After a round of harsh interrogation, Jun Mo Xie naturally extracted the intelligence he needed most at that moment. Of course, this process was far from pleasant for Wang Wei Ran and the other three.

Judging solely by their wide-eyed terror and expressions of wishing for death, one could easily grasp the sheer horror of what transpired.

However, for both Young Master Jun and the members of the Remnant Heaven Soul Devourer clan, taking action against these depraved villains—who were already steeped in wickedness and moral decay—carried no psychological burden; in fact, it was rather satisfying, as they had successfully crippled four scoundrels, removing their capacity to cause further harm...

Jun Mo Xie frowned slightly. The intelligence gleaned from the four men filled him with deep apprehension. According to their confessions, Mo Wu Dao had assigned no less than two hundred assassination targets to the Dongfang Family, and furthermore... every single one of these targets was a formidable obstacle, difficult to tackle under normal circumstances!

Not to mention, some targets were secretly guarded by masters dispatched from the Three Great Holy Lands! Among those two hundred-plus targets, at least thirty were concealed by hidden experts! While this amounted to less than one-tenth of the total, it was still a terrifying number! Only the Three Great Holy Lands could command such a large contingent of hidden masters.

In reality, the Three Great Holy Lands even possessed the capacity to assign a guard to every single target, but such an arrangement would have been far too conspicuous. Only by setting things up this way—where the majority of missions succeed, and only about one in ten fails—could suspicion be averted! Moreover, by continuing this slow attrition, not only would the strength of the Dongfang Family be depleted, but the outside world would find no fault or cause for criticism...

The logic was simple: for an assassin to fail a mission and subsequently be killed only demonstrated insufficient skill—a perfectly normal occurrence. Who would ever suspect the shadow of the Three Great Holy Lands lurking behind the scenes?

Thus, no matter which side was wiped out first, the reputation of the Three Great Holy Lands would remain entirely untarnished!

As for the majority of missions that were likely to succeed, payment was, of course, due. But... it certainly wouldn't be paid by the Three Great Holy Lands pooling their money, because there were plenty of entities eager to foot the bill for them, scrambling to offer the funds! Those who failed to secure the opportunity to pay would likely regret it deeply...

Besides, even if the Dongfang Family managed to hoard all the silver, what good would it do? If the entire clan were wiped out, what use was wealth? In the end, the Three Great Holy Lands could stage a hypocritical mediation, conduct a perfunctory investigation, and claim they were upholding justice by thoroughly investigating the massacre of the Dongfang Family, thereby gaining both prestige and profit! By then, the considerable fortune amassed by the Dongfang Family would inevitably fall into the coffers of the Three Great Holy Lands...

The methods deployed against the Sikong Family and the Duanmu Family were almost identical to those used against the Dongfang Family, differing only slightly, and since the former two were significantly weaker, they required even less effort, especially as they were already suppressed to the point of near collapse...

Understanding all of this, Jun Mo Xie couldn't help but shake his head and sigh deeply: Mo Wu Dao, the Palace Master of the Hidden Immortal Palace, was truly a genius at employing overt schemes! Following his plan, not only would revenge be exacted, but favors would be incurred, grudges settled, and the entire affair concluded with a perfect blend of fame and fortune...

Good heavens, was the term 'genius' even sufficient praise for this level of calculation?

Jun Mo Xie had always considered Li Youran to be exceedingly despicable, possessing truly masterful tactics, believing perhaps no one in the current era could surpass him—even admitting he himself couldn't contend with Li Youran in terms of sheer cunning. But looking at this now, there were truly greater minds out there; this Palace Master of the Hidden Immortal Palace shouldn't even be brothers with Mo Xiao Yao. This fellow was clearly the spitting image of Li Youran—a true twin, perhaps even the elder brother...

However, what truly troubled Jun Mo Xie was that while these four understood Mo Wu Dao's general plan, they were unaware of precisely which targets harbored hidden masters. This was understandable, given the vast number of people involved; it wasn't information they cared about, so it was natural they wouldn't recall it. Moreover, Mo Wu Dao would never entrust them with too many specifics...

