August 16, the festive atmosphere of the holiday had not yet dissipated, and many disciples of the Zhenwu Sect were planning to gather tonight to admire the moon together.

However, sudden news made the atmosphere of the Zhenwu Sect tense.

The Divine Captor of Six Gates, Ning Wuming, was dead.

He died silently, without arousing anyone's suspicion. It wasn't until he didn't show up for a long time that the constable of Six Gates entered his room to find that the Divine Captors Master had already died there.

After confirmation, Six Gates cast a suspicious eye on the Zhenwu Sect. More precisely, on the Sect Leader of Zhenwu Sect—Qing Yu.

Because a constable from Six Gates had heard Divine Captor personally say that the strength of the Zhenwu Sect's Sect Leader Qing Yu was close to that of the Forbidden Army Instructor Pei Dongliu.

If it was "The World's Number One," they might be able to silently kill Divine Captor Ning Wuming.

Thus, a dispute was quickly brewing.

"Oh? Ning Wuming is dead? Ha, he does have a decisive heart."

Qing Yu, who was in Taiji Palace comprehending the Heavenly Crystal with Xuanzhen, was somewhat surprised at the news.

"It seems feelings haven't completely caused him to lose himself, after all, he came up with this plan to frame me."

"You mean······" Xuanzhen also realized, "Ning Wuming committed suicide to drag you down."

"Suicide couldn't force me to perish with him, Ning Wuming just wanted to give Daqian an excuse, he's still very much alive."

The Ten Directions Destruction manifested in Qing Yu's hand, the Trigram Formation danced, a star point appeared in the sky, flying toward the southwest.

Qing Yu waved his hand to extinguish the starlight, saying, "See, the mark I left on him last night still exists, he's alive. To find an excuse, letting a warrior of the Divinity Realm commit suicide, no fool would do that."

"He's playing with fire!" Xuanzhen said with a chill intent.

Indeed, he's playing with fire. If the fake death news of Ning Wuming is exposed, those Jianghu forces, even if they don't unite to oppose Daqian, will still lean towards Ji Chengtian's Hou Qian.

The principle of lips and teeth surviving together is understood by those who manage a force. Perhaps these people don't have the guts to oppose Daqian, but that doesn't stop them from finding a safer place to make a home.

No one wants to be accused someday for no reason, especially in a blood-for-blood scenario.

"After all, he is a warrior of the Divinity Realm, even if a bit inconsiderate of the big picture, does the Daqian Court intend to kill Ning Wuming?" Qing Yu said calmly, "Besides, Ning Wuming was like a son to the previous Divine Captor and shared a teacher-student relationship with Pei Dongliu for some time, even if exposed, he wouldn't die, at most, he'd lose his position as Divine Captor.

And this position of Divine Captor could very well return to the hands of the previous Divine Captor, who is still in seclusion for healing. He doesn't really lose, if anyone loses, it would only be Daqian and us."

In fact, if Daqian could destroy the Zhenwu Sect, it wouldn't be a loss. The premise is, Daqian is capable of destroying the Zhenwu Sect.

"What should we do?" Xuanzhen asked Qing Yu.

"Just wait for the people from Daqian to come, being in someone else's domain, in the end, we still have to show some backbone. Otherwise, we might be treated as pushovers again by Daqian someday." Qing Yu said calmly.

Dragon Tiger Mountain is also within the Daqian Realm and is at odds with Netherworld Hall, why doesn't Daqian find an excuse to deal with Dragon Tiger Mountain?

The bottom line is because Dragon Tiger Mountain has a Supreme, Zhenwu Sect doesn't.

And Qing Yu intends to show Daqian that Zhenwu Sect, though without a Supreme, would cost more to deal with than Dragon Tiger Mountain.

"And as for Ning Wuming······"

Qing Yu's eyes flickered with a cold light, "Since he has become a dead man, he should not rise again."

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"Zing——"

The sound of the sword resonated as if emanating beside the ear, only to see each Zhenwu Seven Peaks spewing a column of light connecting them to the heavens, seven enormous Divine Swords slowly taking shape in the sky above the peaks.

The Zhenwu Seven Tribulations Formation had been activated.

Initially, to make Xuanfa lose the Zhenwu Seven Tribulations Formation as a trump card, Qing Yu used some means, destroying most of the seven Jade Seals controlling the Great Formation. Now that Zhenwu Sect was in Qing Yu's hands, the Zhenwu Seven Tribulations Formation had naturally been restored.

"The Great Formation has been activated, Zhenwu Sect, or rather Qing Yu, is ready for battle."

Not far from Zhenwu Sect, on a mountain peak, two figures looked at the distant towering mountain with the rising light pillar and Divine Swords, one figure murmured to itself.

"The fake corpse, is it alright?" the figure asked the person beside them.

"Rest assured, Divine Captors Master, I'm naturally adept at disguise and impersonation work, as long as there's no direct autopsy, there won't be an accident."

This person was named "Yang Tu," whose ancestor was the famous Demonic Wandering Cultivator in the worldly society, the Thousand Faces Demon. With the masterful Thousand Faces Demon Skill, one could integrate a person's face skin with their own, looking indistinguishable from the real thing.

Later, the Thousand Faces Demon was captured by Six Gates, had no choice but to pledge loyalty to Six Gates, functioning as an undercover agent. Consequently, the Thousand Faces Demon Skill was circulated within Six Gates.

And this time, Ning Wuming's corpse was indeed crafted with extraordinary effort.

A full layer of human skin was peeled directly from Ning Wuming and fused with a person of similar physique before the person was killed. As long as there wasn't an autopsy, even Divine Thought from a warrior of the Divinity Realm wouldn't easily penetrate the skin of a warrior of the Divinity Realm to observe the details within.

To be honest, if it weren't for Ning Wuming being a warrior of the Divinity Realm, any ordinary person having their skin peeled alive would long be dead. However, for someone in the Divinity Realm, though this process causes significant harm, it is entirely within an acceptable range. After a night and morning of recuperation, Ning Wuming had regrown skin, even his hair had the same black sheen and luster as before.

It's just that the newly formed skin appeared somewhat tender, giving a sense that it could be punctured with a blow.

"Yes," Ning Wuming nodded slightly, "After this matter, you can retire from undercover duties, and from now on, either work as a Light Captor or directly become a wealthy landowner."

"Thank you, Master." Yang Tu bowed his thanks.

The dirty work among the undercover agents can sometimes drive people insane, especially for Yang Tu, who cultivates the Thousand Faces Demon Skill, carrying significant pressure himself; he certainly doesn't want to truly go mad.

Honestly speaking, Yang Tu now even dared not be a constable. He had seen Ning Wuming peel off his own skin with calm eyes, and that calmness revealing a scary gaze, Yang Tu feared he would never forget in this lifetime.

What drove Ning Wuming to act this way was nothing other than another Communication Scroll from Ling Province.

Leng Kuangtu mentioned in the letter that he had discovered a small grove of trees that had suffered from fire, possibly the last location of Qin Xihai and the Four Gentlemen. Because Leng Kuangtu had personally looked for half a day and found some fragments, some······

fragments of silkworm gloves.

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