The improved female villains regained their memories.

Of course, he had considered that the other party might be trying to use him by bringing up Mo Xie now, but he no longer cared. As long as Ling Tiandu could really help him save Mo Xie, what did it matter if he gave up his life?

Only Moye.

Only Moye!

Ling Tiandu was very satisfied with Gan Jiang's reaction. She took out a piece of paper from her bosom and wrote a number: "Number Eight".

Gan Jiang frowned deeply: "What do you mean?"

“If my deduction is correct, Shi Guijia has already turned Mo Xie into her subordinate. This number eight is a clue I deduced,” Ling Tiandu said. “Of course, you’ll have to find out the specifics yourself.”

Where is my wife?

“The headquarters of the Wan Jin Chamber of Commerce is located in the Fengyun Mountains. Based on my deduction, your wife is very likely one of the heads of the Wan Jin Chamber of Commerce.”

Gan Jiang's eyes flashed with cold light: "What should I do for you to help me rescue my wife?"

Ling Tiandu smiled faintly.

Her smile was beautiful, yet it carried a certain fragility, capable of captivating any man who had ever seen her. However, Gan Jiang remained unmoved; his eyes were clean and pure, as if he were looking at a clay figurine.

Seeing that Gan Jiang did not react, Ling Tiandu stopped laughing and said seriously, "Fengyun Mountain Range is Shi Guijia's territory. I now suspect that the one who first colluded with the royal family was not Song Panning, but Shi Guijia. She had already cooperated with Emperor Xu Weibang, and Fengyun Mountain Range was one of the links in her plan."

“I have already sent a divine beast with the combat power of a True Immortal to that place. You can go and meet up with it first. I will then send reinforcements to your place to help you rescue your wife.”

Gan Jiang immediately stood up, said thank you, and turned to leave.

“Gan Jiang,” Ling Tiandu’s voice rose again, “I know you love your wife very much, but I hope you understand that we are your companions. When it comes to fighting the villains, we are all in this together. You don’t need to be too resistant to us.”

After saying that, Ling Tiandu threw the map at him.

Gan Jiang took it, said "I understand," and then disappeared.

After Gan Jiang left, the figure of the God of Wine appeared.

He arrived amidst the celestial mist, sat down opposite Ling Tiandu, and frowned, saying, "Ling'er, Gan Jiang is only at the Earth Immortal realm. Even with some seventh or eighth-grade magic weapons for self-defense, his combat strength is still insufficient. Didn't you say that the hidden combat strength in the Fengyun Mountains is not something a True Immortal can handle? In that case, let me go."

Ling Tiandu's smile had vanished, and he calmly gazed at the world in his palm.

The lines were a jumbled mess. Ever since Gan Jiang told Ling Tiandu his perspective, the entire world in his palm had undergone a complete transformation.

While continuing his deductions, Ling Tiandu said, "Although I know that Gan Jiang's combat strength is not good, judging from the deductions, this is the only path we can take at present."

Seeing that Ling Tian was unhurried, the God of Wine grew anxious and said, "Ling'er, Gan Jiang's intelligence has arrived. Since you've used this as a basis to determine that Yang Luoyi is backed by the villain Shi Guijia, what are we waiting for? Yang Luoyi has evidence of your murder of the Demon King, which means that Shi Guijia also has it. You can deduce the location where her true form is hiding, and I'll go and kill her true form for you, and that will end it all!"

"No, absolutely not." Ling Tiandu quickly stopped her, sighing helplessly, "In fact, we are already too late. My calculations show that Shi Guijia's plan has already succeeded more than halfway. She only needs to complete the last step to succeed."

"Then what exactly is her purpose?" Dionysus pressed.

Ling Tian remained silent, because she didn't know either.

She didn't even know how she had offended her, but deduction suggested that this woman named Shi Guijia seemed to hate her quite a bit.

More importantly, how exactly was his plot to murder the Demon King discovered? The two were from different worlds, so how did the other know about it?

This is really strange. Ling Tiandu's eyebrows furrowed more and more tightly.

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Inside the Fengyun Mountains.

The magnificent building was built on a high mountain, and on the top floor, a round table was set up where several people dressed in black robes were sitting.

A large window is suspended above the round table, displaying the entire conversation between Ling Tiandu and the God of Wine.

"Peeping into three thousand years in the palm of your hand, revealing to me the heavens beyond the heavens."

Nine chairs were arranged around the perimeter, most of which were empty, with only a few people sitting there. The person whose seat number was third murmured a sentence and then put away the magic artifact.

This is actually a ninth-grade magic artifact!

"Heh." The black-robed man in position three let out a cold, aged laugh. "Ling Tiandu considers herself a genius of deduction, but little did she know, her information was already known to us."

The black-robed woman sitting in seat number four chuckled softly. It was a pleasant female voice: "I'm afraid she never could have foreseen that the Guardian Heaven Sect's [Eyes] are our magical artifacts."

"Hmph, now Heaven has sent Gan Jiang here. What a clever scheme. I wonder which wronged soul died in his place." The black-robed man sitting in seat number six spoke, his voice a childish one. As he spoke, he looked at the mysterious man in seat number eight: "Hey, this is your husband. What do you have to say?"

The man in black robes sitting in seat number eight remained silent and did not speak.

Of the nine seats, only four are currently occupied. After the sixth man in black robes uttered these words, the atmosphere became noticeably cold and tense. The third man in black robes then spoke, breaking the slightly stiff silence:

"Alright, Number Six, say less. Now that Number Five has drawn attention, everyone's eyes will probably be on our Fengyun Mountain Range, whether it's the villains or the Guardian Sect."

