Doomed by Fate, My Sect Urges My Comeback - Chapter 185

Bai Roujing calmed down and asked, “Are you sure she doesn’t know about my existence? That I am the real mastermind behind this? You didn’t mention my name?”

“No, we didn’t!” The man nodded hastily. “We really didn’t say anything! We’ve worked together, so we wouldn’t betray you. You can trust us.”

Bai Roujing frowned, deep in thought.

If Mo Yu didn’t know she was the one behind this, then she wasn’t specifically targeting her? But how could it be such a coincidence? Every time, her plans were interrupted by Mo Yu.

The incident with the disappearing items in the Opportunity Tower still puzzled her. She hadn’t figured out what had happened.

Other matters were less concerning, but even Yu Junhao’s disappearance was outrageous!

She had searched the Opportunity Tower for a long time and couldn’t find any trace of him. No one below the seventh floor had seen him either.

The system, in standby mode, couldn’t actively investigate and had no idea what had happened.

Damn it…

However, she guessed that Yu Junhao must be alive.

If he were truly gone, Wang Zhi wouldn’t be so carefree as to attend the auction.

Thinking this, Bai Roujing suddenly smiled seductively, wrapped her arms around the man’s neck, and kissed him on the cheek.

Instantly, the man was completely captivated.

“Sweetheart, can you keep an eye on Tuo Yue Sect for me?”

The man stared at Bai Roujing, his throat moved, his eyes filled with desire.

That one word, sweetheart, made his heart melt.

“What?”

“Help me find out about Tuo Yue Sect’s direct disciple Yu Junhao. Is he still alive? If he is, where is he? What happened in the Opportunity Tower?”

The man nodded quickly, “Okay, I’ll find out for you.”

“Is there anything else you want to know? I’ve already told my father about collaborating with

Tuo Yue Sect. He has agreed to send me there to cultivate. If I can, I’ll find out more for you.” Bai Roujing’s gaze became even softer, filled with charm, as she wrapped her leg around his waist. “Brother Yan Ke, you’re so kind. How about I reward you before we part?”

The man groaned and carried her inside, striding quickly.

Bai Roujing was pleased with his reaction.

Although Yan Ke’s cultivation wasn’t high and his talent was mediocre, he was still useful.

After their intimate moment, Bai Roujing quietly got up while the man slept, and entered her spatial storage.

Her spatial storage was a reward from the system, currently empty, as she hadn’t added anything interesting yet.

The system’s tasks were too difficult.

From the mission to incite sects to annihilate Tuo Yue Sect, she had been failing continuously.

Then the Opportunity Tower situation led Tuo Yue Sect to become a second-tier sect, causing all her missions to fail.

She could only complete tasks unrelated to Tuo Yue Sect smoothly.

“System, can you give me tasks not related to Tuo Yue Sect in the future? I swear, Tuo Yue Sect is like a cockroach—impossible to kill and only growing stronger.”

She sat cross-legged, aiming to break through to the Golden Core Phase.

Having absorbed the man’s essence just now, she felt on the verge of a breakthrough.

“Host, system tasks cannot be changed. By the way, the next task is ready.”

“In two years, absorb the essence of the Saint of the Zither, Ning Shaoyang.”

“What? The Saint of the Zither? Who is that? Give me some details. If I am to seduce a man, I need some information.”

“Alright, Host. The specific information has been transmitted.”

In the world, there were three Saints: the Saint of the Zither, the Saint of Books, and the Saint of Flowers.

These three men were the finest in the world.

Bai Roujing drooled over Ning Shaoyang’s unparalleled face.

The men in this world were all exceptional—Yu Junhao, Qin Ting, He Wencheng, Qin Lingfeng…

Each more stunning than the last!

“Where is he now? Give me an address.”

Bai Roujing took a deep breath, gathering her spiritual power into her dantian.

“He will attend the Golden Phoenix Village chief’s birthday banquet in two days. This is a perfect opportunity. Host, I’ll send you some zither scores. Quickly learn them. The Saint of the Zither loves interacting with skilled musicians.”

Bai Roujing closed her eyes, focusing on her breakthrough.

“Zither skills? Transmit the knowledge directly to my consciousness. I need to learn this quickly.”

In her previous life, she had only completed elementary school before using her body to make a living. She had never learned these highbrow skills.

But with the system, she didn’t need to learn. The knowledge could be directly implanted in her mind.

How wonderful!

…

On the way to Golden Phoenix Village, Mo Yu asked Qiao Mu about the situation of Golden Phoenix Village and Overlooking the River Port.

These two families were located in the central part of the continent, not divided by Yin Ling Shanzhuang and the Zhen Wu Sect.

Qiao Mu said, “Little Martial Aunt, the largest power on the continent is Yin Ling Shanzhuang.

First-tier sects live in their own small worlds and don’t concern themselves with the continent. No sect knows the entrance to these small worlds.”

“Luo Ri Lou and the Gui Jian Hui each occupy their own territories. The remaining forces are ones our Tuo Yue Sect can recruit.”

The two sat in a luxurious Golden Spirit Boat.

Qiao Mu spread out a map for her to see.

The map showed not only their current continent but also some small islands and archipelagos, with territories marked by different colors.

“Yin Ling Shanzhuang and the Zhen Wu Sect, after developing their forces, focus on their disciples’ cultivation. They rarely appear and never come to the central region.”

Mo Yu nodded in understanding.

This made sense. For a sect, developing its influence would affect its own strength.

The more forces it had, the more cultivation resources it needed to distribute.

Rather than wasting resources on useless people, it was better to focus on improving the core disciples’ cultivation.

These two sects had likely reached a bottleneck and were striving to become first-tier sects. So, their core disciples rarely ventured out, dedicating themselves to cultivation.

The same was true for first-tier sects.

When she was at the Tianji Institute, not only she but all the elders and inner sect disciples spent almost all their time cultivating, all striving for the goal of transcending tribulations and becoming immortals.

But in the end…

Thinking of the outcome, Mo Yu found her past life’s persistence laughable.

This world was a trap set by the Heavenly Dao, all for Bai Roujing.

Why…

So many cultivators spent tens of thousands of years cultivating, only to end up with such a result.