Fellow Daoist! That scoundrel has written a new book again.

When the two arrived in front of Senior Sister Gu, Senior Brother Shen happened to be there as well. Seeing their expressions, he immediately knew that the matter had been resolved and stood up to ask:

"Junior Sister Hua, how was your dream?"

After briefly describing the dream, Hua Yingting said with great regret:

"It's a pity that I don't know where Senior Sister Gu rescued Senior Sister He from."

Can the date and time be determined from a dream?

She shook her head and replied:

"The details are blurred, which is a characteristic of dreams."

I only saw the final confrontation with Xiaotian Sect, and Senior Sister Gu's sorrowful expression was still vivid in my mind. I did not see Senior Sister He Yiqi's appearance clearly.

After learning of her actions, Hua Yingting was filled with regret.

As a Golden Core cultivator, how could He Yiqi have encountered such a deadly calamity if he hadn't faced danger?

Unfortunately, after discovering that villagers from the border area between the two sects were disappearing one after another, He Yiqi felt uneasy and went to investigate alone with her sword. She finally found the evil cultivator who had kidnapped the people.

When He Yiqi returned to Northwind City, he was already injured.

But she discovered the flaws of the Xiaotian Sect.

In order not to miss the opportunity, she wrote a letter to Zhaixinglou and left Beifeng City again, never to be seen again.

Gu Yiguan lowered his head and pondered for a moment before saying:

"Changing one's fate is not easy, and the efforts one makes to change one's fate may lead us to this very outcome."

She looked up at Zhu Wuyao and asked, "Can you still use your purple aura?"

Zhu Wuyao shook his head.

"Giggle—"

The honking of geese came from outside the door.

Before they could see him, they heard his voice. Soon after, Zhang Zhihan appeared before them.

Before he could speak, Gu Yiguan asked first:

"Junior Brother Zhang, can you still use your Purple Qi?"

Zhang Zhihan also shook his head, and then said:

"I just cast a divination, and it turns out that my junior sister is in a place that is isolated from the present world."

"The moment she escaped was the moment she died."

It matches Hua Yingting's precognitive dream. Could it be that when Senior Sister Gu rescued her, she made a mistake in some matters, which is why Senior Sister Gu died?

The image of the man in black appeared in Zhu Wuyao's mind.

The predictions made by divination practitioners can be calculated.

For some reason, when I think about it more deeply, I feel a chill in my heart and a vague sense of unease.

She frowned slightly, about to say something, when she heard Hua Yingting speak first:

"I always feel like something is wrong..."

Shen Anzhi nodded and said:

"I feel a chill in my heart."

"Me too!"

If one or two people feel something is wrong, then perhaps they are overthinking it.

But all the fortune tellers in the house had the same premonition.

This matter is not just a matter of needless worry; it could very well be—

Song Kezi is taking action!

"Hey, hey, just kidding!"

Song Kezi was pulled out by Gu Yiguan using spiritual power. He was holding a slowly spinning magic artifact in his hand. He smiled very embarrassedly, looking like he had been caught doing something wrong.

A faint flash of lightning appeared in Gu Yiguan's palm.

Seeing this, Song Kezi's eyes darted around, and he quickly said:

"Wait! I have a plan!"

He was thrown to the ground, sat down on the spot, and said under the gaze of everyone:

"As practitioners of divination, we should naturally make good use of our own advantages. What are our advantages?"

"Of course, this is when we have absolutely no clues, we gather information!"

"Relying on just a few of you is definitely not enough."

"Perhaps other disciples happen to know clues about Junior Sister He, but don't recognize her?"

"Therefore, we should let all the disciples know about this, conduct a thorough investigation, and gather more information!"

Knowing Song Kezi's true character, Zhu Wuyao immediately guessed that he was putting on an act when he heard this somewhat mediocre plan.

He deliberately kept his "poisonous plan" from his mind.

Even with such a critical matter at hand, he still prioritizes his public image; that's something he'd actually do.

At this point, it's more important to coax out his real plan. Regardless of whether it succeeds or not, it can at least serve as a reference.

Thinking this, Zhu Wuyao offered him a way out, squatting down and saying:

"Your best strategy is good. Do you have any middle or worst strategies?"

“I know you are of good character, so it’s a bit of a stretch for you to come up with such a vicious plan, but we can’t be soft-hearted when dealing with enemies.”

Song Kezi gave her a half-smile.

Then, with a hint of distress, he said:

"The Buddha said, 'If I don't go to hell, who will?' Fine, I do have another plan for the sake of the Star-Picking Tower!"

"Actually, in my opinion... if you have enough strength, you could just kill an elder, search their soul to find their place, and maybe you could find even more evidence of their crimes."

"But this is too risky."

"Not only might our daily habits be exposed, but if we choose the wrong person and fail to get in touch with the dark side of the Xiaotian Sect, it will be more harmful than beneficial. If we are exposed, the sects in the north will band together because they feel insecure."

"So we'll have to use some harmless methods."

"For example, we could just pretend to be the seriously injured He Yiqi and faint in front of the two sects. They would definitely go to check the real place of imprisonment!"

Uh-huh?

It seems like it might actually work.

However, Zhu Wuyao did not express her opinion; she was somewhat wary of Song Kezi.

"Is this a middle-of-the-road strategy or a poor one?"

"Huh? I already said it was a bad idea."

Kill an elder and take his place?

Zhu Wuyao was somewhat speechless.

This is hardly a "strategy"; it's clearly a pure attempt to kill. Even if it were useful, the risks are incredibly high, making it nothing more than a source of chaos and destruction.

Zhang Zhihan also did not express his opinion.

He felt the plan had merit, but Song Kezi was not a reliable person. Due to doubts about his character, he, like Zhu Wuyao, chose not to express his opinion.

Hua Yingting and others, however, did not have such concerns.

She thought about it for a moment and asked:

"Even if we don't find out anything, there won't be any loss. Does that seem feasible?"

Shen Anzhi nodded and said:

"Most importantly, we need to find out the secrets behind where Sister He is being held so that we can understand why 'the moment of escape is the moment of death.'"

"This is probably how the Howling Sky Sect kills people to silence them, leaving us only able to rescue the dead."

Seeing that the two were silent and agreed, Gu Yi nodded and said:

"Since that's the case, I will now summon the disciples of Zhaixinglou and explain what I expect."

"When the two sects gather for this grand event, and 'He Yiqi' appears, the astonishment and anger of my sect's junior brothers and sisters will be more genuine, putting even greater pressure on the Xiaotian Sect."

Not everyone knows He Yiqi.

As for impersonating He Yiqi, Zhu Wuyao attacked the disciples of Xiaotian Sect yesterday, so his face has already been recognized. The other disciples must have been present as well.

Only Huaying Film Studio is capable of shouldering this heavy responsibility.

It just so happens that Zhu Wuyao recently took a picture of "Thousand Images" at Tuozhige.

I never expected to find it useful here.

The best imitation is one that captures the essence of the person being imitated.

Alternatively, carrying old items can also have beneficial effects.

Hua Yingting covered her face with a thousand images, altering her appearance according to the portrait. When she put on He Yiqi's old clothes, her aura suddenly changed.

The leisurely and decadent appearance vanished, and the person before him had a stern gaze, like a solitary swordsman.

That is what He Yiqi (何以期) means.