Time flew by, and it was now the eleventh month of the year. The Autumn leaves dyed in a variety of colors withered and fell, creating small piles of leaves on the ground.0

Zhou Xuchuan spent all this time using Meng Gang’s records to search for the Dark Heavens Association’s secret base. The Valley of the Phantoms and Xia Wu Sect were helping him analyze the information.0

Several locations had turned out to be false positives. It couldn’t be helped, as these locations were merely Meng Gang’s guesses. After a while, Zhou Xuchuan managed to narrow down the likeliest locations. He picked one and began his preparations.0

"Why, Hyung-nim? Aren't we on friendly terms?"0

Zhou Xuchuan nodded and replied, "Yes, we are."0

"In that case, can’t you just let me be? Why do you have to torment me like this?" Zhuge Shengji asked with tears in his eyes and a pitiful face.0

The members of the secret base raid had been decided—Zhou Xuchuan, Luo Xiaoyue, Little Ghost, and Zhuge Shengji.1

"That’s because we’ll definitely stumble upon mechanisms."0

The art of mechanisms had already faded away into obscurity in the current-day Murim. However, the Dark Heavens Association often relied on it. The Dark Heavens Association's secret bases or caches would definitely have quite a few mechanisms.0

"Mechanisms, you say? You should have told me that first!" Zhuge Shengji exclaimed, his frown instantly morphing into a bright grin. "I guess the Dark Heavens Association does have a discerning eye. Indeed, indeed! You need that level of expertise if you wish to conquer the Central Plains!"1

His evaluation of the villainous group improved at the news of...0