One person: Starting with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, his grandmaster uncle emerges from seclusion.

"So what's your plan?" Zhang Tianyi asked, fiddling with the lid of his teacup.

Lü Liang chuckled dryly, glancing at Zhang Chulan beside him with a slightly guilty look in his eyes:

"The original plan... was proposed by that old bastard Yuan Tao."

"He deliberately called Brother Chu Lan to spread the word. He wanted to take advantage of Brother Chu Lan's eagerness to find out the truth of what happened back then and lure you to Sichuan."

Lü Liang's voice grew softer and softer as he spoke.

“We originally thought that once you got up the mountain, you would definitely clash with the Tang Clan. Those people from the Tang Clan have explosive tempers, and once you started fighting, all the Tang Clan's experts would definitely be drawn to them.”

"Then, our elite troops took advantage of the moment when the defenses were weak and sneaked into the forbidden area to see Xu Xin."

"The main strategy is to use a feint to the east while attacking the west, and to fish in troubled waters."

After listening to this detailed plan.

Zhang Chulan's lips twitched.

He now completely understands!

I've been used as cannon fodder to draw enemy fire!

That old bastard Yuan Tao, he's really cunning!

but!

When Zhang Chulan turned to look at the composed Zhang Tianyi, the anger in his eyes instantly turned into admiration.

Quanxing was hatching a plan, intending to use them as pawns.

The results of it?

Their own advisor took the initiative and not only led the team to move into the Tang Sect in a swaggering manner, but also planted a high-level spy within the Quanxing Sect beforehand!

Now, the entire organization's trump cards, plans, and personnel distribution are all in the mastermind's grasp!

This is clearly a classic case of the eagle catching the chicks; they've already figured out the mice's plan!

Zhang Chulan and Wang Zhenqiu exchanged a glance.

Without hesitation, the two gave Zhang Tianyi a big thumbs up.

"high!"

Zhang Chulan's face was full of admiration, and his voice was firm and resolute.

"Master, you are truly brilliant!"

Chapter 191 Grandfather and grandson put on a show: How could we force someone to dig up our ancestral graves?

Lu Liang sat in his chair, watching Zhang Tianyi and Zhang Chulan, grandfather and grandson, playing riddles, and chuckled along with them.

He rubbed his hands together, and a faint blue aura appeared on them.

"My God, what you're looking for is actually quite simple."

Lu Liang leaned forward, his tone revealing a hint of eagerness.

"If you think the Tang Clan is too complicated and finding ghosts is too much trouble, you might as well leave it to me!"

Zhang Tianyi glanced at him: "Leave it to you? What do you plan to do with it?"

"Search for the soul!"

Lu Liang patted his chest, and the blue light in his hand spun even more enthusiastically.

"My current Soul Clarity Technique is a complete upgrade. Just give me a chance, and I can grab a few Tang Clan disciples on guard duty, or even those in charge, and slap them on the forehead!"

"In less than three minutes, I'll expose everything about them: what they ate, what they spit out, and what wicked thoughts they had on their minds!"

"Isn't this much faster than you guys playing riddles here?"

Upon hearing this suggestion, Zhang Chulan's eyes twitched twice.

Goodness, the thought processes of the Quanxing demons are indeed simple and crude.

"Snapped."

Without even hesitating, Zhang Tianyi slapped the ball of Qi in Lü Liang's hand, scattering it away.

"Stop with your underhanded tricks."

Zhang Tianyi leaned back and rolled her eyes in annoyance:

"Do you think this is your Quanxing's vegetable market? You can just flip whose head you want?"

"This is the Tang Clan! They are a prestigious and righteous sect with a history of over a hundred years. I'm here as a guest, not to confiscate their property."

"Sending a Quanxing heretic to search the souls of Tang Clan disciples? If word gets out, where will I put my face? Where will the Celestial Master's Mansion put its face?"

"This isn't helping, it's like pouring water into a frying pan, trying to make sure there's enough frying going on, huh?"

Lu Liang shrank back when he was slapped and quickly put his hands back in his pockets.

He acted impulsively, wanting to take credit, but upon closer reflection, he realized it made perfect sense.

If Quanxing were to search Tang Sect's headquarters for souls, Tang Miaoxing would be furious on the spot!

"Yes, yes, yes, God is right. I was too hasty and narrow-minded."

Lü Liang stood up and bowed very respectfully.

"Since you know what's going on here, I won't get in your way. Those people outside are waiting for me to go back and report."

"Go."

Zhang Tianyi waved his hand casually:

"Go back and tell that old man Yuan Tao that Zhang Chulan has been provoked into a rage and is running around the Tang Sect like a headless fly."

"Act more convincingly, don't give yourself away."

"Alright! Just you wait and see!"

Lü Liang grinned, turned around, and walked to the door.

Like a slippery night owl, it swiftly disappeared into the darkness outside.

……

Early the next morning.

The atmosphere in the council hall of the old Tangmen campus was unusually tense.

Tang Miaoxing sat in the center, his eyes bloodshot, clearly having not slept all night.

Zhang Wang, standing next to him, had a dark expression on his face. He held a teacup in his hand but didn't take a sip for a long time, almost crushing the teacup in his hand.

Last night, they personally interrogated the disciples guarding the inner treasury with the most severe interrogation.

They even used the Tang Clan's secret lie-detecting medicine.

turn out.

These people really don't know anything.

Not only that, from last night until now, all the disciples of the Tang Clan who have the authority to access the inner treasury have been thoroughly searched.

All activity tracks have been verified.

Got nothing.

Clean and tidy.

"Master, this is really strange."

Tang Ming, who was in charge of the investigation, walked in, looking extremely exhausted.

“I’ve watched the video footage from the monitoring room frame by frame. There are no signs of it being edited or tampered with.”

"During that specific time period, the image turned into static, and then returned to normal after a while. It was like... some kind of strong electromagnetic interference, or some kind of mysterious formation that leaves no trace."

"fart!"

Zhang Wang finally couldn't hold back any longer and slammed his teacup heavily on the table:

"Our Tang Clan's inner vault is entirely surrounded by special insulating and Qi-resistant materials! Where would the electromagnetic interference come from? Where would the strange formations come from?!"

"This is clearly an outsider who is extremely familiar with our internal structure, who has sneaked in!"

Zhang Wang gritted his teeth, frantically sifting through his mind:

"Could it be those rats from Quanxing? Or a spies sent by Feng Zhenghao from Tianxiahui?"

"Junior brother, calm down."

Tang Qiushan, who was sitting on the other side, gently tapped the table.

His usually calm face was now filled with deep confusion.

"The possibility of an outsider sneaking in is extremely low. Don't forget, all areas near the inner treasury must be inspected."

Upon hearing this, both Tang Miaoxing and Zhang Wang fell silent.

Yes, how could outsiders possibly escape the investigation?

Tang Qiushan paused, his tone becoming somewhat hesitant.

"Sect Leader, we've searched both the outer and inner sects. But..."

"Did we miss something?"

Tang Miaoxing's gaze sharpened: "Where?"

"Tang Tomb".

The moment Tang Qiushan uttered those two words, the air in the hall seemed to freeze for a moment.

"Inside the Tang Tomb, there's still a group of disciples in seclusion. If there's anyone in our Tang Clan who can evade all surveillance and know everything about the inner treasury's mechanisms..."

"Then it can only be the people inside."

"impossible!"

Without even thinking, Tang Miaoxing refused outright, her reaction unusually strong.