Cultivators Are So Weak in This World-Chapter 232 - 214 Schemes, Part 2

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 schemes.

This woman’s mind was deep, without attachments, had no weaknesses, and was determined, never giving up once she set her mind on something.

Additionally, she often paid attention to concealing herself.

Therefore, it was very difficult to find a breakthrough.

Cheng Hui searched for a long time, unable to find many clues.

Now, in desperation, he could only choose the most troublesome method 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, names were sorted out by him.

On the blank scroll, he carefully wrote down the time, place, and names in black ink.

Time 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 method, the names of three races must be hidden among them.

On the list in front of him, it was neatly filled with names.

"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 name, belonging to Zhang Ying, was prominently listed.....

"Next, it’s time for a meticulous 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. 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

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 meals.

It was also considered the daily routine time for chat and exchange.

"Old Yue’s new disciple from the Celestial Treasure Palace might be troublesome. His talent is exceptional; if successful, he is certain to become 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 time, 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 came 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 becomes."

"The Great Dao Teaching can only have one future Spirit General, this has long been determined, and cannot change."

He paused for a moment, 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 something we or the Western Sect want to see." Qingyi continued.

"Sect Leader, why don’t we send someone 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 method is useless." Baiyi Daoist shook his head.

"Then like how it was with Zhang Qingzhi previously?" Changxin Daoist suggested.

They all understood what it meant and fell into contemplation.

"No, we needn’t act, this matter will resolve itself." Qingyi calmly said.

Often, one doesn’t have to kill someone to destroy them.

There are many ways to ruin a person.

"Sect Leader’s meaning.... 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.