"Oh, okay."

Bai Map felt the information was within reach, but with someone watching, he couldn’t get it at all.

After finding the information on Black Soul Grass, he turned and saw the black-clad man waiting not far away. The man frowned and said, "Why are you dawdling? Have you forgotten how to do work at Cangyuan Pavilion after being outside for so long?"

"Hurry up and deliver the information." The black-clad man instructed again.

"Yes."

Bai Map had no choice, as the desired information slipped further out of his reach.

This black-clad man was named Xie Yunsun.

He was a supervisor in Cangyuan Pavilion, and his usual task was to oversee the handling of information here, which needed his inspection before being taken out, lest anyone took the wrong information.

As for someone trying to steal information?

That’s impossible.

Among the people of Cangyuan Pavilion, everyone had one hundred percent trust.

Those who could enter Cangyuan Pavilion were actually carefully selected by Lin Qingyi, who served under the Realm Master of Celestial Sea City.

Their loyalty was guaranteed.

They were all tested.

No issues whatsoever.

With Xie Yunsun around, Bai Map realized he had no chance to succeed.

So that evening, Bai Map wrote a letter to Li Changqing about Xie Yunsun, explaining the difficulty of obtaining the information on Monarch Yuehan. It seemed there was no way to succeed in the short term, and he needed to find another opportunity to acquire the information and hoped Li Changqing wouldn’t worry.

Meanwhile, the Lightning Sparrow trained by Zhen Wanshou quickly returned from Medical King Valley.

The Lightning Sparrow reported the situation in Medical King Valley to Zhen Wanshou.

Medical King Valley appeared unchanged, as it was before, but the Lightning Sparrow did not find the figure of the Longevity Sect’s leader. It seemed Mu Hensheng was also worried about the safety of the Longevity Sect’s leader, so he let him leave first.

However, Mu Hensheng himself didn’t seem worried.

Even if Mu Qingge spoke out, who would believe it?

If someone did believe and came to Medical King Valley, they wouldn’t discover anything.

Mu Hensheng was still searching for Mu Qingge, trying to bring him back, but there was still no trace of Mu Qingge.

As for Yin Changli,

He had already been placed under house arrest in a separate courtyard by the people of Medical King Valley.

Although Yin Changli was unclear about what had happened, his master’s absence from Medical King Valley and his own detention made him very uneasy.

He had attempted several times to escape but found no opportunity.

As time went by, Yin Changli suspected something had definitely happened to Medical King Valley.

But not knowing what occurred and unable to find out, daily meals were brought to him. With many senior brothers guarding outside, he couldn’t leave, and asking the guards at the door yielded no answers.

They only told him to stay put and not make things difficult for them.

This left him anxious.

Sitting cross-legged inside, with the Xuanyuan Sword carved from the Longevity Wood on his knees, Yin Changli wasn’t practicing Swordsmanship, but continuing to comprehend the Xuanyuan Sword.

Yin Changli found that each time he comprehended the Xuanyuan Sword, he gained new insights into the Sword Dao.

The artistic conception contained in the Xuanyuan Sword seemed infinite, and he saw a world of unlimited possibilities.

Although he hadn’t practiced Swordsmanship, Yin Changli could feel his Swordsmanship advancing by leaps and bounds.

"Hoo."

After completing his comprehension, Yin Changli opened his eyes, only to find it was already dusk.

Sighing lightly, Yin Changli felt somewhat hungry and immediately stepped outside, heading to the yard.

But when Yin Changli reached the yard and saw the empty stone table, he was taken aback.

Having practiced all day, why was there not even a bit of food on the table?

Usually, his brothers would bring him meals.

"Hey!"

Yin Changli went to the door and knocked, unable to hold back his words, "It’s one thing not to let me out, but why don’t you even feed me now? Are you trying to starve me?"

"Is anyone listening?"

Yin Changli persistently knocked on the wooden door.

But even after knocking for quite a while, the outside remained silent.

It was very, very quiet.

"No one?"

Yin Changli was somewhat surprised; usually, several people would be watching him. Why was there no one now?

This was actually a great opportunity.

Yin Changli pushed the door, but it was still locked from the outside.

He could hear the clinking sound of chains.

So Yin Changli went to the wall, leapt up, and directly jumped down over the wall.

Landing stealthily, Yin Changli tried not to make a sound as he looked around, finding truly no one there.

"This is really strange."

"Could it be they no longer need to keep me imprisoned?"

Yin Changli spoke to himself.

"But why is Medical King Valley so quiet today?" Yin Changli felt something was off, for he didn’t see any adults and couldn’t even hear the chirping of birds.

Normally, it wouldn’t be like this.

Descending the steps, Yin Changli still saw no one; the usually lively Medical King Valley was lifeless, as if no one was there.

This feeling made Yin Changli feel more and more uneasy.

From being cautious at first, Yin Changli began running quickly.

He reached the residential area for disciples, but the area, usually bustling with people, showed no sign of anyone.