Ye Xiu suddenly received a call from Ming Yue.

"Ye Xiu, I just got in touch with Kristina," she said. "She told me to wait for her at the airport. I suspect she’s planning to flee."

Go to the airport?

Ye Xiu narrowed his eyes and thought for a moment before saying, "Qiao Beiming and Kristina can’t contact the Eternal Kingdom. Kristina must be planning to go back in person."

"Do you mean she’s going to take me to the Eternal Kingdom?" Ming Yue asked.

"Yes, go with her. Once you’re in the Eternal Kingdom, act according to the circumstances. I won’t come looking for you, so don’t make any rash moves," Ye Xiu instructed.

"Alright!" Ming Yue agreed.

After hanging up, Ye Xiu turned to Tang Bo and the others. "Alright, dig a big pit here but don’t fill it in yet. I plan to use them—or more precisely, the Martial Prowess within their bodies—as the Formation Eye to set up a Spirit Gathering Array in the Wu Family Fortress. In the future, you can cultivate by absorbing Spiritual Energy within the array."

Having said that, he walked over, picked up Lin Feng as if he were a chick, and headed into the house.

A Spirit Gathering Array?

Not only Tang Bo and his men, but even Lin Feng had never heard of such a term. However, they didn’t dwell on it.

"Everyone, get to work! Quickly now," Tang Bo called out.

Ye Xiu carried Lin Feng into the living room, set him down on the couch, and told him to sit properly. "Let’s have a chat."

"You want to get information from me?" Lin Feng asked. Facing Ye Xiu, his previous condescending attitude was gone, replaced by immense fear and dread. He used to see Ye Xiu as an ant, but now the roles were reversed. He was the ant.

"You’re very smart," Ye Xiu stated bluntly. "Speak. Tell me everything you know, and I might spare your life."

Lin Feng fell silent. He knew that if he didn’t speak, he would surely die. If he did, he might live. He was still young, with a vibrant, tempting world yet to be enjoyed and grand ambitions yet to be fulfilled. He did not want to die, he could not die, and he was unwilling to die.

"Ask whatever you want. I’ll tell you everything I know!" Lin Feng said.

He confessed before I even had to interrogate him. A spineless coward...

Ye Xiu felt a wave of contempt for the man as he asked, "Besides the royal family of the Eternal Kingdom and the three Judicator Families, how many other Purple Pupil Superpower Users are there?"

This was a question he had forgotten to ask Lin Xin. If only the royal family within the Eternal Kingdom possessed the Purple Pupil Ability, then the one who hypnotized the Dragon Lord all those years ago must have been a member of the royal family.

"A lot!" Lin Feng said. "The royal family’s Purple Pupils were originally bestowed by the Judicator Families and then passed down through generations. The Eternal Kingdom also has many other individuals, families, and Sects that have been granted Purple Pupils."

Ye Xiu frowned. With so many suspects, finding out who hypnotized the Dragon Lord would be incredibly difficult.

He continued his inquiry, "There’s something I’ve never understood. The three Judicator Families seem able to mass-produce Totems and Special Abilities. How do they do it?"

"I asked my father about that, but he didn’t know either," Lin Feng replied.

"Alright, let’s get back on topic," Ye Xiu said. "Why is this Mist Chant Martial Meeting different from previous ones? What exactly do the three Judicator Families intend to achieve with it?"

Lin Feng answered without hesitation, "The three Judicator Families want to use this Mist Chant Martial Meeting to eliminate all Martial Artists worldwide above the Great Grandmaster rank."

"That’s not their true objective," Ye Xiu stated.

Lin Feng was startled. "What do you mean?"

Ye Xiu explained, "All the Martial Artists at that level from across the globe are already in the Wanjing Mountains. If their goal was simply to eliminate them, they wouldn’t need to wait for all the preliminary preparations for the Mist Chant Martial Meeting to be completed before acting."

Lin Feng was stunned. Then, as if suddenly enlightened, he blurted out, "You’re right! If the Judicator Families’ true purpose was to eliminate all those Martial Artists, Qiao Beiming and I, along with the two thousand-plus Martial Artists we brought, would have been more than enough. Furthermore, with the combined strength of the Judicator Families and the Eternal Kingdom, they wouldn’t need to use the Mist Chant Martial Meeting to kill all the world’s Martial Artists. They could just show up at their doors and slaughter them directly."

Listening to Lin Feng’s slow-witted analysis, Ye Xiu felt a pang of disappointment. It seemed Lin Feng truly didn’t know the inside story.

He asked, "What is Qiao Beiming’s mission here in Nanjing?"

"To kill Huang Quan and destroy the Restorer Alliance," Lin Feng replied.

"Did he tell you that?" Ye Xiu asked.

"No, my father gave us those instructions before we departed," Lin Feng said.

Ye Xiu suddenly laughed. "If I’m not mistaken, your father also told you to take the lead in killing Huang Quan and destroying the Restorer Alliance, while Qiao Beiming simply directs things from behind the scenes. Am I right?"

Lin Feng was aghast. "How did you know?"

Ye Xiu slapped his forehead. "How could you not see it?"

"You...!" Lin Feng was furious at being berated but didn’t dare lash out. He retorted defensively, "How am I being a fool?"

"You’ve been used as cannon fodder," Ye Xiu said, looking at Lin Feng with a mixture of pity and sympathy. "Your father sent you with over two thousand useless fighters to wage a high-profile war against Huang Quan and the Restorer Alliance, drawing everyone’s attention to provide cover for Qiao Beiming’s real mission."

This time, Lin Feng understood. "Are you saying Qiao Beiming has another mission?"

"Obviously!" Ye Xiu nodded.

Lin Feng bowed his head and sank into thought. After a long moment, it finally clicked. "Yes, yes, you’re right! The Restorer Alliance has opposed the three Judicator Families for over two thousand years yet has tenaciously survived. How could Qiao Beiming, I, and over two thousand fourth-rank Martial Artists possibly destroy them..."

As he spoke, Lin Feng’s expression twisted with rage. "To think I was abandoned by my own father and the three Judicator Families! They just sent me to Nanjing to die. Qiao Beiming is a prized asset in their eyes. There’s no way they would let him come with me to die in Nanjing. He must have another mission."

He finally understood the old saying: sentiment has no place in a royal family.

Even a vicious tiger won’t eat its own cub, yet his own father had personally sent him down the road to Huang Quan.

"I sympathize with you," Ye Xiu said. "But you haven’t given me the answers I’m looking for."

"Are you going to kill me?" Lin Feng grew frantic. "I can’t die! My father and the Judicator Families wronged me. If I don’t get my revenge, I can never rest in peace! Ye Xiu, since you want to deal with the Judicator Families, I can help you. Let’s join forces! Don’t kill me, I can be useful to you..."

Ye Xiu was intrigued. "How do you plan to help me?"

Clutching at this last straw, Lin Feng hurriedly said, "I have many supporters in the Eternal Kingdom, a force not to be underestimated. If I give the call, they will follow me to their deaths. Besides, your wife Qin Qing and Leng Yue are in danger right now. I can offer them protection."

Ye Xiu pondered for a moment. "Alright, I agree to cooperate with you. I will even have someone escort you to Biluo Island."

In truth, Ye Xiu didn’t place much value on the forces Lin Feng commanded. However, the combined strength of the three Judicator Families and the Eternal Kingdom was immense, making them difficult for him to overthrow alone. He might as well let Lin Feng go back and stir up some trouble, letting the forces of the Eternal Kingdom be consumed by internal strife. Besides, the kingdom was already in turmoil; Lin Feng’s return would only make it more chaotic.