Anxiety began to surge in Jun Mo Xie's heart, and he silently prayed that the Dongfang Family had not yet commenced their operations. If they had, and any losses were incurred, it would be an irreparable regret, especially concerning his three maternal uncles, who were his mother's closest kin...

Jun Mo Xie rose, his expression turning icy cold. "Full speed ahead to the Dongfang Family."

"Yes!" Baili Luoyun agreed, then hesitated, asking, "Then... these four men!" As he asked, the four captives looked up with pleading eyes; they were truly terrified of death.

"Is that even a question? Are you even an assassin?" Jun Mo Xie scoffed in displeasure. The white robe flashed, and he vanished, his voice echoing from a distance: "Hurry up and finish it; don't waste time!"

Baili Luoyun hastily affirmed his obedience and stated calmly, "Kill them all! Quickly follow the Young Master! Don't delay!" His tone was utterly flat, as if he were merely stating a mundane task like slaughtering chickens or butchering pigs, not discussing the fate of four living men...

The faces of Wang Wei Ran and the other three turned ashen. Just as they were about to shout curses, no fewer than ten long swords pierced through their bodies in an instant!

When Jun Mo Xie arrived, the Dongfang Family estate appeared eerily calm, undisturbed by any ripple.

After announcing his name, he was soon greeted personally by the Third Master, Dongfang Wendao, whose expression betrayed a hint of reproach: "Mo Xie, why did you actually come here? How can you be so reckless, boy? The sole target of the Three Great Holy Lands was always you! Your appearance hands them the perfect opportunity for retaliation! If anything were to happen, what would we uncles do? Even if we were irrelevant, what about your grandmother, your mother? How could you put them through that?"

Though his words were filled with reprimand, a warmth spread through Jun Mo Xie's heart. Forcing down the sudden surge of familial emotion, Jun Mo Xie managed a faint smile. "Uncle, please rest assured. Since I dared to show myself, I obviously possess complete certainty. Otherwise... would your nephew be the sort of impulsive fool to wander about unprepared?"

"Certainty?" Dongfang Wendao snorted. "When I was your age, I was quite certain I could leap to the heavens and pluck the moon! I nearly reached it, didn't I? But could I truly reach it? You, at such a tender age, still smelling of milk, boasting like this—how much hardship have you endured? How much of the world's wickedness have you seen? What do you know of certainty versus arrogance?"

"Uh..." Jun Mo Xie conceded defeat! His Third Uncle was far too direct. However, believing he could reach the moon at that age... that certainty was indeed rather ambitious...

Still, Jun Mo Xie understood perfectly that Dongfang Third Master harbored nothing but genuine good intentions deep down.

Although Dongfang Wendao was aware that Jun Mo Xie now possessed formidable martial prowess, far surpassing his own as an uncle, the current crisis was in no way comparable to the previous disturbances.

Back in Snow Wind Silver City, although the Three Great Holy Lands made a grand display of power, they were still within a manageable scope of resistance. But now, with the full strength of the Three Great Holy Lands deployed, how could the secular world possibly offer any opposition?

In the eyes of the Dongfang Family, no matter how quickly Jun Mo Xie had grown, or how outstanding his current strength was, he could not possibly stand against the fully committed might of the Three Great Holy Lands!

At this moment, Baili Luoyun and the others, who had been slightly behind, arrived at the manor gates. Dongfang Wendao sighed with frustrated disappointment and said helplessly, "Since you are here, stay for a couple of days, and then the three of us will personally escort you back to the Heavenly Punishment Wasteland. Alas, young people truly don't know the immensity of heaven and earth... Huh?"

He suddenly widened his eyes at the last word, staring with bewildered surprise at the sixty or seventy figures behind Jun Mo Xie. He gasped sharply, swallowed several times, and managed to choke out, "You... where did you bring so many masters from? Why do they all look so familiar? It's you people? How did... how did your strength improve so quickly?"

With the discerning eye of Dongfang Third Master, he could immediately recognize that these sixty or seventy strong men before him each possessed strength no less than his own. Furthermore... these were not Xuan Beasts; they were people he recognized!

This wasn't entirely strange; many members of the Remnant Heaven Soul Devourer team had been seen by the three Dongfang brothers before, and some had even received guidance from