He stood up and said loudly:

"Mother's plan has been in the works for many years, and now it has reached its most crucial moment. Our true enemy is not the Heavenly Guardian Sect, nor those villains, but this so-called 'Heavenly Dao'! Formations, talismans, immortal techniques—these are all useless. Mother will not use the 'Gate' to contact the Heavenly Dao; she will completely replace the Heavenly Dao herself! Let those fools fight it out to the death; in the end, the victor will only be Mother!"

The remaining men in black robes stood up, their eyes undoubtedly filled with fanaticism.

"Only a mother can ascend to the pinnacle of the Heavenly Dao through her own efforts!"

"If we can help our mother reach her final moments, what does it matter if we, her children, die?"

"To die for one's mother is our destiny as children, hahahahaha!"

The man in the black robes was reveling.

Only number eight remained silent.

Number Three waved to signal the other two to stop and said, "Number Five has already taken action, Number Nine has been mobilized by Number One, and Ling Tiandu just lured Gan Jiang to the Fengyun Mountains. So, Number Eight..."

He looked at Number Eight and said, "Is Gan Jiang yours?"

Number Eight spoke, her voice also pleasant: "I am willing to die for my mother."

With the final adjustments complete, Number Three announced loudly:

"Everyone, replenish your energy and help Mother ascend to the final, highest position!"

"We are willing to die for our mother!"

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Fengyun Mountain Range.

After that stunning slash, the once dazzling blade dimmed, and the beautiful golden light disappeared completely, as if it had become an ordinary blade.

Huang Rui, who was hiding in the distance, could see clearly that it was a ninth-grade magic artifact.

"What a powerful magic weapon! Although it looks like it can only unleash one attack, this attack is earth-shattering. Even a true immortal would be in danger."

“But unfortunately…” she narrowed her eyes slightly, “this magical artifact seems to have significant limitations.”

He won't be able to launch a second attack, at least for the time being.

"What a powerful blade of light! Who unleashed it?"

"Such power, could it be a legendary ninth-grade magic weapon?"

"It was sent by that person. Strange, how come I can't tell his cultivation level?"

More and more immortals from the surrounding area came to watch the spectacle.

Some of these immortals were independent cultivators, while others were sent by surrounding sects to inspect the situation. Most of them were earth immortals, with only a small number being celestial immortals.

The immortals, surrounding the clouds, did not spot Huang Rui, but instead discussed the figure of Number Five not far away.

"That fellow immortal is quite strange. Which sect are you from?"

"Hmm, there seems to be something wrong with the Fengyun Mountains. How come we haven't noticed it before?"

"It looks like he just launched an attack towards the capital. Is he a demonic cultivator?"

The immortals continued to discuss, their intense gazes mostly focused on the ninth-grade magic weapon in his hand.

A ninth-grade magical artifact.

Those who possess it can fight against True Immortals; even in a peerless sect like the Heavenly Guardian Sect, such individuals are extremely rare!

The Qian Kingdom has no shortage of sects, but the Guardian Heaven Sect is the only dominant one. Therefore, the surrounding sects are naturally pitifully small. Not to mention True Immortals, there are only a few Celestial Immortals. Most of them are elders or sect leaders of their respective sects.

Most of these sects lack cultivation resources, and magic weapons are extremely rare, let alone ninth-grade ones. Now, someone whose cultivation level is unknown has taken out a ninth-grade magic weapon and launched an attack on the capital. It's hard to say what kind of person this is.

Regardless of their origins, at least these sects now have a reason to attack him.

However, since the other party possessed a ninth-grade magic weapon, it was difficult for these people to get close, and they were unwilling to disperse just like that.

"Speaking of which, shouldn't the royal family and the Heavenly Guardian Sect have reacted?"

"Well, we'd better wait for the Guardian Sect to send someone. Until then, we'll just keep an eye on this person."

"That makes sense."

Most of these sects were subordinate sects of the Guardian Heaven Sect. Although they coveted the ninth-grade magic weapon, they were not so foolish as to lose their minds. Most of them thought that since this person had already made an attack, he was probably an enemy. So they would keep an eye on him before the Guardian Heaven Sect sent anyone to help. Once the Guardian Heaven Sect's people arrived, they would take the opportunity to ask for some benefits.

Huang Rui was well aware of these people's mental state, but she did not rush to show herself. Instead, she continued to observe silently, since Ling Tiandu's task for her was to investigate the Fengyun Mountain Range.

[Fine, I'd better show myself sooner rather than later, just in case something goes wrong.]

Huang Rui thought for a moment and decided that since the matter could not be kept secret, she might as well show herself sooner and send these people to help her. So, she revealed herself, coughed lightly, and was about to speak.

Just then, something unexpected happened!

A man in black robes appeared behind Huang Rui, with the number nine written in large characters on his robes.

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north.

For some reason, Song Panning had a bad feeling.

This ominous premonition didn't come from the battlefield, but from somewhere else.

At this moment, Su Murong had already been defeated and was desperately trying to escape by driving the Vermilion Bird, while the Nine Eight Desolations clone was chasing after her relentlessly, seemingly determined to kill her.

"Damn it, I'll never choose this monster as my opponent again! Master Qi, just let me go and spare my life!"

Su Murong cried out in despair, using the Snowfall Without a Trace technique to block the Qilin's True Fire, but even so, his hair was almost burned off.

The Vermilion Bird fared even worse; its once beautiful tail feathers had been burned away, leaving only a bald patch, like a chicken's rear end.

The Qilin clone ignored the order and attacked relentlessly.

The Nine-Eight Desolate True Form and Guan Hongyi were still desperately trying to break the formation, still hoping to rescue Gu Zi'ang.

Inside the great formation, Xu Anlu and Gu Ziang had already determined the victor.

No matter how fast he could run, he was now at his limit. If Xu Anlu hadn't wanted to capture him alive instead of killing him, he would have died here long ago.