Dual-wielding! 100x proficiency, I'll grind my way to godhood!

When Elder Whitebeard stepped forward, all the elders and disciples in the academy treated him with utmost respect.

He rolled up his sleeves high and spoke in a booming voice.

"I'll go first! An upright person has nothing to fear!"

Shangguan Hong whispered the introduction in Chen Mo's ear.

"This is the sect's Grand Elder, who has served three generations of sect leaders and has devoted himself to the Crimson Fire Sect for decades. He is highly respected and virtuous."

Chen Mo sized up the old man.

His beard and hair were all white, but his back was ramrod straight, and his hands were covered with calluses and old wounds. He was clearly the kind of person who had dedicated his entire life to the Crimson Fire Cult.

It looks reliable.

The elder settled into his chair and attached the patch.

Shangguan Hong and the other three women, along with Chen Mo, were all standing behind the screen.

"Elder, don't be nervous, let's chat for a bit first."

Chen Mo spoke slowly.

"What is your name?"

"I am Zhou Chongshan."

How old are you this year?

One hundred and forty-three.

"How many years have you been a member of the church?"

"I have been a member of the church for exactly one hundred and thirty years."

The old man answered with great vigor.

The elders and disciples watching burst into good-natured laughter.

The curve on the screen is smooth and shows no abnormalities.

The atmosphere was very relaxed.

Chen Mo smiled, but his next sentence took an unexpected turn.

"Elder, Ruhua is a spy for the imperial court."

He stared into the old man's eyes.

"You didn't know about this beforehand?"

The old man suddenly became furious.

"What do you mean by that, young master? If I had known earlier, I would have torn her apart first!"

He was filled with righteous indignation, his voice booming like a bell, and there was not a single fault with him.

However, the previously stable curve on the screen suddenly spiked up significantly.

Shangguan Hong's pupils contracted slightly.

Chen Mo then asked another question.

"How many of the imperial court's spies within the sect do you know?"

"Nonsense! I don't know a single one of them!"

"How many times have you leaked the secrets of the church?"

"No! Not even once! Don't wrong this old man!"

The old man answered each question angrily, his beard and hair standing on end. His expression, tone, and posture made him look like a loyal old minister who had been wronged.

But curves don't care about any of that.

One wave after another surged higher and higher, and in the blink of an eye, it had reached the red line.

Chen Mo turned to look at Shangguan Hong.

Her face was extremely pale.

Su Yue and Qing Zhu covered their mouths, while Xu Wanqing squinted her eyes.

That concludes the testing; there's no need to ask any more questions.

Chen Mo's heart sank.

He had considered that there might still be some fish that had slipped through the net, but he never expected that he would catch such a big fish so early in the testing.

Upon further reflection, it sent chills down my spine.

The Right Protector was a mole planted for decades, the Left Protector's identity was exposed and he defected to the enemy, and now even the Grand Elder, who served three generations of sect leaders, is an undercover agent...

Of the remaining twenty-nine people, how many are still clean?

The mighty Great Abyss Dynasty's number one demonic sect has probably been thoroughly infiltrated by the imperial court long ago.

But then I thought about it again, and that didn't seem right.

Having infiltrated to this extent, why didn't the imperial court take action sooner?

Because the mission of the spies was never to destroy the sect, but to obtain the "Nine Yang Manual"!

The courtyard was completely silent. Everyone noticed that the expressions of the sect leader and the others were off, and they realized that the Grand Elder was the problem.

The grief and indignation on the Grand Elder's face were gradually fading.

The grievance in those cloudy old eyes disappeared, revealing a layer of coldness beneath, like a snake finally opening its eyes from hibernation.

In just a short while, he transformed back into the indignant and loyal old minister, and stood up shakily.

"Master! This thing is malevolent! I have followed three generations of masters and been a member of the sect for 130 years! I am innocent…!"

Shangguan Hong suddenly made a move without any warning, striking down with a palm from a distance.

The Grand Elder didn't even leave behind the final syllable of "ah" before exploding into a cloud of blood mist.

The blood mist slowly dissipated.

The twenty-nine people stood frozen in place, looking at each other in horror.

The Grand Elder, who served three generations of sect leaders, was actually an undercover agent?

Shangguan Hong withdrew her hand expressionlessly.

The hand inside her sleeve was trembling slightly.

Twenty-nine pairs of eyes fell on that lump of iron, some with curiosity, some with fear.

Can celestial treasures truly reveal the human heart?

Shangguan Hong's voice was icy.

"Second Elder, it's your turn."

In the crowd, a lean old man froze.

He was one of those who shouted the loudest and made the most pronouncements just now.

The second elder took two steps forward and preemptively pointed at the lie detector, sternly rebuking it.

"Master! The Grand Elder has shed blood for the sect for over a hundred years, and you kill him with just a mysterious, evil artifact! Will you kill me next, and the one after that?"

"This is what our brothers got after decades of risking their lives?"

A commotion broke out in the crowd, and many disciples genuinely showed fear on their faces.

Some people have already begun to quietly shrink back, fearing that they will be the next to die.

"Well said."

Chen Mo suddenly clapped.

He walked forward with a smile.

"We are doing this for the sake of our brothers in the church. No one wants their brothers who have risked their lives for decades to be people from the imperial court."

The second elder choked.

"Come here, come here."

Chen Mo pointed to the chair, his smile unchanged as he patted the lie detector.

"If this thing says you're clean, I'll be the first to demand justice from the cult leader on your behalf. If you're truly clean, this is your chance to finally hold your head high."

"But what if you're too scared to sit down..."

He drew out the sound and looked around.

"So, is it because you have something to hide and are afraid to get tested?"

There was no way to retreat.

Shangguan Hong's eyes were icy, and she only added the last sentence.

"Will you sit down yourself, or shall I help you?"

Fine beads of sweat immediately appeared on the Second Elder's forehead.

He swallowed hard, then slowly moved over and sat down, forcing himself to do so.

Those eyes were fixed on the lie detector in front of them.

In their eyes, this was truly a divine treasure that could illuminate people's hearts.

Once the surface mount technology (SMT) is connected, the machine is started.

Before a question was even asked, the curve on the screen had already started to turn red.

Chen Mo laughed heartily.

"Second Elder, there's no need to be so nervous. We haven't even started asking questions yet, why are you so frightened?"

Chen Mo stopped laughing and handed over the question like a knife.

"You're not also a spy for the imperial court, are you?"

"No...no! You're framing me!"

"How many times have you been in contact with people from the imperial court?"

"N-nothing..."

"Through whom did you send your message?"

"I didn't! I..."

The frequency and amplitude of the curve's jumps suddenly increased dramatically!

No need to ask anymore.

Shangguan Hong struck again.

She didn't even move her body when she slapped him, as if she were swatting a fly.

The Second Elder raised his palm to try and block, but he wasn't even a Grandmaster. His palm strike crumbled the moment it touched him, and he followed in the footsteps of the First Elder on the spot.

The courtyard was deathly silent.

Two pools of blood, one in front of the other, were still steaming.

Shangguan Hong slowly surveyed the remaining twenty-eight people, her voice icy cold.

"Who else?"

"Step forward yourself."

The twenty-eight people remained silent, trembling with fear.

No one dared to answer, and no one dared to move.