Chapter 303

Chapter 303: Undercurrents

Luo Ming Yue stood by the crack, peering down with interest as she said: “Huh? A basement? Why would there be a basement here? Flowing Moon Sect, you are not doing something shady down there, are you?”

People heard her and crowded over.

A hidden room under a teahouse was odd. One after another, people jumped into the gap.

Li Shuang and Luo Ming Yue blended in and went down with the crowd.

Li Shuang’s eyes flickered.

Everyone here had felt hostile toward her.

She had thought from the start that it might be tied to this teahouse.

Otherwise, why had she sensed nothing on the way here, but once she stepped inside, the malice poured over her like a tide?

She did not believe she was hated that much.

Even Yan Fan was that flashy, yet he would not draw this level of hate.

So Li Shuang borrowed the crowd’s strength and pulled the teahouse down.

Once it fell, the Heaven and Earth Furnace gave her a hint: there was a formation below. She spent a few Value Points to find the array node, and then it was easy. She just had to lure the Tyrant Blade Sect disciple to strike with her at that node, and the basement would reveal itself.

In the underground room, Li Shuang studied a formation that had already been destroyed and narrowed her eyes.

“A discarded formation, here?” The Flowing Moon Sect disciples entered too. Their leading woman spoke softly and said: “What a coincidence.”

“Discarded?” Luo Ming Yue arched a brow and said: “From the look of it, it was in use until someone destroyed it remotely. Maybe your Flowing Moon Sect was doing something you should not, and when you saw exposure coming, you panicked and broke the formation yourselves.”

“Daoist friend, you are joking,” the Flowing Moon Sect disciple said with a strained smile. “We are a righteous sect. What shady thing could we do? Our teahouse did use a few runes, but they only have a light calming effect, so everyone could enjoy the show better. Think about it. This is under the Cangyuan Sect, in the heartland of the Ten Sects. If we dared act unlawfully here, would the Cangyuan Sect and the other Righteous Path sects allow it?”

Hearing that, a number of cultivators who had already been suspicious slowly nodded.

She was not wrong.

This was the Cangyuan Sect’s territory.

Right here and now, the top experts and geniuses of the Nanlan Continent were gathered.

Even if the Flowing Moon Sect did have problems, would they dare play tricks here?

“Today’s mess was a small misunderstanding,” the Flowing Moon Sect disciple said earnestly. “We troubled Fellow Daoist Luo and Fellow Daoist Li, and we are sorry. We will visit to apologize in a few days. Also, since the teahouse is gone and we must focus on the tournament, this place will no longer be open.”

Seeing nothing else to find, people gradually drifted away.

As they turned to leave, Li Shuang glanced back at the Flowing Moon Sect disciples and asked: “Why does Fang Qing Yu not dare come see me herself?”

The Flowing Moon Sect disciples blinked.

Their leader wore a puzzled face and said: “Fang Qing Yu? Who is that? We do not know her.”

Li Shuang smiled, then left with Luo Ming Yue.

After the crowd was gone, the rubble fell silent.

The Flowing Moon Sect disciples’ faces turned ugly.

The leader fixed the Tyrant Blade Sect disciple with a cold stare and said: “I told you to stop.”

Now that the basement was exposed, even though she had destroyed the formation ahead of time and tried to smooth things over, not everyone in this world was a fool.

The Flowing Moon Sect had likely drawn quiet suspicion.

The Tyrant Blade Sect disciple snorted and said: “You tell me to stop and I stop? We are partners, not your subordinates.”

The Flowing Moon Sect disciple gave him a flat look and said: “Your sect asked us to test Li Shuang’s strength. We helped you. Now the teahouse is gone, and the formation is gone. Do you realize that, through that formation, we had a chance to control those cultivators? Now everything is ruined. Does your Tyrant Blade Sect have anything to say?”

The Tyrant Blade Sect disciple’s face did not change as he said: “So what? Did you test her strength? You did not. You lost the teahouse and the formation. With work this useless, you should just go home and plant sweet potatoes.”

The Flowing Moon Sect disciples’ faces all went dark.

With a cold humph, the Tyrant Blade Sect disciple turned and left.

“Senior sister, what do we do now?” Several Flowing Moon Sect disciples looked to the woman in the center.

She said calmly: “Report the truth.”

In the end, whether it was the Flowing Moon Sect or the Tyrant Blade Sect, both were only pieces under Your Excellency’s hand.

But even as a piece, Your Excellency had to know which one mattered more.

Those Tyrant Blade Sect people were just trash.

Your Excellency’s great work would still fall to the Flowing Moon Sect.

After that, the Flowing Moon Sect disciples also left, and the place fell quiet again.

On the other side, Luo Ming Yue and Li Shuang had lost interest in playing around and headed back to their quarters.

On the road, Luo Ming Yue could not help asking: “Junior sister, was this arranged by Fang Qing Yu behind the scenes?”

“Fang Qing Yu may not be capable of all this. But the matter must be tied to her,” Li Shuang said evenly.

“So certain?” Luo Ming Yue asked, puzzled.

Li Shuang explained: “At first I was only half sure. But when that Flowing Moon Sect disciple acted like she had never heard of Fang Qing Yu, my certainty became complete.”

Luo Ming Yue stared blankly at her.

“Fang Qing Yu is the Tyrant Blade Sect Master’s daughter, and her name is on the list of disciples taking part in the tournament,” Li Shuang said. “It is normal if someone has not met her, but to have never even heard the name is unlikely. That Flowing Moon Sect disciple was too guilty and overplayed it.”

Luo Ming Yue fell silent. [I really want to spar with these brainy people.]

She blinked and said: “I think the Flowing Moon Sect has a problem.”

See, she was smart too.

Li Shuang’s face grew serious as she said: “More than a problem.”

She had torn down the teahouse and found the basement.

But this was only the tip of the iceberg.

The Flowing Moon Sect was far away in the Greater Yong Region, developing quietly for a long time. What had they been doing all this time? Did the other sects truly know nothing?

Had the elders of the Six Sects noticed nothing strange?

If it were only the Flowing Moon Sect, that would be easier.

The real fear was this: inside the Six Sects themselves, were they still one solid block?

Had some high ranks already been infected?

All of this was still unknown.

A simple sect tournament now felt full of hidden currents. Li Shuang could sense it: darkness hid behind the scenes, ready to surge out at any moment.