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"I have investigated the matter that the Sect Master and you arranged for me! Back then, Xun Mozi was at a crucial moment in the competition for the position of Law Enforcement Hall Master, so he had no intention of attacking my Crimson Thunder Ancient City at all!"

With a serious expression, Fan Tong carefully recounted to Shen Youtu his experiences, from entering the Death Desert to accidentally stumbling into the Human-Demon Battlefield.

Of course, some strange things about himself were also vaguely mentioned in the process.

"Since the information is accurate, let's go and explain it to our sect leader together!" Shen You waved his hand, and he and Fan Tong disappeared from the room.

"Uh, cough cough..." Once Fan Tong had regained his footing, he couldn't help but cough due to the dizziness.

"Look at this mess! Your cultivation has reached the Profound Spirit Realm, so when you go to the Scripture Pavilion..."

Pick a spell that teaches you how to fly, so you don't embarrass me!

When Shen You saw Fan Tong's appearance, he clicked his tongue and thought Fan Tong was very embarrassing.

"Can I go to the Sutra Repository now?" Fan Tong asked in surprise, ignoring Shen You's mockery.

"It will be soon! Although our Fengqing Sect is strict about the management of cultivation techniques, as long as you contribute to the sect, you can choose your own cultivation techniques and martial arts. It's just that it has become so rigid over time!"

Shen Youtu sighed, as if thinking of something, and then said, "But don't worry, this situation will change soon!"

"Since you completed the mission, I'll ask the sect leader for permission to let you see our Fengqing Sect's treasure cave and broaden your horizons!"

Shen Youtu and Fan Tong chatted for a while longer, and soon Feng Qingyang suddenly appeared out of thin air in the secret room.

"Fan Tong, you did very well. I heard about what you did in the Human-Demon Battlefield. You did not disgrace your father!" Feng Qingyang looked at Fan Tong kindly, as if he were looking at his own nephew.

"I am fortunate to participate in the Northern Region Grand Competition, and I will naturally strive for greater glory for my sect. This is what I should do!" Fan Tong didn't feel anything was wrong. On the battlefield between humans and demons, it was a win-win situation.

"Sect Leader, Fan Tong escaped death and has uncovered Xun Mozi's movements from back then. The facts are basically consistent with what we already knew!"

"Sigh! Things have come full circle, back to the worst-case scenario we anticipated!" Feng Qingyang said with a startled expression and a hint of disappointment.

"Hmph! Still trying to escape?" Just as Feng Qingyang was about to speak again, he suddenly stood up, waved his hand, and disappeared into the room along with Fan Tong and Shen Youtu.

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"Oh! Elder, why are you in such a panic? Where are you taking your grandson?" Fifty kilometers away from Fengqing Sect, Feng Qingyang suddenly appeared in front of Dongfang Yao, who was flying away.

"Oh? Why didn't the sect leader enjoy the celebration with everyone?" Dongfang Yao blinked unconsciously.

"I'd like to avoid trouble, but alas! Things never go as planned! Elder, don't you have anything to say?"

"Me? I found a good place that would be beneficial for Sheng'er's cultivation. I was just about to take him to cultivate so that he could contribute to the Fengqing Sect in the final stage of the Northern Region Competition. I really don't understand what you're talking about, Sect Master!"

"Is that so? Speaking of Sheng'er, I remember that Sheng'er's parents fought against the demons and ended up dying. Even Sheng'er, who was still an infant, was injured and almost died!"

"If it weren't for your quick intervention, Elder, he probably wouldn't have survived. But I never expected that in just one month, his foundation would have become so strong! Elder, why is that?"

Feng Qingyang remained calm, but his composed words were full of incomprehension.

"Alas! It was indeed dangerous back then. Fortunately, my grandson was blessed with good fortune and received the help of a treasure, which made up for his physical deficiencies and enabled him to achieve what he has today."

A hint of regret flashed in Dongfang Yao's eyes, and his hands, which were behind his back, trembled slightly.

"Elder, we've fought for the sect together our whole lives. Your subconscious actions can't hide from me. I really don't want to fight you. Even though you've suppressed me for so many years, I still can't forget the hardships you endured for the sect when you were young!"

Feng Qingyang's tone changed, his voice filled with deep emotion. Although the voice was not loud, it made Dongfang Yao sway.

"I knew it. Ever since Xiao Jin, whom I was fostering in Baibao Mountain, went missing, I knew this day would come!" Dongfang Yao smiled bitterly.

"However, I had no other choice! For my poor grandson, I had no other option! They gave me the chance to save my grandson!"

"Elder, you're really confused! Guess why my disciples went to the ancient ruins back then? It was because I heard that the Primordial Fruit was located there, so I sent them there!"

"To avoid attracting the attention of other sects, I didn't tell you the reason. I just wanted to wait until I got the Primordial Fruit back so that I could rebuild Dongfang Sheng's foundation!"

"I never imagined you could be so ruthless as to actually harm them!..."

"What? My parents were framed by the Grand Elder?" Upon hearing this, Fan Tong, who was behind him, couldn't help but come up to Dongfang Yao.

"Elder, why did you do this? Where are my parents now? Or did you...you took them..."

"Alas! Sect Master, you've really put me in a terrible situation. If I had known this would happen, how could I have been so easily misled by them?" Dongfang Yao didn't answer Fan Tong's question, but gave a bitter smile and looked at Feng Qingyang.

"Senior Brother Dongfang, this is the last time I'll address you like this! For the sake of our friendship, please tell us where Debiao and the others went!" Feng Qingyang bowed to Dongfang Yao.

"Since you've asked, I'll mercifully tell you! Back then, it was indeed me who received news of the Primordial Fruit and arranged for people to disguise themselves as demons and launch a sneak attack on Crimson Thunder Ancient City!"

"The others are fine, but I didn't expect Fan Debiao's cultivation level to be so low, yet his actual combat strength was so formidable. If he hadn't fought so desperately, allowing me to completely annihilate the Crimson Thunder Ancient City, then naturally no one would have known about this!"

"What? You actually want to slaughter the entire Crimson Thunder Ancient City?" Fan Tong's pupils constricted, unable to comprehend that Dongfang Yao could be so ruthless!

"I did have that thought at the time: if I'm going to do something, I might as well sacrifice everyone to use their blood to cultivate my newly acquired technique!"

"Unfortunately, who could have imagined that your father would awaken your Fan family bloodline, and disregard the consequences of his soul being scattered, he burned his bloodline and unleashed super strong combat power, fighting me to a standstill!"

"Fortunately, your father's fighting power was only temporary. In the end, I finally suppressed him, and I thought I could continue my blood sacrifice!"

As he spoke, Dongfang Yao's expression shifted slightly, a hint of fear flashing across his face. He composed himself somewhat before continuing.

"Who would have thought that just as Fan Debiao was about to be killed, a sudden change occurred!"