Deities: Starting From Goblins
Chapter 1435 - Chapter 1435 Chapter 780_2

Chapter 1435: Chapter 780_2 Chapter 1435: Chapter 780_2 The short and pudgy man heavily sighed at one side, taking up the conversation: “Yes, who would have thought that his training trip would unexpectedly involve matters related to the Holy See. It’s unclear which part went wrong, but the news got out. Initially, the Sect intended to conceal this for the Young Master since, after all, the fewer people knew about this, the better.”

The lanky man frowned, his face full of helplessness: “But, our Sect isn’t exactly united. Some Elders, for their own benefits, secretly leaked the news to other forces. They thought that if they could gain advantages from these forces, their positions within the Sect would be more secure.”

“That’s just too much!” Logan reacted with feigned shock and angrily said, “Just for their personal gain, they sold out the Young Master; what kind of behavior is this! And you fellow disciples, just watch and do nothing?”

The short and pudgy man gave a bitter smile and shook his head: “What could we do? Those Elders hold high positions and great power; us insignificant ones, who dares to say anything? Moreover, they warned that whoever prattles will be treated as betraying the Sect.”

The tall man agreed: “Yes, everyone is afraid of bringing disaster upon themselves, so we can only pretend to know nothing. Now, the Young Master has been captured, and there is panic within the Sect, everyone unsure of what to do.”

Logan nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping back and forth across their faces, then continued to ask: “So now, the Young Master has been captured by these forces; what measures have they used to interrogate him? Have you heard anything?”

The lanky man exchanged glances with the short and pudgy man, a hint of hesitation in their eyes. The tall one licked his lips and whispered, “I heard, those forces are ruthless. They’re using severe torture and various magical treasures to torment the Young Master, all to make him reveal the whereabouts of the Holy See and news of the Supreme Treasure of the Monster Beast Clan.”

The face of the short and pudgy man showed unbearable pity: “Our Young Master is tough, he hasn’t given in until now. But continuing like this, how can he endure…”

At that moment, a gust of night wind blew, causing the campfire flames to shake violently and making the atmosphere in the camp even more oppressive. Logan, thoughtfully watching the flickering flames, secretly calculated how to use this information to rescue Lowen Shingo.

The night grew deeper, and the chirping of insects around them surged, playing a unique nocturne. The short and pudgy man took up the tall man’s words, his face full of emotion, heavily sighing as he spoke, “Ah, speaking of which, our Young Master’s luck is truly miserable. Going out for training was originally a good thing, his realm greatly improved. Had it not been for these troubles afterward, his position in the Sect would definitely have been more secure, naturally succeeding the Sect Leader’s position.”

As he spoke, he helplessly shook his head, the firelight making the wrinkles on his face seem even deeper: “But who could have predicted, because of the downfall of two Sanctuary Powerhouses, our Young Master got involved for no reason. Now, who can we even reason with?”

The lanky man also nodded continuously at the side, his face showing some indignation: “Yes, the fall of those two Sanctuary Powerhouses has already caused a major uproar, with various forces secretly investigating to gain benefits. Our Young Master just happened to be in the middle of it all and was used as a breakthrough point. Those forces didn’t care about the truth, they just assumed our Young Master knew something and directly captured him.”

Logan slightly furrowed his brows, pretending to be puzzled and asked, “But even if the Young Master was nearby at the time, he might not necessarily know the details about the downfall of the Holy See. How could those forces be so sure?”

The short and pudgy man scratched his head, saying, “This is quite strange. It’s said that on the way back, the Young Master’s whereabouts were discovered, and some strange signs appeared around him, seemingly related to the rumors of the Holy See’s downfall. We lower-level disciples aren’t quite sure what those signs were, but word spread like this, and those forces targeted our Young Master.”

The tall and skinny one continued, “What’s even more infuriating is that there are people within our Sect who are collaborating with those powers, revealing Young Master’s whereabouts and some details. If it weren’t for a traitor inside, Young Master wouldn’t have been so passive.”

Logan listened thoughtfully, a fleeting glint of light passing through his eyes, and he continued to question, “Now that Young Master has been captured for so long, does your Sect really have no means of rescuing him? Just watching helplessly as he suffers in the hands of those powers?”

The short, plump man and the tall, skinny one exchanged a glance, both showing a helpless expression. The short, plump man spread his hands and said with a bitter smile, “We also want to save Young Master, but those powers are too strong, our Sect is no match. Moreover, the internal situation in our Sect is also a mess right now, the Elders all have their own agendas, there’s no way to pull together and rescue Young Master.”

At that moment, a cold wind blew past, causing the campfire to roar and sparks to scatter. The trees around the campsite swayed in the wind, rustling as if they too were sighing over the ordeal of Lowen Shingo.

The night deepened, the surroundings eerily quiet and somewhat oppressive. Occasionally, the low growling of Demon Beasts from afar added to the tense atmosphere. The short, plump man leaned closer to Logan, his expression grave and his voice lower, “At first, Young Master really didn’t know anything, our whole Sect didn’t take this matter seriously, completely letting down our guard. Who would have thought, despite all caution, the enemy within is hardest to guard against!”

He paused, a flash of anger and unwillingness crossing his face, “After a private interrogation by the Elders, Lowen Shingo’s Guardian Protector confessed everything. Now, the matter has spread like it has wings, and can no longer be hidden.”

The tall and skinny one stomped his foot in frustration, taking over the conversation: “Those Elders are foolish! Initially, they had no plans to disclose anything, just wanting Lowen Shingo to hand over the Supreme Treasure and opportunities first. They were certain that Young Master’s rapid advancement in Realm this time must have been due to the opportunities from the Beast King and Heavenly Saint Daoist.”

“That’s baseless speculation!” Logan interjected with surprise and discontent, “How can they treat their own Sect’s Young Master this way based solely on speculation?”————–

The short, plump man helplessly waved his hand, “Exactly! But the Elders hold power and high positions, who can easily refute what they believe? At that time, Young Master was both shocked and angered, saying he hadn’t received any Supreme Treasure or opportunities, but the Elders didn’t believe him and even increased their questioning.”

The tall and skinny one frowned, recalling the situation, “So it was a standoff, but the rumors outside were getting intense. Other powers, not knowing where the rumors came from, started to show up at our door. The Elders panicked, yet were unwilling to give up on those potential Treasures, still wanting to save face in front of other powers, and thus they made things even worse.”

Logan slightly narrowed his eyes, pretending to be puzzled and asked, “So what about now? With things having developed to this point, the Elders must have some strategy, right?”

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The short, plump man shook his head with a bitter smile, “Strategy? They are all in disarray now. Some Elders still think about collaborating with other powers to share the spoils; others want to preserve the Sect’s reputation and push all the blame onto Young Master. Poor Young Master, still suffering in the hands of those powers, and we, as disciples, are extremely anxious but utterly powerless.”

By this time, the campfire had gradually dimmed, the darkness seemingly consuming the small campsite bit by bit, much like the dire situation of Lowen Shingo, increasingly difficult, while Logan’s gaze became increasingly firm, twinkling with contemplative light in the darkness.