Blade Master Hai Bian didn’t argue with Jiang Zuo. Turning decay into something miraculous wasn’t an unbelievable feat.

Blade Master Hai Bian then asked, "So the Ghost Cultivators were hiding in that place just now?"

Jiang Zuo nodded. "Yes. It was likely an Array, a Spatial Treasure of some sort, and they were positioned perfectly inside a rift. Their Array Master is pretty decent."

Blade Master Hai Bian frowned. "So what do we do about this?"

"Tell everyone in the group not to go there. We’ll also notify the Holy Land. What they do about it isn’t our problem," Jiang Zuo said.

’Your wife is a key figure in the Holy Land. Wouldn’t it be faster for you to just tell them?’ Blade Master Hai Bian actually wanted to ask.

Fortunately, he wasn’t Mo Yan and wouldn’t ask such a blunt question.

Blade Master Hai Bian nodded. Whether or not the Ghost Cultivators would leave wasn’t their problem, either. They were just passing along the intel.

Any unpredictable moves were outside the scope of their responsibility.

Jiang Zuo looked at the darkening sky and said, "I’m heading back. Don’t look for me tonight."

With that, Jiang Zuo turned and left.

Blade Master Hai Bian froze for a second, then a knowing smile spread across his face.

Of course, he didn’t forget to pass on the important news to everyone in the group.

The news was passed from one person to another, and soon enough, it reached the Holy Land.

At that moment, Su Qi and Jingyue had only just left the Holy Land’s sacrificial altar.

Su Qi looked at her phone and said, "Xiaomo says they’ve found the Ghost Cultivators’ hiding place. I’ve already forwarded the message to Master."

Jingyue was surprised. "Where’d she get that info? Was it that mysterious big shot again?"

Su Qi shook her head. "Xiaomo said someone named Blade Master Hai Bian found it this time. They even tried to hunt him down."

"Oh, is that right? I thought it was that big shot again. But who do you think he is? Could it be someone we know?" Jingyue, now dressed in white robes, looked particularly dignified.

Su Qi’s outfit was nearly identical. The first thing they did upon leaving, besides grabbing their phones, was to change their clothes.

"We definitely don’t know him. Who do you know that would need to hide their actions from you?" Su Qi said, taking off her clothes. She complained, "Why do we have to wear these ridiculous outfits every time?"

"Those old coots say it adds a sense of ceremony. Besides, we’re natural beauties—we look good in anything. If you wear this home, your husband would probably be stunned speechless."

After Jingyue finished changing, she asked, "Have you ever pictured your husband as that big shot? Doesn’t the thought just give you a thrill?"

Su Qi smiled. "No, never. No one can compare to my husband. No one else even comes close."

Then, Su Qi suddenly asked, "Senior Sister, after this ritual... if I have to go away for work again, do you think it will still strain our relationship?"

Jingyue looked at Su Qi and smiled. "You know, I made all those guesses for you before, but not a single one was as good as how things are now.

Do you know what that means?

It means the human heart is impossible to predict."

Then, Jingyue pinched Su Qi’s cheek. "And our little resentful wife has had some really good luck. This whole situation is on the best possible track.

Things are bound to go well from now on.

You can do it.

By the way, I’ll give you Sweet Potato back in a few days."

Su Qi’s face twitched. "Senior Sister, you didn’t break Sweet Potato, did you? Let me see him."

"Haha, I’m busy! Gotta go! You just go home and be with your husband." And with that, Jingyue zipped away.

Su Qi knew. Sweet Potato was in dire straits.

******

Deep within the Holy Land, Yue Xi said, "Can you even pinpoint them? Weren’t you all so sure they were no longer within the Holy Land’s borders? I guess you’ve been proven wrong now, haven’t you?"

The ordinary-looking woman said, "That’s enough. Annoy them, and they’ll lock you up again. You’re seriously injured this time. Escaping won’t be so easy."

