Seeing that there were only three people left, and that it would soon be his turn, that man finally couldn’t hold back: "We didn’t do this!"

Lou Zhong pinched his chin, forcing his mouth open.

A black pill was held between Lou Zhong’s fingers as he pushed it toward the man’s mouth.

"It was... I know who did it!" Someone beside him spoke up: "I know, stop it!!"

Chuzheng waved her hand down, and Lou Zhong released the man and stepped aside.

"It was... it was those people from the Dark Division."

"Oh? And the reason?"

"I don’t know... They only take orders from our Clan Leader and the Elders, we don’t know the details."

These people were Qi Peier’s subordinates. Although Qi Peier was the Saintess, in the end she was just a tool to pass on the bloodline to the next Saintess. She was respected, but didn’t have much real power. It was normal that her people didn’t know.

"Where can we find them?"

"I... I don’t know... Don’t! I’ll talk, I’ll talk!! They have a stronghold in the north, you should be able to find people there!!"

Chuzheng pondered for a moment, then got up and walked out.

"Tower Master, what should we do with these people?" Xi Nan hurriedly asked.

Chuzheng swept him a cold glance: "Do I really need to teach you that?" What am I feeding you for!!

Xi Nan: "..."

Why is the Tower Master’s gaze so terrifying!!

"No need, no need, I’ll take care of it, I’ll do it..."

-

Chuzheng didn’t even need to do anything to Qi Peier. As long as she stayed here, the Wuyue Clan people would naturally take her back, and she would end up walking the original host’s path.

Just grab some random person?

Of course not. The Wuyue Clan had a strange item that could authenticate her.

The original host’s body carried the blood of the previous Saintess, so she could naturally replace Qi Peier.

If an ordinary person could do it, why would Qi Peier go to such lengths to find her?

Now she only needed to make sure Qi Peier couldn’t run away... Might as well write a report letter to the MLM ringleader.

Working hard to be a good person again today!

-

The Wuyue Clan.

Things hadn’t been peaceful in the Wuyue Clan lately. There had been a rebellion, though it was finally suppressed. Now they were investigating who else had been involved.

Everyone in the Wuyue Clan was afraid the investigation would reach them. People were on edge.

The Wuyue Clan’s territory was remote and hard to find. Without a clansman to lead the way, outsiders simply couldn’t get in.

The buildings were built along the mountain. If one stood on the mountain and looked down, that spread of buildings was quite spectacular.

Their architecture was very much like some foreign tribe’s stockade, one dwelling after another, linked in a continuous expanse.

The higher one’s status, the higher up the mountain one lived.

At this moment, in a bamboo house, a woman was pacing back and forth. From the window, she could almost take in the entire scene below at a glance.

This woman was the current Saintess of the Wuyue Clan—Qi Peier.

"Saintess."

Someone entered from outside. Qi Peier, agitated, grabbed the person in one go: "Well? Is there news?"

The person shook their head: "Not yet. It’s about the recent rebellion. The Clan Leader wants you to go to the Hall of Collective Thought."

Qi Peier’s face immediately darkened.

Why is there still no news after so long.

The time limit was almost up. If she still couldn’t find the person, what was she supposed to do? She didn’t want to die here...

"I understand."

The Hall of Collective Thought was in the middle of the stockade, and Qi Peier went over with her people.

Many people were kneeling inside, bloodstains on the ground. Qi Peier smelled the nauseating stench of blood in the air and lowered her head as she went in.

"Saintess."

"Saintess..."

The people in the Hall of Collective Thought made way for her, opening a path that led straight to the top.

"Clan Leader, you asked for me?" As Saintess, Qi Peier had the privilege of not saluting when she met the Clan Leader.

The Clan Leader was a rather imposing man in his early forties. His face was dark and displeased at the moment: "These traitors will be handed over to the Saintess for punishment."

Qi Peier gave the trembling people below her a glance: "I’ll handle it."

The Clan Leader nodded and left with his men. Very soon, only those kneeling on the ground and the people Qi Peier had brought with her remained in the Hall of Collective Thought.

"Spare us, Saintess."

"Saintess, we weren’t willing, we were forced into this!"

"Please, Saintess, plead for us."

Qi Peier walked up to the highest seat and sat down: "You don’t want to die?"

"We don’t, we don’t."

"I don’t want to die."

Who the hell wants to die.

Qi Peier gave someone a look, and the people she’d brought immediately went out. Using the excuse that the Saintess needed to commune with the Sacred Object, they drove everyone else away.

-

On the other side, the Clan Leader walked along the corridor with his entourage, every face grim.

In this rebellion, if they hadn’t discovered it in time, who knew what kind of disaster would have happened.

"Isn’t the time almost up?"

"Soon..."

"Something happens every time this moment comes..." The Clan Leader sighed. "It’s about time to have the Saintess prepare."

The Clan Leader’s face suddenly darkened again: "We can’t afford any more accidents this time!"

"Please rest assured, Clan Leader, we’ll have people keep watch over the Saintess."

"Mm."

"Clan Leader, Clan Leader..." Someone ran up from below. "There’s a letter."

The Clan Leader frowned: "What letter?"

The courier said, "I don’t know. It was found on someone who came back today. It says ’To the Clan Leader personally’ on it, written in outside script."

"Bring it here."

The young man immediately handed over the letter.

The Clan Leader opened it and pulled out the sheet inside. As he read, his expression grew uglier and uglier.

"Clan Leader, has something happened?"

The Clan Leader handed the letter over: "See for yourselves."

The people behind him passed the letter around, and each face turned just as unsightly.

"Wh-who sent this?"

"Could someone be playing tricks on us?"

"Not many in our Wuyue Clan can even write in that script. Send people to watch the Saintess. If necessary, lock her up. We absolutely cannot let what happened before happen again this time!"

They all looked at one another, and in the end, everyone agreed with the Clan Leader’s decision.

No matter who had sent the letter or whether what it said was true, they could not give the Saintess any chance to leave the Wuyue Clan.

Qi Peier, on her side, was still waiting for news.

But no matter how long she waited, there was nothing.

Qi Peier had already caught wind that the clan was selecting young people.

If she kept waiting, her fate...

Qi Peier didn’t dare think about it. She summoned someone: "Send more people out and just grab her and bring her back for me!!"

"Saintess, the clan has been in turmoil lately. It’s very troublesome to get in and out. We..."

Qi Peier cut him off: "I’ll find a way. You go find the men."

"...Yes."

Qi Peier was still the Saintess, after all. As long as she didn’t try to leave, her status within the clan was exalted. It was easy for her to Zhi Kai some people.

After those people left, Qi Peier fell into a new round of anxiety.

In the midst of that anxiety, one night deep into the night, there was a sudden commotion outside.

Qi Peier was jolted awake and immediately opened the window to look down.

Torches lit up half the stockade as a group of people below carried several others toward the Clan Leader’s place. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

"What’s going on?" Qi Peier, feeling unsettled, called someone in to ask.