Bai Jing.

And while Wu Xiang was also considered a descendant of Vice Sect Master Wu Xiao, he was a side-branch of a side-branch, fundamentally unable to compete for this kind of merit.

Then after Lord Bai successfully received him, he naturally established a great merit of huge use to the sect! So he was promoted immediately—when in fact, from beginning to end he only did one single thing!

That abacus was being beaten loud as hell.

And this was also the usual tactic of the big families at Headquarters: either they don’t come down, or if they do, there’s merit waiting for them!

But someone had already walked this path last time, and now on his side there was another case, yet this time there were absolutely no leads!

The key thing is... don’t even mention Sun Wutian’s resurrection being interrupted or sabotaged or whatever—anyway, they were the ones who received Sun Wutian back!

So now it’s all on you, Feng Yun—same kind of thing, let’s see how well you pull it off! After all, the previous one succeeded.

If you, Feng Yun, can’t manage to get this done... heh, what does that say about your ability? Aren’t you the leader? Aren’t you number one?

"There was no report at all?" Feng Yun was directly speechless.

"This kind of... even if there was a report, it’s impossible it would be reported to our Southeast Headquarters, Young Master Yun."

Wu Xiang said bitterly: "Out here the sky is high and the Emperor is far away... if a secret already reaches the Southeast, how could it still be called a secret?"

Feng Yun took a deep breath, his expression becoming infinitely grave.

He said: "Think again, whether any subordinate sect filed a report. This is a major matter, Wu Xiang! You need to understand that."

"Generally, if someone goes out and runs into a sudden accident, with even their fleshly body completely destroyed, as long as they have the Divine Formless Jade on them, they will look for an opportunity on the spot, and then if they can’t get in touch with Headquarters afterward, they will by all means contact a subordinate sect; to prepare for their own resurrection!"

"This is the obsession of a strong one! And it’s one of the traits of the Divine Formless Jade."

"In other words, even though we don’t know, he definitely sent out some message at some point! Made some effort! This is nailed down iron—there absolutely must be something!"

When Feng Yun spoke this time, he even used the Enchanting Spell!

His spiritual power directly seeped into Wu Xiang’s body, into his Divine Sea of Consciousness.

Doing this would definitely cause some damage to Wu Xiang.

But Feng Yun really had no other choice; if there was a screw-up this time, then his own screw-ups would be far too many!

Back with the Qinglong Gang, they had lost in a way that was completely inexplicable.

And this time... it was somehow even more lacking in clues than the Qinglong Gang incident!

This was fucking ridiculous!

Feng Yun had never run into something this utterly without leads; even with heaven-defying wisdom, he had no place to apply it!

To just lose like this in a muddled daze... who could accept that?

Within Wu Xiang’s memories, Feng Yun silently examined the deepest layers of Wu Xiang’s mind.

And then the veins on his face bulged out.

Because Wu Xiang’s deepest memories turned out to be him constantly sleeping with his sister-in-law at home... and with all kinds of concubines, all kinds of other men’s wives... all kinds of...

As for serious business, it was actually completely blank!! The occasional fragments were pitifully few and entirely irrelevant to the big picture!

They had not the slightest connection to the predicament they were currently facing.

"Motherfucker!!!"

Feng Yun almost collapsed.

He stared at Wu Xiang with a ferocious gaze, and a sudden impulse to slap him to death surged up!