"Tsk, tsk, Boss Lu, you are so awesome!" Xuan Pang smacked his lips with an expression of admiration.
"Brother, the investigation you asked me to investigate has come to fruition." Lu Yue smiled faintly and continued.
"Zhuge Mu, the master of the Holy Sky Sword Pavilion, should be in the late fifth-grade realm."
"In addition, the Holy Sky Sword Pavilion has two deputy pavilion masters. One of them was killed by Emperor Qian last time in Kunlun Mountain. The remaining deputy pavilion master's cultivation level is the fourth level supreme."
"In addition, their high-end combat power is concentrated in the inner and outer sect elders. There are about thirty supreme realm cultivators. The most powerful ones are the third-grade supreme ones."
"F*ck!" Xuan Pang cursed: "Are you so strong?"
"Yeah!" Lu Yue nodded slightly and then added: "However, last time I was killed by my eldest brother in Dongzhou, and five or six of them died in Kunlun Mountain a few days ago."
"Okay!" Xuan Pang's mouth twitched slightly: "Boss Lu, have you checked whether they have any antiques that haven't been produced for a hundred years?"
"This shouldn't happen." Lu Yue shook his head.
"Their last Pavilion Master died ten years ago, and the current Pavilion Master should be the most powerful now!"
"Very good!" Ling Hao narrowed his eyes slightly.
Then, he turned to look at the judge and asked: "Has the sect address of Shengtian Sword Pavilion been settled?"
"Done!" The judge nodded in response: "In a mountain range in the southeast area, the location coordinates have been determined."
"Yes!" Ling Hao nodded: "Send the coordinates to Canglang and Qinglong and ask them to meet us nearby."
"Okay!" the judge responded loudly.
"In addition, first dispatch a group of brothers from the Shadow Sect to set foot in the area." Ling Hao explained again.
"Copy that!" The judge nodded again and asked, "Brother, do you want to ask Ming Tian and Yun Fei to join us?"
"No need!" Ling Hao shook his head.
"Capital City has been busy with the Polar Snow Region and the World Warrior Competition recently. They must be very busy as well. Don't let them miss work."
"Understood!" He responded decisively, took out his cell phone and dialed Canglang's number.
Around five o'clock in the afternoon.
The four figures of Ling Hao appeared on a slightly empty mountainous area in the southeastern region of Daxia.
"Brother!" As soon as the four of them got off the helicopter, Canglang, Suzaku and their group came up to them.
"Yeah!" Ling Hao smiled and nodded.
Afterwards, everyone walked to the foot of the mountain a few kilometers away. According to the coordinates, the sect compound of Shengtian Sword Pavilion was on that mountain peak.
"See Dragon Lord!"
After walking for a while, a shadow gate deputy inspector led ten brothers over quickly and bowed to salute.
"No need to be polite!" Ling Hao raised his hand: "How is the situation? Is there anything unusual?"
"Reporting to the Commander-in-Chief, it is understood that today should be the sixtieth birthday of the Master of the Shengtian Sword Pavilion, and many sects and aristocratic families have sent people here." The deputy inspector responded.
"Oh?" Ling Hao was stunned for a moment and then smiled lightly: "What a coincidence?"
"Is there anyone from the super sect?" Lu Yue asked.
"Currently we only know about the people from the Yin Yang Temple, and we haven't learned about the others yet." the deputy inspector responded.
"Is there someone from the Yin Yang Temple? That's just right!" Ling Hao smiled again and asked, "Where are the other brothers?"
"They're all on the mountain!" the deputy inspector said.
"Ask all the brothers to withdraw and guard a few trailheads." Ling Hao said.
"Yes!" The deputy inspector nodded and turned around and left with the ten brothers.
"Let's go up and celebrate the birthday of their pavilion master!"
Ling Hao then led Lu Yue and others to the Zongmen Archway not far away.
