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Day One.
In the Langtian Domain, numerous cultivators from various cities flocked to Sand City to witness the Inspection Hall’s inquiry into the three great immortal clans. The streets and alleys were bustling with people, shoulder to shoulder.
There weren’t many fools around; most understood that the destruction of the Tianheng Grand Sect had little to do with the three great immortal clans. It was just a scapegoat.
Even if they knew, no one dared to speak out. If word got to the Inspector, it could mean death…
In these times, it’s best to mind one’s own business.
No one could afford to provoke a powerful entity like the Inspection Hall.
In short, Sand City had never been this lively.
Day Two.
The crowd in Sand City reached its peak, and all the taverns in the city were packed.
Some even spent a fortune in Spirit Stones to book an entire tavern, then sold the rooms at high prices, making a killing.
With not enough taverns, countless cultivators had no choice but to sit in the open in the central square or on the streets, chatting idly as they awaited the third day.
As for Ambrose Lu and Old Turtle, they had settled near the central square the previous day.
Worried that Ambrose might be disturbed, Old Turtle had generously booked an entire tavern.
Many cultivators who wanted to stay in the tavern sighed at the extravagance.
But no one caused trouble; first come, first served, and there was nothing to complain about if someone had the money to book an entire tavern.
However, Ambrose had Old Turtle let those people in, as there were still many rooms available.
Old Turtle reluctantly complied, and the cultivators moved in.
Hearing that Old Turtle was treating them, the cultivators were deeply moved and grateful.
Many were there to make Spirit Stones, but this hunched old man not only didn’t raise prices but even let them stay for free?
What a great person.
If it were them, they would have taken advantage of the situation to make a profit.
To this, Old Turtle merely said, “What a joke. If my master hadn’t let you stay, Grandpa Turtle wouldn’t have invited you bunch of trash.”
The cultivators’ faces turned a bit sour… How arrogant!
But they held back, thinking of Ambrose.
Hmph, for the sake of your master, we won’t stoop to your level, old man!
Day Three.
Sand City had noticeably quieted down.
Many mortals had shut themselves in at home, not venturing out today.
While cultivators wouldn’t harm them without reason due to the Immortal Code, the battles between cultivators were terrifying. If mortals were accidentally caught in the crossfire, they could be injured or killed.
So, it was better to stay home, even though they were curious about the commotion.
The cultivators exchanged knowing glances; today was the day the three great immortal clans would be questioned.
“The three great immortal clans are here!”
Someone’s low exclamation quickly spread through the streets and alleys.
Soon, countless seated cultivators stood up, those in the taverns poked their heads out of windows, and some even flew into the air to get a better view.
In the next moment, hundreds of powerful auras streaked over the city walls of Sand City, heading straight for the central square!
“Those must be the Clan Leaders and Elders of the three great immortal clans! Let’s go, hurry to the central square to get a good spot!”
“Daoist Friend, don’t rush. I’ve already had someone save some spots. Let’s go together!”
“Good brother!”
“One mid-grade Spirit Stone, non-negotiable.”
“Get lost! I’ll just kill the person occupying the spot and take it for free. I thought you were being kind, but you’re just a scalper, pfft!”
“………”
In the tavern.
“Master, the three immortal clans have arrived. The inquiry is about to begin.”
Old Turtle knocked on Ambrose Lu’s door and respectfully reported.
“Mm.”
With a creak, the door opened.
Ambrose stepped out and headed downstairs.
Old Turtle chuckled and followed with an arrogant swagger.
He loved playing the fool to catch people off guard.
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The central square of Sand City was vast.
It could easily accommodate tens of thousands of cultivators, but today, it seemed a bit cramped…
Many cultivators couldn’t squeeze in and had to watch from afar, either from the edges or from the rooftops of taverns, or even suspended in mid-air.
Everywhere one looked, there were people.
At this moment, the central square was eerily quiet, with all the cultivators maintaining a surface-level silence.
However, the density of private transmissions in this space was likely extremely high.
Hundreds of figures from the Chu, Huang, and Chen immortal clans stood silently in the center.
Chu Lang, Harold Huang, and Jack Chen stood at the forefront, with the high-ranking members of their clans and some direct descendants with their followers behind them. Chu Xiruo and Nathan Zhang were also among them.
In the next moment,
Five figures appeared in front of the three great immortal clans, four men and one woman, all dressed in black and gold uniforms, standing tall with bronze badges hanging from their waists, engraved with three characters:
——Inspection Hall!
The square noticeably stirred at this moment, but quickly suppressed the commotion.
Chu Lang and the others exchanged glances, their eyes flashing as they led the elders of the three clans in bowing and calling out in unison,
“Greetings, Inspector Lords!”
The lead female Inspector narrowed her long eyes, a dangerous glint flashing through them, and said coldly, “Rise.”
“Thank you, Inspector Lords.”
Once the three great immortal clans had risen, Zhao Ling continued,
“I’m sure you all know why you’ve been summoned here today.”
Seeing the Inspector get straight to the point, the square grew even quieter, everyone watching intently, waiting to see how things would unfold.
At this moment, Ambrose Lu and Old Turtle stood quietly among the crowd, watching silently.
“Grandpa! You’re here too, what a coincidence!”
Suddenly, a voice transmission reached Old Turtle’s mind.
Old Turtle raised an eyebrow and turned to see the skinny man he had met at the noodle shop three days ago… He had thought this kid had potential back then.
“Good kid, you sure know how to use ‘Grandpa’ to your advantage.”
Old Turtle glanced at him and transmitted back.
The skinny man gave a sheepish smile, then curiously glanced at the cyan-clothed man standing in front of Old Turtle. He could tell that this wealthy hunched old man clearly followed the cyan-clothed man’s lead.
He had noticed this at the noodle shop.
At this moment, in the central area, Chu Lang stepped forward and said in a firm voice,
“Inspector Lords, twelve years ago, the Tianheng Grand Sect was reduced to ruins. As the only one-star sect in the Langtian Domain, our three clans did not have the capability to pose a threat to it, let alone destroy it in an instant. We ask the Inspector Lords to see the truth!”
Zhao Ling, expressionless, waved her hand and said coldly, “No need to say more. I have only one question today: in this Langtian Domain, besides your three clans, who else could pose a threat to the Tianheng Grand Sect?”
Hearing this, Chu Lang slowly clenched his fist inside his sleeve. He was naturally hot-tempered and knew that today would not end well, so he grinned and said,
“So, the Inspector Lords are determined to frame us?”
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