Chapter 3281 — A Strange Move
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Lin Dongfang said nothing further and hung up. The Sinister Ancestor, meanwhile, relayed Old Man Wei's words to the Bloody Garment Ancestor and the Yellow Springs Ancestor.
"Bloody Garment Ancestor, Yellow Springs Ancestor, both of you—with the Master here, there is no longer any doubt that we shall survive this calamity. Still, to keep the blow from falling on our sect, I suggest we act openly. Let us announce plainly that we are bound for West Star Mountain Village. That way, when the Tomorrow Upon Tomorrow Cult, the Dongfang Family, and the Black Horse Association come, they will head straight for West Star Mountain Village to find us." So the Sinister Ancestor advised.
"An excellent proposal," the Bloody Garment Ancestor said with a nod of approval. "Then let us set out at once."
Off the three ancestors went, there and then. Yet before departing, if they did not spread the word far and wide, they made no secret of it either—they marched toward West Star Mountain Village with banners flying. Their move did not escape the ears of the three parties preparing to take vengeance upon them: the Tomorrow Upon Tomorrow Cult and the others.
Once more those families and sects gathered together. This time they had meant to go to the Bloody Garment Yellow Springs Sect as one, but on the eve of setting out they received a piece of news that left them somewhat taken aback: the three ancestors of the Bloody Garment Yellow Springs Sect had gone to West Star Mountain Village?
What kind of place was that?
"Pure Yang Heavenly Venerable, your Tomorrow Upon Tomorrow Cult is wide of experience and knowledge. Do you know what this place is?" asked Chairman Qian Puguang of the Black Horse Association, rather puzzled.
"I do not. But it cannot be any great place—how large can a village be?" The Pure Yang Heavenly Venerable shook his head. "Never mind what kind of place it is for now. We should first make clear what those three ancestors of the Bloody Garment Yellow Springs Sect are doing there!"
"I wonder," Dongfang Badao said after a moment's thought, "whether they have caught wind that we mean to retaliate, and have purposely hidden themselves in some godforsaken hole?" That was the only guess he could come up with. After all, the three ancestors of the Bloody Garment Yellow Springs Sect had gone to a strange place no one had even heard of, and had set out on the sudden—there was something uncanny about it however one looked at it.
Especially now, when those three ancestors must surely have received word that the Tomorrow Upon Tomorrow Cult, the Dongfang Family, and the Black Horse Association were preparing to join hands against them.
"That is possible," the Pure Yang Heavenly Venerable said with a nod. "Patriarch Mad Bull, what do you think?"
Patriarch Mad Bull was a man of high prestige, yet he spent his days in seclusion and had no bent for cunning schemes. He thought for a while, and in the end did not speak, but turned instead to Zhong Yongliang at his side and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Zhong, what do you think?"
Zhong Yongliang had joined this revenge plot this time in order to temper himself. For one thing, he bore Wei Zhao a hatred deep as the sea; for another, after consuming countless rare treasures and miraculous elixirs, his strength had at last risen to the peak of the late Earth Rank, a single step now from the Heaven Rank. To break through, he needed an opportunity. Though the Tomorrow Upon Tomorrow Cult possessed elixirs such as the Qi-Gathering Pill, Zhong Yongliang was a man set on advancing to the Heavenly Way, and would not lightly stoop to taking any Qi-Gathering Pill.
Yet Zhong Yongliang's true identity could not be exposed for now; it was known only to the disciples within the Tomorrow Upon Tomorrow Cult. To the outside world he was a strategist at Patriarch Mad Bull's side—and that the patriarch showed him a measure of respect was only natural.