If the Myriad Beasts Sect had the intention of dominating the continent through the use of Ao Yin, then where were they going to get the numbers sufficient enough for them to pull it off?
If the continent had such a number of Ao Yin beasts lying around, then three-quarters of it would have already been slaughtered.
There were a lot of unanswered questions on why a holy land got destroyed out of the blue, and it seemed like the top powerhouses were all intent on keeping the matter hidden. Even the Order rarely discussed it.
Yang Qing couldn't help but be curious about Green Cocoon's relationship with the Myriad Beasts Sect and the identity of the sacred beast. For something to be considered the sacred beast of a sect that was known to have all sorts of powerful spirit beasts, the sacred beast must have been a standout powerhouse.
From the things that got looted when the sect fell, he did not hear about a sacred beast at all since most of the beasts the sect had, got slaughtered in the battle as they all chose to die with the sect rather than surrender to outside forces no matter how bleak the circumstances were at the time.
Though the older and more powerful spirit beasts chose how they lived and died, the same could not be said about their offspring and eggs, which all got claimed as bounty during the war. Occasionally one would hear an egg or two from the Myriad Beasts Sect being auctioned off for a hefty sum.
Yang Qing had always wanted to get one, but his financial circumstances made it so, that he would never be a successful bid winner. The celestial nesting weaver was one of the purchases the Order got from one of those auctions, that Yang Qing managed to land as a gift.
"I wonder if the highest level of the library has more information about them?" wondered Yang Qing.
The ninth floor, also known as the purple floor was rumored to store all kinds of information, and being a soul formation expert was not enough to be guaranteed entry to that floor. Unlike other floors where merit points and cultivation base were the key requirements of gaining entry, the ninth floor operated a little differently, in that it was even unknown what was even the requirement of getting into it.
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Yang Qing managed to focus back from his wandering thoughts when Blue Universe answered Green Cocoon's question.
"I haven't heard much about Jiayi or the Myriad Beast Sect for that matter. I did talk with little Jun about it some time back, and all she said was there were definitely a few survivors from the sect, but as for their identities, she wasn't too clear on them.
Maybe Fei can shed more light on it, he is bound to know more than little Jun.
I hope Jiayi is okay though, it would be a pity if a rare Bixi such as her lost her life like that. I haven't met more than three Bixis in my whole life and she had the highest chance of awakening her complete bloodline talent.
What a pity," said Blue Universe.
"Bixi?!!!!!" Yang Qing wondered in shock.
However, he didn't have time to wallow in it for too long because he had run out of things to say to sect master Ai Shan after getting the final confirmation he needed from Green Cocoon and the rest.
It could already be confirmed that the sect master before him was an impostor, there was no doubt about it, now all Yang Qing needed to do, was to decide what to do next;
Does he smile and let the sect master go and let things play out as the Order closely monitors him for the next century or so, to try and dig out other members of the syndicate through him?
Or does he attack now in the hopes that maybe his senior sister and other syndicate members who knew of his cover are present at this exact moment and would show some sort of reaction to the attack?
Of the two, there was only one clear choice for him, one that was rooted in dedication and clarity of the situation at hand and thus Yang Qing acted.
BOOM!!!!!!!
CRACKLE!!!!
Yang Qing launched a thunderous punch that took the form of the fist of oblivion. However, unlike the previous version he unleashed when he was teasing and mildly traumatizing the scion from the Golden Bamboo Pavilion, this one was much grander and much more ferocious.
There was a massive black hole at the end of his fist and inside that hole, one could see white lightning flashing. It was the picture of pure destruction and that force was being launched towards the flabbergasted sect master of the Flying feather sword sect.
When asked why he decided to attack? Yang Qing's answer was simple;
What hotblooded youth would be stupid enough not to jump at the opportunity of using saint-grade artifacts, especially ones that granted monstrous buffs like the ones he had on him?
It was a no-brainer to him, of course, he'd jump at the opportunity to use them and look cool doing it. He would not get another chance like this again, and he was surely going to make the most of it, especially with the potentially exorbitant fines attached to it, he was going to make sure he would get his money's worth.
No way the Order would indenture him to a potential life of long work hours with no pay, and he would just take it lying down. He was going to go all out and taste the life of living it up with saint-grade treasures.
Saint grade treasure Yang Qing was going to have his moment. The silly grin he had on as he threw the punch completely sold him out to the rest as to his true thoughts and motivation on the matter.
Yang Qing didn't care about catching other potential syndicate members, he just wanted to use those saint-grade artifacts, and the sect master of the Flying feather sword sect gave him the perfect excuse to do it.
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