vrcanaries Chapter 1865 Taking Your Head Off with My Own Hands
Chapter 1865 Taking Your Head Off with My Own Hands
Shi Guangyang took the list, quickly glanced through it, and his expression grew increasingly serious.
The names and related events on the list are shocking.
Some were low-level disciples, some were even mid-level managers of a certain hall, and several of their names were clearly associated with certain affiliated families or chambers of commerce.
Shi Guangyang frowned, his voice lowering: "These hidden agents are buried quite deep..."
"We thought that with Brother Ming in charge, and our sect being newly established, and those who entered the sect being carefully selected countless times... we never expected that someone would actually sneak in."
"Yueyao's reach is a bit too far."
Jin Man nodded: "Mingchuan's judgment is correct. If Yueyao comes, she will definitely cooperate from the inside and outside."
"I've already had my undercover agents begin reverse-monitoring some of the yellow and blue targets on the list to see if we can follow the trail and find bigger fish. As for the red targets... when your Enforcement Hall takes action, be sure to be swift and decisive, without alerting them, and ideally, pry them open."
"Understood." A fierce glint flashed in Shi Guangyang's eyes. "I will personally lead the most reliable people to handle this. I guarantee we will get the information we need."
Jinman paused upon hearing this, then suddenly remembered something: "By the way, be careful that there might be higher-level people within our organization who have been infiltrated or bribed. This time, I deliberately bypassed several routine procedural steps in the screening."
Shi Guangyang's heart skipped a beat. "I understand."
He rose and left, his steps steady yet carrying a chilling aura.
Jinman sat alone in the secret room, gazing at the flickering candlelight before her, her eyes deep and unfathomable.
As a former elder of the Qingcheng Imperial Law Sect, she was well aware of the cruelty of power struggles and infiltration/counter-infiltration within major sects.
The Wan Chuan Sect has risen too quickly and made too many enemies. If it cannot unite internally, it will surely cause great trouble when external enemies come.
"Yueyao...you want to undermine us from within? Not so easy." She murmured to herself, a wisp of pink light, carrying both allure and destructive power, quietly flowing between her fingertips.
Meanwhile, in the western region of the Spirit Realm, near the edge of the Fallen Star Wasteland, lies Rock Iron City, a medium-sized cultivation city.
This city is famous for producing several unique refining ores and is jointly controlled by several local families. It is usually quite prosperous.
It was late at night, and most of the city's lights were off, with only a few restaurants and patrol stations still lit.
Deep beneath the city walls, at the end of an abandoned old mine tunnel, space was slightly distorted.
Yueyao's figure quietly appeared, still wearing that moon-white flowing fairy dress, her exquisite face seemingly bathed in soft light in the dim mine tunnel.
Behind her, Yue Wuhen, Yue Qingshuang, and Yue Hanying followed closely.
"Is this the place?" Yueyao looked around at the rough rock walls, her tone indifferent.
Yue Hanying stepped forward and said hoarsely, "Yes, Fairy. According to the report from the spies that Dark Moon planted many years ago, there is a natural small turbid energy hole deep in the old mine tunnels here, which is connected to the earth veins. Its location is hidden and its energy attribute is turbid, making it difficult to be detected by conventional monitoring arrays."
The defensive array of Ironclad City has a very subtle, periodic weak point here, created by changes in the terrain. This weak point is extremely brief, but enough for us to infiltrate silently.
Yue Wuhen added, "Yantie City is one of the important mineral transit points in the Western Regions, and it has trade relations with Wanchuan Sect, Qingfeng Yumen, and even Butian Holy Sect. There are three merchant guilds in the city that have our shadow behind them. There are many things we can do with this as a fulcrum."
Yueyao nodded slightly, a look of satisfaction in her eyes: "Well done. Those old fogies from the Moon Wheel Pavilion and the Holy Domain Dynasty probably thought I would directly launch a full-scale attack on the Wanchuan Sect's mountain gate, right?"
"Mingchuan thinks that hiding the sect in a tortoise shell and protecting important figures will make it safe? He's too naive. War is never just about head-on fighting."
Her gaze swept over the three palace masters: "Yue Wuhen, you stay here and set up the Yin Erosion Gathering Spirit Array based on the Turbid Qi Acupoint. I need it to slowly gather the Yin Turbid Qi from the earth veins within a radius of three hundred miles within five days, but do not let it erupt immediately. Let it slowly brew like a latent sore."
"Yue Qingshuang, take my token and contact the three shadow merchant guilds in the city to activate the Heart-Eroding Plan. I want to see at least 30% of the resource transactions, information flow, and personnel exchanges in Yantie City and its three surrounding affiliated mining towns become abnormal and delayed within three days. At the same time, spread rumors that the strange movements of the evil spirits in the Fallen Star Wasteland may be related to the remnants of the Demon Abyss, and that the Western Regions are about to descend into chaos."
"Yes!" the two replied in unison.
Yueyao turned to Yue Hanying, who was at the very end: "You will lead the Dark Moon Shadow Assassins, using this place as a temporary base, and begin Operation Clipping Wings. The targets are all leaders of small and medium-sized forces closely related to the Wanchuan Sect, promising rogue cultivators, and lone core disciples of the five major sects within the Western Regions of the Spirit Domain. Remember, make it an accident or a revenge killing."
The orders were issued clearly, cold and deadly.
The three men, including Yue Wuhen, solemnly replied, "Yes, sir!"
Yueyao walked to the edge of the mine tunnel, her fingertips gently brushing against the cold rocks, as if caressing a lover's face, but her eyes were devoid of warmth.
"Mingchuan, don't you want to protect the Spirit Realm? Then I'll show you how everything you want to protect starts to rot and collapse from the inside out."
"When you're frantically dealing with unexpected incidents everywhere, when you start to doubt everyone around you, when you find people in a state of panic, rumors spreading, and allies becoming disaffected..."
"I will personally pluck your head off again."
Her figure slowly faded, disappearing into the mine tunnel as if merging into the moonlight, leaving only her cold voice echoing:
"The show is about to begin."
Iron Rock City, a western city that has been peaceful for decades, is about to become the first sacrifice when the storm strikes.
The real hunters, however, have already crept into the shadows and laid out an invisible net.
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Chaotic sky and sea, at the edge of a concave valley, atop a rocky ridge.
Lingxu Zhenren crouched in the shadows, his fingers swirling with extremely faint silver light, carefully manipulating the lingering echoes of ancient spatial runes that had not yet been completely annihilated deep within the remnants of the stone platform below.
Using his own lunar energy as a guide and amplified by the resonance array, he attempted to awaken the last bit of inertia of the laws of positioning and sensing contained within these rune fragments.
This is like searching for faint engravings on a weathered stone tablet, requiring extreme patience, precise control, and a profound understanding of the intersection of the two laws of Yin and Space.
Sweat trickled down his temples.
The stinging sensation in his soul became clear again, but his gaze remained focused and unwavering.
Gradually, the silvery glow of the crescent moon symbol in the center of the stone platform began to show an extremely subtle, almost imperceptible rhythm.
Like the beating of a heart, slow and steady.
With each pulse, a ring of cool, clear energy, imbued with the essence of Yin, spreads out like ripples.
This fluctuation was different from the previously stable, radiant glow; it was more penetrating and full of life, like a breath from an ancient deity in slumber.