Sitting down quickly, Cheng Hui continued to pick up the previous secret records.
These secret records were all his previous notes, recording everything about the Celestial Maiden Tong Chapter.
The Celestial Maiden Tong Chapter was not the strongest in the Eastern Sect, but she was more heavily utilized than others.
The specific reason for this was mostly related to her strategic mind and sches.
This woman’s mind was deep, without attachnts, had no weaknesses, and was determined, never giving up once she set her mind on sothing.
Additionally, she often paid attention to concealing herself.
Therefore, it was very difficult to find a breakthrough.
Cheng Hui searched for a long ti, unable to find many clues.
Now, in desperation, he could only choose the most troubleso thod to proceed.
That was a bit-by-bit investigation of everyone who was slightly close to the Celestial Maiden.
From these people, he identified the possible races that might exist.
Since these were of a race, their innate talent must be very good. This way, many could be excluded.
And the Celestial Maiden Tong Zhang would definitely pause for a while for such a person.
In this way, the scope was further narrowed down.
Cheng Hui continued to flip through the materials in front of him, gradually....
One by one, nas were sorted out by him.
On the blank scroll, he carefully wrote down the ti, place, and nas in black ink.
Ti slowly passed.
For several consecutive days, he stayed here, eating reserved dry food when hungry, and drinking reserved water when thirsty.
Finally, on the fifth day.
Cheng Hui gently put down the brush in his hand and sighed deeply.
"It’s done!"
He looked at the complex list in front of him.
Although it was the most foolish thod, the nas of three races must be hidden among them.
On the list in front of him, it was neatly filled with nas.
"A total of one hundred and thirty-five people, even if the three races are not all in there, there’s a very high probability one of them is."
"And as long as one is found, the location of the Celestial Maiden’s secret cache will be discovered!"
Cheng Hui’s eyes sparkled with a hint of brilliance.
And among his list, the one hundred twenty-fourth na, belonging to Zhang Ying, was prominently listed.....
"Next, it’s ti for a ticulous investigation.... However, it can only be done by my own hands..." Cheng Hui’s eyes flickered.
The credit could only be his alone.
Moreover... the Celestial Maiden’s secret cache.... he was actually quite interested in it as well...
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Zhenyi Sect, Taiji Palace.
As a peer to the Celestial Treasure Palace, the Taiji Palace serves as the Ancestral Court of the Zhenyi Sect in the entire Great Spirit.
Inside the palace, there are seventy-two small palaces and halls, splendid and magnificent, like the dwellings of deities and humans.
Different from the Celestial Treasure Palace’s integration with nature and intertwining sea of flowers.
The Taiji Palace focused more on majestic Taoist law and grandeur.
Daoist Qingyi slowly walked on the Taiji stone path between the Daoist palaces.
Every few steps underfoot, there was a black-and-white Tai Chi Diagram.
On both sides, at intervals, were vividly lifelike sculptures of protector mythical beasts.
Qingyi and several old Daoists behind him were taking a leisurely walk to aid digestion after als.
It was also considered the daily routine ti for chat and exchange.
"Old Yue’s new disciple from the Celestial Treasure Palace might be troubleso. His talent is exceptional; if successful, he is certain to beco a Spirit General within twenty years."
A white-browed old Daoist, with eyebrows long enough to reach his chin, spoke in a deep voice.
This person was Baiyi Daoist, one of the three highest in position under Daoist Qingyi in the Taiji Palace.
He held the position of supervisor in the Zhenyi Sect.
"Twenty years, such a long ti, just leave it to the younger generation to handle; there’s no need for us to worry."
A bald elder with neither eyebrows nor hair spoke nonchalantly.
He was Changxin Daoist, another supervisor in the Taiji Palace.
Qingyi took step by step forward, his breathing synchronized with his steps, having a rhythm and pattern.
Upon hearing the conversation behind him, he slowly adjusted his breathing and ca back to focus.
"Yue the Second is powerful, but not smart; he thinks this new disciple can be concealed, yet he doesn’t know that the more it’s hidden, the more discordant it becos."
"The Great Dao Teaching can only have one future Spirit General, this has long been determined, and cannot change."
He paused for a mont, his gaze piercing through the wisps of incense smoke, looking into the distant mountains.
This was the western barrier of the Great Capital, looking out was the deep and long Jiuheng Mountains.
"The current balance is already optimal, and any change on either side will bring about unpredictability.
And unpredictability is not favored by His Majesty, nor is it sothing we or the Western Sect want to see." Qingyi continued.
"Sect Leader, why don’t we send soone to incapacitate that person?" A robust Daoist spoke in a low voice.
"Yue Dewen is now protecting that disciple almost obsessively. Without Damir here, no one can defeat him, so this thod is useless." Baiyi Daoist shook his head.
"Then like how it was with Zhang Qingzhi previously?" Changxin Daoist suggested.
They all understood what it ant and fell into contemplation.
"No, we needn’t act, this matter will resolve itself." Qingyi calmly said.
Often, one doesn’t have to kill soone to destroy them.
There are many ways to ruin a person.
"Sect Leader’s aning.... we understand...." Baiyi Daoist realized. "That Zhang Ying is obsessed with martial arts, now even believes his talent is extraordinary, desperately wanting to learn the Sensing Sect’s Golden Toad Skill.
Although blocked by Yue Dewen, he remains unwilling.
Thus, as long as we help him bypass Yue Dewen’s obstruction, he will naturally embark on a path of no return, ruining his own foundation."
"This is good, as long as Zhang Ying continues down this unorthodox path, it won’t be long before he destroys his own foundation and regrets it too late." Changxin Daoist nodded with a smile.
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’It’s twelve o’clock....’ Zhang Rongfang moved slowly, practicing the moves of a Spirit Gathering Talisman.
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