Big Data Cultivation

Chapter 1059: 1059: Oversight

Chapter 1059: Chapter 1059: Oversight

Hong Bafang’s face turned pale while Feng Jun’s darkened with anger: So all of you were in the know and just playing me, the fool?

However, upon further thought, Luo Shuchen did give him a hint. He had asked: “Can you cure the curse?”

Compared to Luo Shuchen’s candidness, Hong Bafang was more conservative—or rather, lacking information. “Master Lu said, our Master is unwell, seeking a doctor’s consultation, and also mentioned that Mount Zhige is quite mystical…”

It turned out that Lu Wanfeng was a direct disciple of Master Sumiao, a level above the ordinary in-house disciples, responsible for carrying on Master Sumiao’s teachings. He has already ascended to the fifth stage of the Detachment Realm.

When he heard that his master intended to find a Loose Cultivator for treatment, and he himself did not hold Wutai in high esteem—even if it was a recommendation from Master Busheng—he felt it was mediocre and insisted on investigating the matter himself.

His mistrust gave Hong Bafang a false impression—that he was sent by the Taiqing Sect to inspect the situation.

This misapprehension could not be said to be entirely false, but after Hong Bafang briefly understood the situation at Mount Zhige, he lost himself—there were quite a few anomalies here, and even if it was just for Master Lu, he had to manage the task with excellence.

While handling the matter excellently, why not increase his own income in the process… Wouldn’t that be wonderful?

With this in mind, coupled with confidence in his own strength, he stealthily infiltrated Mount Zhige—rather than making an official visit.

There’s no need to discuss the malice in his actions; even if he did not pay formal respects, shouldn’t he avoid lurking around in the middle of the night?

On this point, Hong Bafang couldn’t win in arguments, and besides, were the two of them in any mood to listen to his excuses?

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