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After all these preparations, Su Yu emerged from his stone cave mansion with a smile on his face.

In the enclosed courtyard…

Su Yu took over the superior-grade magic artifact hoe from Taoist Tianyu. As he worked, Tianyu mentioned a recent event.

Taoist Tianyu said, “Not long ago, Murong Shang, a disciple from one of the Eighteen Peaks, Moqiu Peak, was ambushed and died while monitoring the market. Murong Shang was one of the top three young disciples of Moqiu Peak during the last Eighteen Peaks Doctrinal Debate. At his young age of just over 190, he had already reached eighth tier Core Formation stage and transformed into a Golden Core foundation.”

“Based on the sect’s investigation, there is a high possibility that some forces are specifically targeting our promising young disciples from Dixianfu.”

“If you have nothing important to do recently, it’s best not to go out.”

At these words, Su Yu’s pupils constricted slightly. He stopped working and asked, “Master, has it been common for our Dixianfu’s prodigies to be attacked?”

Lying beneath the shade of a Spirit Plant tree beside the field, Taoist Tianyu casually replied, “Isn’t that normal? Not only at Dixianfu, but it also happens to other powers. You’re either scheming against me, or I’m scheming against you, and so it repeats until one achieves the desired result. There has never been true peace in cultivation world.”

“Although our Dixianfu is one of the top ten cultivation sects in Daqian’s cultivation world, we, too, attract conflicts due to our reputation.”

“Furthermore, considering our massive domain, it’s unrealistic to strictly manage the entire area of Dixianfu.”

“And beneath the surface tranquility of the cultivation world, no one can accurately predict how many undercurrents are generating.”

“However, our Dixianfu isn’t completely ignorant about the situation.”

“From the end of the last Doctrinal Debate to now, three of our inner disciples have fallen outside, and more than ten disciples have reported being attacked to the sect.”

“In any case, please be careful.”

Su Yu asked, “If I stay in the sect, I should be safe, shouldn’t I?”

Taoist Tianyu replied, “Not likely, no one has dared to stir up trouble within our Dixianfu.”

Soon after, the rotund Taixu descended from the sky. This time he chose to land on a large rock so as not to break tree branches again. He cheeped at Su Yu a few times.

Su Yu’s eyes narrowed. Had Qianyu’s senior brother, Taoist Changrong, returned to the sect?

While tending his spiritual field, Su Yu began considering how to handle this situation.

‘Previously, Qianyu was also attacked, as were disciples from other peaks, and three have fallen due to this. Are these incidents isolated, carried out by different powers and cultivators, or are they carefully orchestrated by one or a few powers? Are those powers trying to kill Dixianfu’s prodigies and weaken the sect?’ Su Yu pondered.

According to what his master, Taoist Tianyu, said, Dixianfu obviously knew something.

But he wondered how the sect leader would decide to handle this issue?

Not long after, Su Yu set aside his thoughts and focused back on Taoist Changrong’s situation.

It was none of his business if others were attacked, but if there was a problem with this Taoist Changrong, Su Yu could investigate him discreetly.

If he indeed had a problem, then Dixianfu wouldn’t let him off the hook. Su Yu himself wouldn’t need to interfere.

There was no risk at all.

….

Gloomy Sword Edge.

A few days ago, An Changrong, the elder disciple of Qianyu, returned to his cave mansion. He had completed one of the several tasks he had accepted and gained 2000 Contribution Value points. An impressive amount.

However, An Changrong’s expression was sour since his return, causing his junior brothers and sisters to be cautious around him. They wondered if their elder had encountered any trouble.

Inside the cave mansion, An Changrong woke up from his cultivation and took a deep breath. There was a lingering worry in the depths of his eyes.

“Sigh…”

After quite some time, An Changrong sighed softly. Just when he was about to leave his cave mansion, there was a subtle shift in his expression. With a thought, a bronze token appeared in his hand. He projected his Divine Sense into it.

After receiving the message from the token, An Changrong furrowed his brow and muttered, “A disciple from Dayu Peak, Su Yu?”

He seemed to have heard this name before, the owner of the extraordinary Taixu beast?

However, he had only heard the name many years ago and had never met the person.

There were no traces of this man during the last Eighteen Peaks Doctrinal Debate.

Without this task urging him to lure Su Yu out of the sect, An Changrong would hardly remember that there was such an invisible person in Dixianfu.

“A fourth tier Core Formation stage cultivator who was able to lay a superior third tier large-scale killing formation? A superior third tier Array Master?” An Changrong looked at Su Yu’s information, his pupils contracting in surprise.

On second thoughts though, Dayu Peak… Wasn’t that rumored to be the residence of that person from the sect?

On this basis, it wasn’t strange for Su Yu to become a superior third tier Array Master at the fourth tier Core Formation stage.

“But how am I supposed to lure him out of the sect?” An Changrong frowned. This task was neither difficult nor simple. As he didn’t know Su Yu, he had to be cautious, so he wouldn’t accidentally expose himself.

After careful consideration, he came up with an idea.

A few days later…

Outside Dayu Peak, An Changrong, with a few disciples from the Gloomy Sword Edge, paid a visit to see their Uncle Master, Su Yu.