“One, two, three… eight. Eight of your Lu Xi Disciples were helped by Jin Buhuan to achieve The Righteous Foundation Establishment. You should take less; give eighty million to Bu Huan.”
Ping Yundan finished counting the people and spoke up for Qian Duoduo to ask for the reward.
“If you are unwilling, I will take ten million, and you help one of my Xiong Jin Legion Disciples achieve The Righteous Foundation Establishment. Sect Leader, isn’t this condition not excessive?”
Niu Jinshui smiled slightly.
“If you say spending ten million to let a Disciple achieve The Righteous Foundation Establishment, that is too cheap.”
Chu Wannian, Shang Wutui, and Zhu Erkang, the three Palace Lords, nodded gently.
This price was not excessive.
Not to mention that The Righteous Foundation Establishment happens once every sixty years, and only one or two out of ten succeed each time.
If a quota for The Righteous Foundation Establishment were put up for auction, the various Families within the Sect could offer sky-high prices of tens of millions or even hundreds of millions.
“Tell me, why did the Ghost Head Secret Realm collapse?”
Niu Jinshui’s light words, however, sounded like thunder in Qian Duoduo’s ears.
—He finally got to the point.
He kept them, asking so many questions, actually just wanting to know this question clearly.
And the answer to this question might be Tiandao Power.
During their conversation, several powerful Spiritual Awareness swept over the area.
Needless to say, these were the Grand Elders from the Sect probing their situation.
Qian Duoduo, like the other Disciples, kept his head down and didn’t say a word.
They had barely survived the Ghost Head Secret Realm; they truly didn’t know why it collapsed.
If they knew, they would have directly made it collapse long ago, and wouldn’t have suffered for twenty-four days.
During this period of silence, Qian Duoduo felt seven or eight Spiritual Awareness focusing on himself.
As long as he had even a slight emotional fluctuation, they would attribute the collapse of the Secret Realm to him.
Perhaps, the power supporting the Secret Realm was Tiandao Power.
When someone took away the Tiandao Power, the Secret Realm would collapse.
The reason the Sect Leader kept them and chatted for so long was to find out who took the Tiandao Power.
It would be fine if it was a Disciple of Refining Spirit Sect.
If it was from the other two Sects, then that Disciple who took the Tiandao Power would be an enemy that Refining Spirit Sect must kill and not allow to grow.
Seeing that no one answered the question, Niu Jinshui slowly asked again:
“Tell me, where did that little girl go?”
The moment the question left his mouth, the Spiritual Awareness of several Grand Elders and the five Palace Lords all concentrated on Nangong Nizi.
At the same time, the Formation on Preaching Mountain activated.
The power of this Formation, if unleashed simultaneously, even a Heavenly Human Cultivator would find it hard to withstand.
However, Nangong Nizi showed no reaction.
Her closed eyes did not open, nor did they clench shut.
Her subtle breathing remained subtle.
It didn’t become heavy, nor did it fluctuate.
Qian Duoduo was deeply convinced that if Nangong Nizi showed even a slight abnormality at this moment, she would a hundred percent turn into a wisp of ash.
—A Sha Soul with Heavenly Human cultivation could not be allowed to attach itself to Nangong Nizi and infiltrate Refining Spirit Sect.
Three breaths, six breaths, nine breaths…
A murderous aura spread over each of them.
The smell of death was like standing on the edge of a cliff.
A slight breeze could push you into Hell.
It was December, and winter, and in front of the Purple Firmament Great Hall, the air seemed to freeze into ice.
Nangong Nizi showed no abnormality.
She seemed to be in a deep coma, or quietly healing, unable to pay attention to the outside world.
“Alright. Everyone is tired, go back and rest. Three days later, the Sect will hold a grand ceremony to commend you all.”
Finally, Niu Jinshui waved his robe, ending this interrogation.
In less than a quarter of an hour, Qian Duoduo’s back was soaked, more tired than continuously fighting for a whole day in the Secret Realm’s Turtle Mountain.
Returning to his Immortal Cave, Qian Duoduo sent safe sound transmissions to Yu Yixiang, Wang Dahei, Huang Guiren, Wang Meiruo, and others, activated all shielding Formations, and entered his Cultivation chamber.
“Elder Liu, protect me,” Qian Duoduo whispered in his heart.
