Gladwin snarled, “She’s the Dark Heavenly Path. Nobody can find her if she chooses to hide.”

Xachary shook his head and said, “We don’t need to find her. She'll come back as long as the Light Heavenly Path is still in our hands.”

Gladwin snarled, “Who the hell brought the Black Lotus out of the Daemon Prison? Is there a mole in our sect?”

Xachary said helplessly, “I’ve already investigated. It’s a disciple of Mount Martialis called Whitaker Xenakis. Previously at Beauregard, he rang the Yuraeceon Genesis Bell six times and got a six-star rating.”

Gladwin squinted and said, “A six-star rating? I thought disciples with ratings above five stars were not required to participate in the third test in the Daemon Prison.”

Xachary replied, “But he came. It’s bizarre. He must’ve taken an elixir to suppress his cultivation rank. Even the Yorean Wind couldn’t detect his rank, let alone Lyla.”

Gladwin frowned and said, “For someone so strange to have infiltrated into our sect, it could only m