Chapter 1961: The Silk Pouch Before Departure!

Inside the Pangu Hall.

Ju Mang and Qiang Liang both stayed behind specifically to screen everyone inside the Pangu Hall.

Before leaving, Luo Fu had already told them that no matter which angle they approached from, they had to fully uncover everything inside the Pangu Hall.

Luo Fu was certainly right.

Luo Fu knew of the grudges between the Fire God Zhu Rong and the Water God Gong Gong; how could anyone else doubt it?

Indeed, the Pangu Hall truly held many unknown secrets.

Ju Mang said: "This time, thanks to Saint Luo Fu, even with our golden eyes and fiery vision, we would never have spotted these things or these people."

Qiang Liang nodded.

The Twelve Ancestral Wus had lived here for so long, yet they never imagined that agents from the Demon Clan and the Beast Clan could have mixed in.

The Beast Clan had planted several spies inside the Pangu Hall, which led to the leakage of the Wu Clan's secrets.

Clearly, the Twelve Ancestral Wus and others had invited Wu Clan members over, but none had reached core positions and thus knew very little.

Once Qiang Liang pulled out these people, he learned their entire network of connections.

With Luo Fu precisely giving them locations and identities, removing all the spies would have been easy—but Luo Fu refused to cheat them like this.

The Wu Clan must rely on their own abilities.

The Wu Clan's strength, capabilities, and other relationships must remain as they are now.

Qiang Liang and Ju Mang understood Luo Fu's intent—even Tian Wu and Weng Zi, who had left, did too; this mission was originally undertaken by Qiang Liang and Weng Zi together.

Yet Tian Wu felt his cooperation with Weng Zi might be better.

After much thought, only the two of them could go.

"Should we go to Mount Kunlun?"

"Going to Mount Kunlun now brings us no benefit, and we don't need to worry about Hong Yun—let's hurry and find the Two Sages of the West."

Weng Zi was dissatisfied.

Before leaving, he had asked Luo Fu, who merely told them to leave it to fate.

If they found him, it would be best; if not, returning empty-handed would not invite punishment.

This time, no matter what Luo Fu said, Weng Zi and Tian Wu were sulking.

Luo Fu had long known about this rift, but he did not send anyone to intervene—he let Weng Zi and Tian Wu resolve it themselves.

All of this stems from the Twelve Ancestral Wus; if Weng Zi and Tian Wu truly act this way, it will affect them all.

The Twelve Ancestral Wus' power remains formidable even now; they understand better than anyone.

"Although we know Hong Yun's location is with Nanji Xianweng, Nanji Xianweng has already taken Hong Yun on the move, and Saint Luo Fu gave us no exact direction."

Tian Wu said: "Brother Weng Zi, if not for you and Second Brother coming with us, we would never have known."

"I know, but we can't just give up, can we?"

"This isn't giving up!"

Tian Wu continued: "When we left, Saint Luo Fu gave me a silk pouch. Inside is a clever plan—he said to open it if we ever reached a disagreement."

Weng Zi glanced at Tian Wu; Tian Wu pulled out the pouch and tossed it to Weng Zi, who caught it and stared at it, lost in thought.