Surviving In A Martial Arts World To Become A Saint

"In my view," Zhuang Chi's voice broke the silence, his tone certain, "the objective was almost certainly one of the Dao Chart fragments."

Dao Chart fragments?

Chen Qing quietly repeated that name to himself.

"Hm? Dao Chart fragments?" Huo Tingshan said in disbelief, "Is that thing actually inside the Jingyang Palace?"

"Whether or not this particular item is there, how could any of us possibly know?"

Zhuang Chi's tone remained that same measured, unhurried quality of his, "Secrets of that kind would require at minimum a Warden-level figure to have any right to know about them. You and I are nothing more than Primordial Spirit disciples. The fact that we have even heard whispers of this is already a stroke of luck."

Tang Xu's voice drifted in at that moment, in an almost distant tone, "The Dao Chart fragments are too significant a matter. Even if one truly existed here, the Palace would only ever deny it publicly."

"Otherwise they would be inviting trouble upon themselves, the crime of carrying a precious gem in plain sight. That much is simple enough."

Zhuang Chi added, "This person was in all likelihood a spy for some power, trying to slip into the Jingyang Palace and verify whether the Dao Chart fragment was genuine or not."