the crowd below erupted in an uproar!This kid… he's so skinny, isn't he going up there to die!The six competitors who were stronger than him before had all been easily defeated by Dong Qi, let alone h...Ling Bu Fan's eyes flickered, filled with hesitation and struggle.

"Mr. Dao, I want to ask first, why do you ask about the Heavenly Ring Temple" Ling Bufan asked with a grave expression.

"Because a monk I know is connected to the Heavenly Ring Temple," Fang Yu said.

"Is this cultivator a member of the Heavenly Ring Divine Temple" Ling Bu Fan's face changed, he asked.

"No... he was being chased by the Heavenly Ring Temple." Fang Yu replied.

As soon as these words were spoken, Ling Bu Fan's expression changed drastically. He shouted in a high voice: "What! Being hunted down by the Heavenly Ring God Temple!"

"Yes, and it is said that they are being hunted by the Heavenly Ring Temple within the Five Desolations." Fang Yu nodded calmly.

"Five, the Five Desolate Heaven's Ring Temple united to hunt... me, my god!" Ling Bu Fan was so shocked that he stuttered, "You, your friend, what did he do to attract such a disaster! "

"I didn't say he was a friend, just an acquaintance," Fang Yu smiled. "As for what he did... I can tell you, he killed the master of the Dong荒 Heavenly Ring Temple."

"What!"

Ling Bufan suddenly stood up.

By now, he could no longer keep his composure.

Even his gaze towards Fang Yu carried a hint of wariness.

That's the Heavenly Ring Temple!

The only consequence of provoking the Heavenly Ring Temple is one word.

Die!

And it's not just about my own death, but everyone involved...will die!

This is the Temple of Heavenly Ring.

"Mr. Dao Yu, the cultivator you mentioned, wasn't he Zhao Chengfeng from five hundred years ago!"

At this time, Ling Jianshan from behind spoke up.

Zhaochengfeng!

That's the name!

Ling Bufan also remembered this.

Five hundred years ago, the name Zhao Chengfeng was the subject of much discussion among the cultivators of Wuhhuang!

For so many years, the only one who has slain the master of the Heavenly Ring Temple… is this one!

"Yes, it's him." Fang Yu replied.

As he spoke, a smile played on his lips as he looked at Ling Bufan.

And Han Miaoyi beside him was also staring straight at Ling Bufan.

Ling Bufan knew he was behaving out of character, lacking the composure expected of the head of a top family in Dayuan Prefecture.

Then, he forced an awkward but polite smile and sat back down in his chair.

"That's right, Dao Master. When it comes to the Heavenly Ring Temple, no matter where you go or who you ask, the answer you get will probably be the same," Ling Bufan organized his thoughts and said, "It is a very mysterious and dangerous force."

How long they existed, no one knows.

The only thing that's certain is that every cultivator who has ever offended the Heavenly Ring Temple throughout history…has died an extremely tragic death. Not only did the cultivator themselves perish, but also every member of their bloodline, every individual in their faction, and even their closest friends…all met their end as well.

"Speaking of which, Ling Bufan paused for a moment and continued, “And their deaths were all very strange. They didn't just vanish instantly, but would suddenly die in some public places. As for the manner of death...they bled from all seven orifices, their internal organs were gone, leaving only their skeletons and a layer of skin..."

"The Zhao Chengfeng you mentioned, who killed the head of the Eastern Waste Heavenly Ring Divine Temple five hundred years ago. That was a huge event at the time, and I've heard about it too."

But considering the Tianhuan Temple's style, what Zhao Chengfeng did, and it has already been five hundred years... the hope of survival is slim.

Fang Yu nodded and said, "I'm not interested in knowing whether Zhao Chengfeng is still alive now. I just want to know more specific information about the Heavenly Ring Temple."

For example, where is their main base in the Southern Wasteland, what is the name of their leader, and what kind of power do they wield...

The key to successfully implementing a strategy is the ability to effectively communicate it. This involves clearly explaining the goals, actions, and expected outcomes of the strategy to all stakeholders. Effective communication ensures that everyone understands their roles and responsibilities, which leads to increased buy-in and commitment to the strategy's success.

Ling Bufan shook his head and said solemnly, "Master Dao, I apologize for the boasts I made earlier. Regarding information about the Heavenly Ring Shrine... I truly don't have much. What I just said is basically all I know. And this force, our Ling family dares not provoke too much, lest we invite disaster."

"Understood," Fang Yu replied.

At this moment, a maidservant had arrived with the second pot of blood-red flower juice, ready to pour it into Fang Yu's cup.

"No need to pour, just give it to me." Fang Yu extended his hand and took the jade pitcher.

Then, raise your head and drink it down in one gulp.

This scene left Ling Bu Fan and Ling Jin Shan beside him dumbfounded.

They didn't know that blood flower juice could be drunk like this...

"This water must taste really good! Otherwise, the owner wouldn't be drinking it non-stop! I have to find a way to try it!" Han Miao Yi thought to herself as she watched this scene.

After finishing another pot of tea, Fang Yu felt the qi flowing through his meridians moving even faster.

Before, there was only one week's worth of time. Now, ten weeks can flow by.

And the little golden man at his dantian was radiating brilliantly, its light almost piercing through his skin.

"This blood red flower is indeed a good thing, I should get some more." Fang Yu thought to himself.

"Mr. Dao, for any information besides that of the Heavenly Ring Temple, if I possessed it, I would certainly provide it to you. If not, I would help you investigate and believe results will come soon." Ling Bu Fan came back to his senses and said, "But this Heavenly Ring Temple... I truly dare not touch it. After all, if something were to happen, it would involve the entire family."

"Our Ling family just does small business, we don't have the guts to..."

"Your Ling family's business isn't small, is it Ling's Auction House has branches all over Nanhuang, and soon it'll be opening in the other four regions too, won't it" Fang Yu smiled.

"Sigh, it's just about making a living. I really want to expand to the other four wastelands, but it's not that easy." This was exactly what Ling Bufan wanted to discuss. His eyes lit up as he said, "To expand to the other four wastelands, you must have the support of powerful forces in the Great Desolation."

"To come into contact with such forces... would be far too difficult for us."

"Actually, I can help you with that." Fang Yu smiled faintly.

Ling Bu Fan's eyes widened, and he exclaimed with delight, "If it could truly be so, then nothing could be better!"

"However, we need to formalize our cooperation," Fang Yu said. "It's best to sign an agreement or something. You help me with intel gathering, and afterward, I'll connect you with people in the Northern Desolate. That way, your Ling's Auction House can definitely establish a firm foothold there."

"No problem!" Ling Bu Fan immediately agreed excitedly.

But here with Fang Yu, the sentence now feels like an empty promise.

In fact, he believed this favor wasn't difficult to grant. If the Ling Auction House were truly going to open in Behuang in the future, it should be a very simple matter.they can activate the Sect-Protecting Treasure set up by Emperor Chen as long as over twenty people simultaneously crush the Soul Forging Pearls.And now, the head of the sect has fallen into their han...