Published: March 3, 2025
As soon as the words fell, Zhuo Mengzhen and Guo Poyun both looked towards Zhang Tao.
The Zhang Clan had done an excellent job of keeping secrets, and Zhang Tao did not leak a single hint. Both of them were equally concerned about these two issues, yet they received no information at all.
Upon hearing the question, Zhang Tao hesitated for a moment. However, seeing the gazes of Liu Yu and the others, he understood that he needed to reveal at least some information.
Without divulging any details, it was impossible for the three to follow blindly; the so-called "greater good" would be of no use. At this point, if he kept silent, the team would not last long before they dispersed.
Although many cultivators were willing to venture into Annan Six Continents for great rewards, it did not mean they were willing to risk their lives for it. The dangers were too great and the path ahead was uncertain, so most cultivators would choose to give up.
After a brief silence, Zhang Tao carefully considered his words and slowly spoke:
"After leaving Changnan City, we will head to a small town, where we will stay until the time for action arrives."
"This town..."
According to his words, after leaving Changnan City, they would head to a small town called "Broken Gold City."
This city did not have excessively rare resources and had only a few decent second-tier mines within a hundred miles. Therefore, the strength of the demon cultivators stationed there was not strong, and there were no shape-shifting demon cultivators present.
The demonic race stationed in "Broken Gold City" was known as the "Blood Bat Clan," which was merely a mortal demonic bloodline.
Although their population was large, the number of third-stage demon cultivators was limited to only three, making it easy to hide.
"As for when we will take action..."
At this point, Zhang Tao hesitated again, as this was a significant matter.
If the news leaked, the consequences would be unimaginable!
But facing the three expectant gazes, he finally spoke:
"It has been two thousand nine hundred and ninety-two years since the last 'Royal Court Meeting' of the demons, and the next one will begin in eight years."
"The Royal Court Meeting of the demons lasts at least six months each time."
"The time for our action will be three months after the Royal Court Meeting begins, but the exact timing depends on the notification from above."
Under pressure, even though Zhang Tao was cryptic about the details, he still managed to reveal some information.
After all, in the current Annan Six Continents, the Zhang Clan could mobilize limited forces and needed to unite those they could.
Even so, he only provided a rough idea and chose to be vague about specific details.
Neither Zhuo Mengzhen nor Guo Poyun was satisfied with this outcome.
However, their "average strength" was not enough to warrant special attention from the Zhang Clan, and their words did not hold much weight.
Thus, they could only subtly direct their gazes towards Liu Yu, hoping he would continue to press for more information.
"Mm."
Upon hearing this, Liu Yu lightly nodded, ignoring the gazes from the two, and did not pursue further.
He understood that continuing to ask would yield no results.
The information Zhang Tao provided was likely the limit.
After all, the matter at hand was too significant; even for golden core cultivators, it could be described as earth-shattering.
A cultivator like Zhang Tao, with such rich life experiences, couldn't possibly be unaware of the importance of the information. He could not reveal more, and pressuring him further would be futile.
It was better to know when to stop and not damage the rapport.
"In that case, let's set off."
"Once we arrive there, fellow cultivators will come to assist us."
Seeing that the three did not continue to inquire, Zhang Tao quietly breathed a sigh of relief and spoke with a smile.
"Whoosh, whoosh."
Then, four beams of escape light quietly flew close to the ground, disappearing into the heavy wind and snow.