Xuan Chu learned that Yun Ran had unexpectedly gone to the Black Robed People’s base in Death Mountain, using herself as bait. His expression suddenly beca sowhat grave.
Death Mountain, even several elders of Heavenly Dao Village fell into silence.
The fact that the Guardian Dragon Spirit of Five Emperors Mountain had been unknowingly confined by the Black Robed People was already alarming enough.
Now, even Death Mountain has beco their territory...
"The foundation and ambition of these Black Robed People are likely far beyond our imagination."
"If they didn’t have so tricks up their sleeves, how could they have stolen the Forbidden Book from Heavenly Dao Village back then and still escape its pursuit?"
Gu Yuan finally realized, belatedly, and said, "Thus, all these years, whenever they had other intentions, the Special Administration Bureau wouldn’t remain so stable..."
But, perhaps there’s another possibility—that the Special Administration Bureau is actually within their surveillance range too.
If it’s the latter situation, then he seems to understand why the leader and Ranran redeployed others, using them as bait to be captured.
Perhaps, it was because the leader discovered sothing...
Thinking about this, Gu Yuan couldn’t help but shiver.
Back then, those Black Robed People that were captured were all just low-level personnel, not even considered insiders.
All things considered, they didn’t catch even one useful person!
Gu Yuan couldn’t help but look at Wanqi Yu: "What exactly is the background of these Black Robed People!"
If Wanqi Yu’s adoptive father had the ability to arrange agents inside, then he surely was familiar with the Black Robed People. Otherwise, those agents wouldn’t even have the chance to climb up; they’d die as soon as they entered.
Wanqi Yu hesitated; it wasn’t that he didn’t want to speak, but...
"I’ll call my adoptive father."
Wanqi Yu tried to avoid the crowd but was held back by Gu Yuan, who pressed down on his shoulder: "Call right here, put it on speaker! Ranran is his own daughter; what secrets can’t be shared.
Rest assured, everyone here is very tight-lipped, especially involving Ranran, so it won’t be leaked."
If Gu Yuan swore an oath that it absolutely wouldn’t be spoken of, Wanqi Yu wouldn’t believe him.
But saying it involves Yun Ran, so no one will speak it, Wanqi Yu imdiately trusted it.
"Okay."
Wanqi Yu directly dialed his adoptive father’s phone number.
He cautiously said, "Adoptive Father, well..."
Gu Yuan, impatient, imdiately interrupted: "Ranran’s dad, I’m Gu Yuan, the Director of Operations at the Special Administration Bureau, and I want to ask you a few things."
Wanqi Yu suddenly got a little anxious, fearing, his adoptive father’s temper was bad, and Gu Yuan was too straightforward.
He was afraid his adoptive father would be angry, intending to smooth things over.
Then he heard a faintly hoarse voice from the other side: "You want to ask about the identity of the Black Robed People?"
Since Wanqi Yu received the news, Shen Jun naturally did too.
Back then, he endured the sorrow and never went to see Yun Ran, hoping she would live an ordinary life without being drawn into these conflicts.
But many things seem destined by fate; he never expected that Yun Ran, growing up in a wealthy family, would eventually co into contact with the Xuan Sect people.
Not only did she possess outstanding talent, but she also received an incredible inheritance.
Such Yun Ran, already caught the eyes of those Black Robed People long ago, with no escape possible.
Now, hearing Yun Ran was taken to the Black Robed People’s base camp, although Shen Jun was worried, he inexplicably felt a sense of inevitability settled.
"The Black Robed People were once a branch of the Witch Clan, and my ancestors were from another half-blood lineage.
After the Witch Clan was annihilated, so wanted to revive the glory of our ancestors, while others sought a peaceful life.
Externally, the half-blood lineage was notable, yet in the Witch Clan’s eyes, they were rely sacrificial offerings.
After being the one in charge, who would willingly beco a sacrifice, living in fear, awaiting death.
After the upheaval in the Xuan Sect, our half-blood clansn faced brutal purges; what exactly happened then, I don’t know.
All I know is our half-blood lineage almost beca extinct, hiding for many years.
Later, my identity was discovered; my father and siblings were wiped out entirely.
Severely injured, I feigned death, and to this day, there are only two remaining bloodlines, my daughter and I.
Initially, I thought the Black Robed People’s goal was to revive the Witch Clan.
However, these hundreds of years, their presence has been minimal, always capturing so Xuan Sect people for experintation.
Only then did I question—perhaps they obtained sothing significant amidst the upheaval of the Xuan Sect..."
The individuals he arranged inside only reached middle managent; many tasks perford lacked continuity, failing to reveal their ultimate goal.
Shen Jun shared everything he knew, had Yun Ran not been captured, he wouldn’t have calmly shared such words with the Special Administration Bureau.
Having experienced betrayal, the fall of his family, and inability to acknowledge his only daughter, Shen Jun’s trust in outsiders was extrely low.
The speakerphone broadcast allowed all present to hear.
No one expected the mysterious, powerful, and ruthless Witch Clan from legends to have survived.
Even more unexpected was Yun Ran’s tumultuous lineage.
Her Life Chart had been swapped, and she turned out to be a half-blood heir of the Witch Clan, the perfect sacrificial offering.
Just thinking of the word sacrifice made Gu Yuan’s hair stand on end, even causing so discomfort in his stomach, churning unpleasantly.
Xuan Chu slightly furrowed his brow: "They also got their hands on the Forbidden Book of Heavenly Dao Village, and even imprisoned the Heavenly Book and Guardian Dragon Spirit here.
What on earth are these people after? What did they obtain back then, during the chaos in the Xuan Sect, that allows them to orchestrate such an elaborate sche?"
Plotting for hundreds of years isn’t an exaggeration. What goal could make these people stick to their purpose for so long without wavering!
On the phone, Shen Jun, hearing that the Forbidden Book from Heavenly Dao Village had been stolen, suddenly beca agitated: "What! The Forbidden Book from Heavenly Dao Village was stolen too!"
No wonder, back then his ancestors, after cleansing their bloodline, had lived ordinary lives for generations.
But still, they were found out, as it turns out, they used the sorcery from the Forbidden Book of Heavenly Dao Village.
Thinking about transmitting a ssage to his family, saying he would take his kids and wife back ho to visit parents, seeing their hopeful expression.
Only to soon hear catastrophic news, the obliteration of his family, Shen Jun’s eyes brimd with blood tears.
All these years, he ceaselessly searched for the perpetrator, but he couldn’t find them.
As it turned out, he was searching the wrong path.
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