Douluo: A Century-old Legend I Am the Second Uncle Chenxin

Chapter 711: Xuan Ye Pavilion! Xuan Tian Jiu Ye (Part )

Nanye Kingdom, Xuanye City.

The headquarters of Xuan Ye Pavilion is located in the bustling area of ​​the city, among which the most eye-catching is Zhai Xing Pavilion.

Standing high up in the Zhaixing Pavilion, you can enjoy the magnificent view of the city at night. Looking up, the star-studded night sky seems to be within reach; looking down, thousands of lights are twinkling under your feet, like a sea of ​​light.

At this moment, on the top floor of the Zhaixing Pavilion, a long table stretched across the middle.

On both sides of the table sat people with different temperaments, three on the left, four on the right, plus the two sitting on the main seat at the top, making exactly nine people.

These nine are the powerful figures in Xuan Ye Pavilion, and their inherited title is - Xuan Tian Jiu Ye!

Perhaps they were discussing confidential matters, or perhaps they were savoring the rare tranquility and beauty, forming a profound and mysterious picture.

"Everyone, this is the detailed account of the battle at Bu Ren Building that day." The second middle-aged man on the right had a handsome face. He spoke slowly, tapping lightly on the table with his fingers.

This person, with the inherited title of Feng Ye, is the leader of the Fengmei Department, one of the four auxiliary departments of Xuan Ye Pavilion's intelligence department.

Across from him, the second Starry Night Douluo on the left raised his eyebrows when he heard this. He smiled and said, "Meng Ye, your old friend is really capable. He killed and injured thousands of soul masters by himself, and teamed up with Chen Yu and Ximen Wenhua to shoot down that old fox Situ Taiyuan with one arrow."

The female spirit master sitting at the end of the right seat had a beautiful face and a graceful figure. She chuckled and said, "Xingye, you know that the Yang family is known for its strong fighting power. It is said that one person can fight against millions of divisions."

"As the current head of the family, isn't it normal for Jingxue to behave like this? Moreover, the three-in-one tactics of the three royal families have long been feared by the world."

"I have reported to you that none of you here have ever seen this trinity. Apart from the Pavilion Master, who else among us can handle this power?"

Xingye nodded when he heard this, and turned to Mengye and said, "Mengye, the success rate of the nine goddesses of your generation in achieving Titled Douluo is really high. Six of them have already achieved it."

Meng Ye smiled slightly, with traces of time in her eyes. She sighed softly, "We grow old, and our looks fade easily. We can only focus more on our cultivation and sit on this titled position."

Xingye's eyes gently swept across Mengye, his lips slightly pursed, without saying a word. There was an unspoken tension in the air.

"Puchi." At this time, the handsome young man sitting below Feng Ye laughed out loud. He was wearing a blood-red cloak and gorgeous clothes. His fingers flexibly played with the sharp knife in his hand, revealing an unruly temperament.

"Sister Mengye, the title is indeed a piece of cake for you."

Meng Ye flicked his wrist and said, "Xue Ye, if you can't speak, don't speak."

Xue Ye surrendered, "Okay, okay, okay, I won't speak."

“Feng Ye, didn’t you get any news in advance?” The tall figure third from the left asked in a deep voice.

Feng Ye shook his head and said, "No, Jiang Ye. These were all directly discussed by the heads of the various families in Douhun City. With the Elders' Meeting as a cover, we had no way of knowing in advance."

"These family heads are all old foxes. Compared to the last catastrophe, their methods have improved a lot."

The first person on the left was a thin middle-aged man with a frown on his face. "Every failure is a learning experience. Did that old man Situ Tai really die?"

His voice was low and magnetic, and every word seemed to echo in the air.

Feng Ye heard this and shook his head, with a hint of complex emotions in his eyes, "Xuan Ye, this matter is hard to predict. On that day, he was taken away by several family heads, and his life or death is unknown." Jiang Ye was standing aside, laughing heartily, with a playful arc on the corner of his mouth. He clapped his hands and joked, "Haha, our subordinate Feng Mei, who is known as the 'third in the world', also has unclear moments? Could it be that your intelligence network has also learned to play hide-and-seek, and occasionally leaks a few things?"

Feng Ye's expression changed slightly when he heard this. His eyes instantly became as sharp as an eagle's. He quickly glanced at Jiang Ye and said angrily, "Jiang Ye, your mouth really stinks today. Be careful not to say too much. I'm afraid you'll make mistakes. I'll dodge your unforgiving mouth."

But Chang Ye didn't care. He shrugged and said with a smile, "Oh? Are you angry because of shame? It seems that I touched your sore spot."

Feng Ye shook his head helplessly, his eyes rolled slightly, and then he rolled his eyes: "Isn't it just that I won a soul bone from you last time in a bet? It's not that serious."

Jiang Ye pretended to be exaggerated and shouted: "It's really that serious! That's a 50,000-year-old soul bone, an extremely rare treasure. You set a trap for me and made me lose so badly that I can't breathe."

Feng Ye muttered in a low voice: "Dog skin plaster."

Then he turned his gaze to Xuan Ye, his expression regained its calmness, and he said slowly: "Xuan Ye, although my Fengmou is spread all over the market, in addition to our Xuan Ye Pavilion, this Fengyue place is also no problem, and can even sneak into the shadows of major forces silently."

"But the connections between those family heads are independent and difficult to penetrate."

Meng Ye frowned when he heard this and asked, "What do you mean by 'self-contained'? Do they have another systematic channel besides Fighting Soul City?"

Feng Ye nodded, and after thinking for a moment, he continued, "Indeed."

"I have read the files and found that many times in the past their actions were almost synchronized, and our wind media were completely unaware. If this happens too often, it is not normal and it is definitely not accidental."

"After this consideration, I am almost certain that there must be a private communication channel between these family heads that we are not aware of, and it is extremely secretive."

He paused, and gently shook the intelligence scroll in his hand as he spoke, "However, in my opinion, there is a high possibility that Situ Taiyuan is alive."

Xingye spoke at this time, his voice was cold and certain, "He is definitely not dead."

"We can get a glimpse of the clues from the sequence of their actions. First, they used the Trinity to control the world, and then used the martial soul fusion skill to dominate."

"Baxia can suppress a region and capture people alive. How can such means easily make the target disappear from the world?"

Hearing this, Xuan Ye frowned, as if he was thinking of something in the past that he didn't want to touch upon. "Then, won't the catastrophe from last time be revealed?"

Feng Ye sighed softly, his eyes far-reaching, "At the beginning, my Xuan Ye Pavilion chose to stay out of it in order to avoid unnecessary involvement. Even if they investigate, it can't be linked to us. Now, we can only wait and see, and I hope the storm will calm down soon."

The handsome young man raised his eyebrows and looked up, "Feng Ye, has your Feng Media Department found anything else?"

Feng Ye turned around lightly, his eyes met with Xue Ye's, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Hey, Chief Steward Xue Ye, even you, who is the iron wall of security, are interested in these trivial matters? Do you think the peace of Xuan Ye City is also threatened?"

Xue Ye's fingers gently stroked the exquisite knife in his hand, and the knife light danced on his fingertips. "Although I am not keen on their grievances, don't forget that the Dark Ghost City and our Xuan Ye City are only a finger's distance away on the map. Any disturbance may affect us."

Feng Ye's expression straightened up, and he slowly said, "The next day, Bu Ren Building underwent a huge change. Ming Jia appeared out of nowhere and took over the position of the building owner."

"In addition to being busy rebuilding on top of the ruins, two days later, he quickly arranged several high-level assassination missions in an attempt to restore the prestige of the Buren Building."

(End of this chapter)