Chapter 1597 - Return Gift
Yu Wentai brought more than a dozen guards back to the Immortal Slaughter Palace, and his arrival caught the receiving elder off guard.
"You're only a mere deacon, and what right do you have to see the palace lord?!" the elder barked, his contempt sharp enough to cut. Yu Wentai was only a lowly deacon with no standing in the Immortal Slaughter Palace, and without Duan Li backing him, he didn't even measure up.
"Indeed, I don't have the right to request an audience with the palace lord, but I have news about Liu Wuxie. If you delay this and something happens, can you afford the consequences?" Yu Wentai snapped, narrowing his eyes into a vicious glare that forced the elder to flinch.
After all, the Immortal Slaughter Palace's assets had suffered devastating losses in recent days, and the investigation tied every thread back to Liu Wuxie. Yet Liu Wuxie moved like a slippery eel, shifting positions the moment he destroyed a place, always finding a way to infiltrate it, no matter how tightly they sealed the area.
The Great Conversion Mythical Art terrified them most because it could convert anyone into a devotee.
In the past, Liu Wuxie hadn't dared to convert too many people, given his low cultivation. His main fear had been that he wouldn't be able to keep firm control over everyone.
Ever since Liu Wuxie had comprehended the profundity of unity with heaven and earth, the faith pool had vanished, and the Spring of Faith had replaced it, flowing through his body. That change allowed him to fully condense the Great Conversion Mythical Art and maintain control over a thousand people with ease.
"You can tell me, and I'll report it to the palace lord," the elder insisted, staying wary.
"No. This is too important. Please report it to the palace lord that I request an audience," Yu Wentai said, keeping his face resolute and refusing to take a step.
The elder couldn't force the issue because he couldn't shoulder the consequences if he delayed something truly critical.
"Wait here," the elder instructed. He conceded, but he still glared at Yu Wentai as if he meant to carve the man apart. If the news proved false, he would personally snap Yu Wentai's head off.
Yu Wentai and his men stayed where they stood, and they waited about fifteen minutes before the elder returned.