“I finally understand.”
At the same time, Sun Zimei shouted loudly.
This sudden shout startled the nearby young disciple.
Hastily, he asked, “Master, what did you understand?”
“Old man, I understand why the Three-Eyed Bear Demon suddenly disappeared.” Sun Zimei smiled confidently.
“Master, please tell me quickly, who took away the Three-Eyed Bear Demon?” the young disciple asked urgently.
Sun Zimei stood with his hands behind his back, exuding confidence. “Who else could it be? Within a radius of tens of thousands of miles, only our sect’s divine bird, the Seven-Colored Black Crow, has such strength!”
“Ah!”
The young disciple was shocked. “Are you saying that the Seven-Colored Black Crow took away the Three-Eyed Bear Demon?”
“Exactly!”
Sun Zimei chuckled. "The Seven-Colored Black Crow is innately violent and often eats our sect's disciples. It's no big deal for it to change its taste by hunting other great demons now."
He thought more and more that it made sense.
Continuing to smile, he said, “Only the Seven-Colored Black Crow possesses such divine power to hunt the Three-Eyed Bear Demon. It must be like this!”
“But…”
The young disciple blinked, curious. “But where have the other great demons in this mountain range gone? Could the Seven-Colored Black Crow have such an enormous appetite to completely empty out all the demonic beasts in the entire mountain range?”
“This…”
Upon hearing this, Sun Zimei suddenly felt embarrassed.
What the young disciple said made some sense.
The disappearance of one Three-Eyed Bear Demon could be understood.
But now all the great demons in the entire mountain range have disappeared, which is a bit hard to explain.
No matter how much the Seven-Colored Black Crow can eat, it couldn’t possibly devour so many demonic beasts at once.
“Don’t think about it. Old man will go and ask the Seven-Colored Black Crow himself.”
With that thought, he picked up the young disciple again and headed back along the original path.
“Disciple, today you’re lucky. Let your master take you to see how divine our sect’s divine bird is!”
Normally.
Even as the sect’s Grand Elder, he wouldn’t dare to disturb the Seven-Colored Black Crow so easily.
But today, the situation in this mountain range was unusually strange.
Without figuring this out, he couldn’t rest easy.
Now.
The best solution.
Was naturally to ask the Seven-Colored Black Crow in person.
It had always lived in the nest at the back of the mountain, and should be well-informed about the reasons for these demonic beasts’ disappearance.
With questions in mind.
The master and disciple soon arrived at the Seven-Colored Black Crow’s nest.
The nest was extremely large, nestled between two towering ancient trees.
From afar.
It didn’t look like a bird’s nest, but more like a palace!
Sun Zimei approached the nest and signaled for the young disciple to wait quietly.
He himself stepped forward slowly and bowed toward the entrance of the nest.
Then, respectfully, he said, “Younger generation, Sun Zimei, Grand Elder of the Hundred Refinements Sect, brings disciple Fan Jian to pay respects to the divine bird!”
After a moment.
There was no response inside.
“Could the divine bird be taking an afternoon nap?”
Then, he raised his voice and called out again.
This time, still no sound.
Just as Sun Zimei frowned, feeling something was amiss, the young disciple sneakily crept up from behind.
He whispered, “Master, maybe the divine bird is old and a bit hard of hearing. You should speak louder, and it will definitely hear you!”
Sun Zimei glared at him fiercely.
What kind of power did the divine bird possess, how could it be hard of hearing?
“If you dare to speak nonsense again, be careful the divine bird hears and swallows you in one gulp. Even your master can’t save you!”
Frightened, the young disciple Fan Jian quickly ducked his head.
After reprimanding his disciple, Sun Zimei spoke again.
This time, he raised his tone considerably.
However.
There was still no movement.
“Strange!”
Sun Zimei frowned.
Even if the Seven-Colored Black Crow was sleeping soundly, with his loud voice, it should have heard him by now.
And he suddenly thought of something.
These days, it seemed he hadn’t heard the Seven-Colored Black Crow’s calls for a long time.
“No wonder it feels so quiet these days. It’s because the Seven-Colored Black Crow’s calls are missing!”
At this thought.
Sun Zimei immediately strode quickly into the nest.
And as soon as he entered the nest.
He was instantly shocked by the sight before him!
The spacious nest was completely empty, with no sign of the Seven-Colored Black Crow.
But everywhere were messy black feathers of the Seven-Colored Black Crow.
And inside the nest, there were large splatters of blood.
On the nest walls, there were also many scratch marks.
Clearly, a fierce battle had taken place here!
Realizing this, Sun Zimei’s face changed abruptly.
“Master, what happened?”
The young disciple Fan Jian entered at this moment, looking bewildered, asked a question.
Sun Zimei’s expression was stiff. “Our sect’s divine bird… is gone!”
…
Soon.
The news of the Seven-Colored Black Crow’s disappearance.
Spread like wildfire throughout the sect.
Within a very short time, it had circulated among the elders and disciples.
The Grand Elder convened all the sect’s higher-ups for an emergency meeting.
Of course, this did not include the sect leader Shi Qingwu and Yi Feng.
The former was in closed-door meditation.
While the latter was simply ignored by the Grand Elder and others.
They didn’t take Yi Feng seriously at all.
After a whole day of discussion.
Eventually, Sun Zimei and the other higher-ups came to a conclusion… there was a super expert wandering around near the sect.
And this expert’s cultivation had at least reached the True Immortal Tenth Layer!
And the Seven-Colored Black Crow and all the great demons in the back mountain were probably all taken away by this super expert.
Now.
They were not sure whether this super expert was a friend or foe.
If the expert harbored hostility towards the Hundred Refinements Sect.
To be on the safe side, the sect immediately activated Level One Alert and started investigating the matter thoroughly.
In a short time.
The sect was filled with unease.

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