Ji Xiuran’s hypothesis exceeded everyone’s expectations.
However, no one dared to vocalize any doubts.
Ji Xiuran—the youngest sage in the Independent State…
This man had never been wrong in any of the life-or-death decisions he made regarding the Ji family or his underground syndicates. Not a single one.
Right now, Ji Xiuran’s breathing was a bit chaotic, and his back was bent. He took this opportunity to sit down on a nearby shabby chair.
“Actually, I knew beforehand that the Martial Arts Union wanted to act against me. I merely didn’t want to resist,” Ji Xiuran quietly revealed to everyone.
On the side, Haitang furrowed her brows. When Ji Xiuran was caught, he happened to be having an episode with his illness, so she originally thought Ji Xiuran didn’t have the strength to resist. She didn’t expect that he had never intended to resist and was willingly captured to this secluded prison.
Ji Xiuran’s First God was pensive.
Back then, Ji Xiuran instructed him to infiltrate the Direct Line. He coincidentally discovered this island during a mission and reported it to Ji Xiuran later.
Ji Xiuran originally thought this island was related to the Direct Line and had him sneak in here and pretend to be a captured prisoner.
“Ah-Chen.”
Ji Xiuran turned to the man and quietly said, “You’ve worked hard these years.”
The man shook his head. “Xiuran, don’t say that. In truth, you’ve been collecting intelligence about the Direct Line all these years. The true guardian of the Independent State is you.”
Haitang scrutinized this scholarly man in front of her. It seemed only the words “calm and nonchalant” could completely describe him.
He has done too many, too many things for the Independent State…
“Did you get any information about the Direct Line?” Ji Xiuran inquired.
“I did.” Ah-Chen nodded. “First of all, Nie Linglong became a member of the Direct Line long ago. We can’t underestimate Nie Linglong’s power. She’s extremely ambitious and has obtained quite a lot of power in the Direct Line already… You already know this, Xiuran.”
Ji Xiuran nodded. “Anything else?”
“There’s one more thing.”
Ah-Chen mulled it over for a while before saying, “While I was undercover in the Direct Line, I once saw a mysterious man received by the top higher-ups of the Direct Line. And this man seemed to be very interested in a pair of rings that signified the paramount power of the Rose of Death.”
“A pair of rings…”
Ji Xiuran turned pensive and vaguely recalled that Worriless once showed him two rings…
He himself didn’t know about the origins of those two rings.
Furthermore, he remembered Worriless saying that she was hunted by the Direct Line because of these rings.
Sometime later, Emperor Ji narrowed his eyes. Putting together all those pieces of information, he was afraid the two rings Worriless had were most likely the symbols of the paramount power of the Rose of Death. It was because of this that the Direct Line attacked her.
Everyone knew that all the factions in the Independent State teamed up and eradicated the Rose of Death back then.
Other people might not know the truth, but Ji Xiuran was well aware.
The Rose of Death had been lived through several dozen generations and its power spanned throughout the world, so how could it be completely destroyed so easily?
Back then, the leader of the Rose of Death was killed on the spot, but the majority of the Rose of Death’s power was still scattered around the world.
Legend said that a Rose of Death liaison existed in the Independent State. As soon as the ring that symbolized the paramount power of the Rose of Death appeared, the liaison could contact all the elites scattered around the world to gather together.