Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant - Chapter 279: 61 Confession... Beginning!_1

Chapter 279: Chapter 61 Confession… Beginning!_1

Within the secret chamber.

Zheng Yuanhua’s face fluctuated violently.

Countless thoughts rise and fall in his mind.

In the end, he gritted his teeth and sent out a sound transmission talisman.

Soon, a cultivator in ochre robes walked in.

Seeing Zheng Yuanhua’s empty sleeve on the right side, his face changed abruptly,

“Envoy Zheng, you, you are…” he stammered.

“Immediately notify everyone to stop using Spiritl Ear!”

“And everyone leaves their current positions! For the next three days, change your course at any moment!”

With resolution decided, Zheng Yuanhua revealed himself as the leader of the Yin God lineage should be, urging with a sense of strategy and insight.

The ochre-robed cultivator was slightly confused at first, but soon seemed to understand something and widened his eyes,

“Envoy Zheng, could it be…”

“What you’re thinking is correct. Zong’er was taken away from me this time! I cannot shirk this responsibility. Later, I will go to apologize to the divine envoy of Class III immediately. For now, as the cultivators of the Tianmen Cult have mastered Zong’er, our most pressing matter is to strive to preserve our manpower!”

Seeing the ochre-robed cultivator with an open mouth, still immersed in shock and unable to react.

Zheng Yuanhua suddenly growled, “Are my words meaningless?”

“No! No!”

“I’m going! I’m going now!”

The ochre-robed cultivator finally woke up and hurried away.

The secret chamber soon quieted down again.

Zheng Yuanhua was restless, anxiously pacing back and forth in the chamber.

He hadn’t felt so uneasy in a long time.

If his storage ring was truly opened by the Immortal Master of the Nascent Soul, the joke would be on him.

If the other side discovers Zong’er, this operation of the Yin God lineage is likely to fail utterly!

After all, apart from the Divine Envoys of Class III, almost all of the cultivators of Incense Fire Dao Class II in the whole Chen State have left the soul aura in the Spiritl Ear.

The other party just needs to follow the soul aura and can swiftly kill all of the Incense Fire Dao of Class II. Without these pillars, it would be impossible for the Incense Fire Dao to control a country.

“No! I can’t hide this anymore! I must immediately inform the Divine Envoys of the Class III.”

After much consideration, Zheng Yuanhua finally made this extremely difficult decision.

Even though this move may invite punishment from the Divine Envoys of Class III, as the leader of the Yin God lineage in Chen’s campaign, he is not one to shirk responsibility.

But more importantly, he sensed a deep sense of crisis.

If he hides the situation for fear of being blamed, he might lead to the failure of the entire operation.

Once the operation fails, he won’t get a second chance.

On the contrary, if he can limit the losses in time and make great contributions in controlling Chen State, it could be his chance to turn the tide.

These thoughts flashed quickly in his mind.

And he has caught the most correct path.

With that in mind, without any hesitation, he rushed to the Thousand God Tree, grabbed several drops of Divine Dew, took them in haste, and then immediately stepped on his flying magic tool, heading south.

Under the all-out effort of the top-grade Class II flying magic tool, he quickly arrived in front of a canyon.

The canyon was full of blooming flowers with the sound of gurgling water, creating a serene and poetic environment.

Zheng Yuanhua paid no attention and quickly set into action with the magical seal.

Soon.

A massive formation slowly emerges above the stream and the flower garden.

The stream and the flowers are quickly shattered and vanished like fragile reflections.

All that they had just seen was an illusion!

In the meantime, a loud and clear voice like a morning bell rang from the formation,

“Zheng Yuanhua? How come you’re here all of a sudden?”

“Didn’t we say not to disturb us unless it’s urgent?”

Zheng Yuanhua hurriedly bowed with utmost respect, feeling guilt,

“Divine Envoy Gong, I am here because there is important news to report.”

“Hmm, important news… go ahead.”

Divine Envoy Gong pondered for a moment before speaking.

“Yes!”

Zheng Yuanhua immediately explained the whole story.

Of course, he deliberately emphasized the strength of the cultivator of the Tianmen Cult and the massive impact on the situation.

Not only was he defeated, Li Canghai also suffered at the hands of the adversary.

In short, his tragic defeat seemed somewhat justifiable.

After listening to Zheng Yuanhua’s narration, the several Class III beings inside the formation were enraged.

“You worthless thing! We originally thought you were steady and reliable, hence entrusted Zong’er to you. But you were so careless!”

“If this delays the acquisition of the True Sutra, I will personally turn you into a Yin Ghost!”

“Damn it! If Zong’er falls into the hands of Ning Daohuan, it will be troublesome!”

A series of reprimands made Zheng Yuanhua’s flushing face turn green.

But these were all cultivators of Class III, he didn’t dare to show any complaints, and endured it honestly.

At this time, Gong, who had initially greeted Zheng Yuanhua, spoke up,

“Enough, gentlemen. Zheng Yuanhua suffered such defeat, in order to avoid us getting disturbed. He had no personal intentions, nor was he reckless.”

“Besides, the most important matter now is discussing how to handle it, instead of assigning blame.”

When Gong spoke, the others had some objections but did not say much further.

“My take, even if all the cultivators of Foundation Establishment are killed by Ning Daohuan, we have nothing to fear. We, the six of us, have been creating this device for so long, it’s high time we used it!”