All The Female Disciples Want To Kill Me-Chapter 632 - 362: The Confucian Sage, the Vault of Heaven as the Chessboard, the Stars as the Pieces_1

"Sect sealing?"

Yu Hongxiu furrowed her brows as she looked at the several Origin Sect disciples before her. Their expressions did not seem like those of liars.

The cultivators, seeing the demeanor of the woman in front of them, quickly bowed their heads and replied affirmatively.

"Yes, yes, yes!"

"Predecessor can go and inquire at will. Now, every Sect in the Twenty-One Provinces has either been sealed or destroyed..."

"We wouldn't dare lie and deceive our predecessor."

Yu Hongxiu took a deep breath and casually waved her hand. The cultivators immediately fled into the distance as if facing a great enemy.

Watching their disappearing figures, she clasped her hands together, continually trying to sort through her increasingly chaotic thoughts. Afterward, she shook her head, clearing the tangled thoughts from her mind. The pressing matter is to swiftly inform the Sacred Land and request the Saintess to exit her closed-door cultivation. Only then will there be a chance to quell this catastrophe.

The Peony assembly should not have betrayed us. Fortunately, when they were sent to investigate the matters of Inverted Heaven, they had already completely withdrawn from the Sect.

If what these disciples say is true, then among the Ten Great Sects, there may be more than one in disarray.

South Emperor has been planning for many years, laying out such a grand scheme in the shadows. Perhaps he's about to ensnare the entire Twenty-One Provinces in one fell swoop to construct that so-called Heavenly Dao.

I must inform Peony and consolidate all the remaining forces of these Sects.

This mysterious enemy has cleverly woven a large net that has ensnared the entire Twenty-One Provinces. I know there must be more dreadful moves to come, but with only the clues I currently understand, the next step remains elusive.

Soon, Yu Hongxiu had organized everything she needed to do in her mind. She drank the tea in her cup, and her figure instantly disappeared from the world.

「Sacred Land, Wu City.」

Inside the Shuixie Courtyard, a woman with a cascade of soft, lustrous black hair sat quietly at its center. Her waist was slender, and she wore a gauze skirt already covered in dust. Besides her, the empty courtyard housed only an old, luxuriant locust tree. Despite the season having turned to autumn, it still retained many leaves. The afternoon sunlight filtered through the gaps in the foliage, dappling the ground in fragmented golden patches.

The smooth bluestone she sat upon had darkened slightly from prolonged use.

Key Smoke's tightly shut eyes trembled slightly, her heart beating incessantly with a hint of unease. The Sacred Land has been closed off for a long time due to my breakthrough in closed-door cultivation. Yet that final step, though nearly within reach, remains elusive. My current realm seems to be in a mysterious state—not quite Mahayana, but beyond half-Mahayana.

KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK—

A series of knocks came from outside the courtyard.

Key Smoke's eyelids slowly opened halfway as she looked toward the entrance. Only after seeing the woman who entered did she speak, "Die Yi? What are you doing here?"

In the past few days, she seemed to have been lingering outside my courtyard, uncertain. Though I haven't been observing her intentionally, I can still perceive her accelerated heartbeat. She seems as anxious as I am.

"It feels like something is on your mind."

Die Yi withdrew her hand, lightly biting her lip. The autumn breeze lifted the white veil from her face. Though only a corner was exposed, one could still see her eyes, like limpid autumn waters, and her cherry lips.

Troubled, Die Yi looked at Key Smoke, hesitating.

I'm not sure if my reincarnation cycle will change the world's timeline.

But in my last life, at this exact time, the Buckle Immortal Gate convened in South City.

Although I didn't attend then, I still clearly remember the terrifying chaos that erupted there.

In my last life, it was that man who personally came to the door to ask the Saintess to come out of seclusion. Only then was the turmoil, whose instigator was unknown, quelled. I don't know if all of this will happen again in this life.

But that isn't the reason for my hesitation.

The voice that haunted my mind kept asking:

Was he the hidden hand that spurred the calamity in South City?

Will he do it again? This time, can the Saintess stop him?

If this catastrophe occurs once more, will the subsequent blood disasters still happen?

Will he kill me again?

Finally, Die Yi calmed her racing heart. She looked at the Saintess and slowly said, "Teacher... Aunt. I've been feeling quite restless lately, as if something significant is about to happen in the Twenty-One Provinces..."

A bleak autumn wind stirred, causing a few dry leaves to fall from the branches.

Key Smoke slowly rose from the stone, her eyes solemnly fixed on a crack in the vast sky—far away from the Sacred Land, seemingly above Inverted Heaven. Even from this distance, she could feel how terrifying the Spiritual Energy storm at the site must be; its fluctuations were nearly reaching the Mahayana level.

"Yes, your intuition is accurate."

"I think someone will come looking for us soon..." 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

Key Smoke's expression turned cold as her Divine Sense instantly enveloped the ring in her hand, sensing the various fluctuations of Spiritual Energy it carried.