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Chapter 134 The truth behind the conspiracy

Prefect Wen, Ji Yun, and the other sect leaders all looked stunned, as if struck by lightning. The Ghost Shadow Sect's ambition was like a raging fire, unextinguished, and this struggle had only just begun.

"Shut up!" Ji Yun shouted, a surge of unease welling up in his heart. He knew this was no simple conspiracy; there must be a deeper shadow, a demon manipulating it. The battle raged on, the martial arts heroes united as one, as resilient as steel. Yet, they all knew in their hearts that the true challenge was approaching like a storm.

As the atmosphere became tense, Ji Yun no longer cared about Prefect Wen's emotions. A cold gleam flashed in his eyes as he stared at him. "Who are the people behind you? Why are you colluding with the Ghost Shadow Sect? The more you know, the more opportunities I will give you."

Prefect Wen's face turned pale in an instant, and he stammered, "I... I was just following orders, not... not of my own accord." He knew in his heart that if he didn't explain the deeper conspiracy behind it, he would not be able to escape unscathed today.

"On orders? Who gave you the order?" Ji Yun asked coldly, his voice as sharp as a knife.

At this moment, Master Xuankong stepped forward gently, his voice soft but full of majesty: "Master Qingyun, Mr. Wen may have been forced, but he cannot escape his collusion with the Ghost Shadow Sect. We in the martial arts world must uphold justice and cannot allow evil forces to run rampant."

These words seemed to buy Prefect Wen a chance to ease the situation, but Ji Yun wasn't about to give up. He glanced around and sneered, "Prefect Wen, you remind me of the old saying, 'Those without strategy are always targeted.' Are the forces behind you affiliated with the Third Prince? How many innocent people have you betrayed to protect yourself?"

"I... I don't know the Third Prince..." Prefect Wen stuttered, cold sweat breaking out on his forehead, and the fear on his face almost made him collapse to the ground.

"It's pathetic that you can't even control your own destiny." Ji Yun's lips curled into a mocking smile, his gaze sweeping across the other sect representatives present. "Everyone here, what Prefect Wen did was to protect himself at all costs. He has the shadow of the Ghost Shadow Sect behind him, the support of the Azure Palace and the Red Flame Hall, and the assistance of General Qian of the Nanyang Prefecture garrison. Are you willing to become their pawns?"

The representatives from the surrounding sects looked at each other in bewilderment, the atmosphere suddenly growing tense. The representative from the Spiritual Rhythm Palace couldn't help but speak out, "Are we just going to sit there and wait for death? Let the Ghost Shadow Sect and those traitors continue to run rampant in the martial arts world?"

"That's right!" a young disciple from Sword Shadow Villa said, "We can't let Prefect Wen continue to do as he pleases. We must unite and fight together!"

At this moment, Ji Yun saw that everyone was beginning to muster up courage, and he nodded, encouraging them: "Jianghu is our common home. Why should we allow a small group of sinister people to divide us? We must work together to put an end to all these conspiracies!"

Master Xuankong nodded slightly, agreeing: "Justice requires unity, and light can illuminate darkness. We cannot allow Prefect Wen to continue to use his power to persecute innocent people."

Prefect Wen realized that the situation was out of control and cried out in horror: "You all misunderstood, I was forced! I am definitely not an enemy, I can help you find the hiding place of the Ghost Shadow Sect!"

"But you've already become their accomplice. How can you gain their trust again?" Ji Yun smiled coldly and said to everyone, "In that case, we should arrest him and hand him over to the righteous for questioning!"

Everyone nodded, the atmosphere growing tense. Prefect Wen, utterly terrified, seemed to have nowhere to escape. His eyes flickered with despair and uneasiness, realizing his predicament was already perilous.

At that moment, a clear whistle suddenly blared from afar, its sound resounding through the heavens. Immediately afterwards, a group of knights in black robes galloped towards them like lightning. The sound of their hooves shook the earth, as if carrying boundless majesty and power. Their imposing presence was so formidable that it instilled fear in everyone.

Leading the group was a stern-faced, middle-aged man, his eyes revealing an unspoken arrogance. He was the Left Vice Minister of Rites, a subordinate of the Third Prince of the capital. He sat quietly on his horse, scanning the crowd with a cold gaze, a sinister smile tugging at the corners of his mouth, as if he had already seen through everything before him.

"It seems I heard everything you were discussing very clearly." His voice was cold and ruthless, with a hint of sarcasm and contempt. "Does the justice of the Jianghu have to go against our Third Prince?" His words were like a piercing wind, chilling everyone present.

His presence heightened the already tense atmosphere, creating a suffocating sense of tension. Clearly, the conspiracy behind Prefect Wen was no longer a secret; the Third Prince's reach was so extensive that even this meeting hadn't escaped his notice.

"You've come just in time." Ji Yun smiled slightly, his eyes gleaming with determination as he stared directly at the Left Vice Minister of Rites without flinching. "We need you to uncover the truth behind this dispute."

The Left Minister was slightly startled, then sneered, "The truth? The truth you hold cannot even begin to compare to what I know. Magistrate Wen is merely an insignificant pawn. The real game has only just begun."