Yue Xi, sitting to one side, said bluntly, "Fine, lock me up. Lock me up for a hundred years this time. I won’t come out no matter what anyone says."

The ordinary-looking woman said, "They’ll lock you up when this is over."

"..." Yue Xi got up. "Oh. In that case, I’ll cooperate."

In truth, Yue Xi’s status in the Holy Land was unique. She was a former Saintess, and she was favored by the Forbidden Land.

Moreover, she was raised by the Holy Beast Black Tortoise. Although that specific Holy Beast had left, the current Holy Beast of the Holy Land was practically her older sister.

If the Holy Land dared to bully Yue Xi, her "sister" wouldn’t stand for it. Don’t mind that they bickered constantly; if trouble arose, that Holy Beast would be the first to jump to Yue Xi’s defense.

Plus, a rather powerful admirer—though he might already be dead—cared for her in his own strange way.

That’s why Yue Xi was so willful.

In the end, the trio of master and disciples were each more mischievous and more willful than the last.

The Holy Land had wanted to lock the three of them up for more than just a day or two.

At this point, the stately woman spoke. "It has been checked. The feedback from the Array indicates an anomaly here. There’s a high probability that the Ghost Cultivators are hiding there.

Do we kill them?

Wait... they’re starting to relocate."

The ordinary-looking woman thought for a moment and said, "I’ll go myself. I have a feeling their motives aren’t that simple.

By the way, I’ve heard there have been frequent disturbances recently in the regions outside the Holy Land. We sent people to investigate but found nothing. Still, I can’t shake the feeling that it’s not that simple. You should keep an eye on it, too."

The stately woman nodded. "I’ll look into it later, too. As soon as my hands are free of this Ghost Cultivator matter, I’ll investigate it with our full resources."

After the ordinary-looking woman departed, the stately woman said to Yue Xi, "You’d best behave yourself lately. Don’t think you can act so outrageously just because you have someone protecting you.

Also, you were supposed to be recuperating. What were you doing teasing the Holy Beast? Do you have a death wish?

Don’t think you can act all high and mighty here just because you’re some grand senior out in the world. In here, you’re still just a little girl."

Yue Xi was thoroughly annoyed. To her own disciples, she was a senior of great dignity. Holy Land Disciples had to address her as Martial Aunt or Grand-Martial Aunt upon seeing her.

If you went by true seniority, her rank was exceptionally high, on par with Fifth Brother.

Yet these people had the audacity to scold her like a little girl.

’Okay, time to run.’

Seeing Yue Xi about to bolt, the stately woman wanted to grab her and give her a good thrashing. But before she could move, an old crone at her side stopped her. "Leave her be for now. We still need her for the ritual; her unhealed injuries won’t have a major impact. The Ghost Cultivator matter is urgent, and besides, the location is about to be decided."

The stately woman lowered her hand and said no more.

Meanwhile, the ordinary-looking woman soon arrived at the Ghost Cultivators’ location.

The moment she arrived at her destination, she struck out with her palm, shattering the very space around her.

"Just as I suspected. This space is merely a facade. Let’s see what you’re all doing in there." Saying this, the ordinary-looking woman prepared to enter the hidden dimension to investigate.

But before she could enter, a Ghost Cultivator blocked her path.

The Ghost Cultivator was a middle-aged man. He looked at the ordinary-looking woman and said, "We were just passing by the Holy Land and decided to rest for a bit. We have no intention of making an enemy of you."

"To quote that little girl, Yue Xi, ’Are you kidding me?’" With that, the ordinary-looking woman attacked without the slightest hesitation.

Her first strike was a killing blow, and she intended to use the surrounding array to ensure this Ghost Cultivator was annihilated.

The middle-aged Ghost Cultivator, however, simply watched the woman with a smile on his face. He was still smiling when the attack struck him.

In the end, the Ghost Cultivator was torn to pieces.

’A puppet?’ But when she went to investigate further, she discovered that the hidden dimension had vanished. This was now just normal space.

And normal space was something that not even she, with all her power, could simply blast open.