Chapter 825 - The First Trap (1/2)

Lin Mu heard the information given out by Elder Weimin and Jing Luo and thought of something.

”The sects that came here… they have other intentions for it, don't they?” Lin Mu said.

”What do you mean?” Jing Luo questioned.

”How many people failed to escape when the disaster happened?” Lin Mu asked.

”Hmm… it is said to be about half of them.” Jing Luo replied.

”No… it's far more than that.” Elder Weimin suddenly said.

”Oh? Do you know something else, elder?” Lin Mu asked.

”Officially, it was said that half of them had died, but the reality was different. The sects had secretly sent more cultivators, including some of their high elders, to the tomb. There are rumors that the disaster that happened was because of those that entered it secretly.

They managed to do something that caused a failure in the formation arrays and that resulted in the disaster. Of those that entered secretly… none of them ever returned.” Elder Weimin replied.

”This… then just how many percent does that become?” Jing Luo asked, feeling surprised.

As far as he knew, his own clan hadn't taken part in it when the disaster was said to have happened. His grandfather was still the patriarch back then and had chosen to avoid sending his people to the tomb because of the ongoing conflicts with the northern tribes.

There were many orders that they needed to fulfill, thus they could not go then. But when the news about the disaster spread, everyone in the clan couldn't help but take a breath of relief.

”If we consider the number of people and add both the ones that entered official and the ones that did so secretly… the numbers of people that never escaped is at around 90%.” Elder Weimin answered.

”No wonder…” Lin Mu said as the things started to make sense to him.

”The sects are in such a hurry not because they want to be the first to enter… but because they want to claim whatever was lost by their people five hundred years ago.” Lin Mu stated.

Elder Weimin nodded his head, and Jing Luo furrowed his brows.

”Did the Noon Grass sect take part in this, too?” Jing Luo asked in concern.

”We did, but only in the official aspect. And the ones that entered were just disciples and two elders. Nearly all other than one of the disciples managed to escape. The elders failed too…” Elder Weimin answered.

”Hmm… the elders sacrificed themselves, didn't they?” Jing Luo asked.

”They did indeed. One of the elders was the junior brother of patriarch Hua too. He was struck by grief when that happened. It was also one of the reasons why we withdrew even more from the secular world.” Elder Weimin replied.

Lin Mu walked ahead and spread his spirit sense as much as he could before speaking.

”I guess this is our chance at some redemption then. We will rescue Elder Liqiang and if it's possible we will reclaim the remains of the two elders as well.” Lin Mu stated.

”The sect will be in your debt, Junior Lin Mu.” Elder Weimin said with his hands cupped.

Even if he called Lin Mu a junior, he knew that it was only temporary. Elder Weimin himself was only at the Shell Genesis stage of the Dao Shell realm, and Lin Mu might overtake him soon enough if his growth stays the same.