Deities: Starting From Goblins

Chapter 723: Chapter 437: Weak Buddha Hunting Manual_1

As soon as Logan and his two companions returned to the Western Wasteland, they received shocking news: the three Great Saints of the Holy See in Cloud Sky had perished mysteriously without leaving a single message behind.

It was clear someone had acted in secret, but despite lengthy debate among the dozens over the past couple of days, no one could come to a logical conclusion as they continuously shifted the blame onto one another.

The death of three people was definitely a major event. Logan had originally planned to quickly start refining the Holy Life Elixir upon his return, but now, this had to be put aside as it was imperative to thoroughly investigate the circumstances surrounding the demise of the three.

Logan suspected that this was not merely a matter of personal grudge but likely involved someone with a hidden agenda. His first thought was the Demon Beast Secret Realm; could it be that someone from there had come to sow discord?

Logan and Holy Daoist walked aside and discussed for a long time. They decided the first step was to examine the bodies of the three Great Saints, hoping to find some clues from the corpses, as each person’s method of attack was unique.

Afterward, the pair approached the fallen three. Logan scrutinized them for a long time but couldn’t determine the cause of death, nor could he discern any fatal wounds; it was as if these people had suddenly passed away.

“These dozens of saints have always been together; if someone had made a sudden move, those three would have noticed, and the others would have come to their aid immediately. Why then did no one know the truth?”

“Could it be that the murderer struck by stealth, seizing the moment when no one was paying attention? These three Great Saints are not easy to deal with; what means did the killer use to deliver a fatal blow without leaving a wound and even preventing the three from reacting?”

Logan paced back and forth, feeling the situation was quite tricky. If there had been a wound, they might have been able to identify suspects by examining its nature. Now, the bodies were completely unharmed.

Compared to Logan’s distress, Holy Daoist on the side waved his hand: “It’s not that complicated; it’s certain that the killer is not an outsider, and must be someone the three trusted, which led to this tragedy.”

“Therefore, in my view, we should investigate the friends of the three and where they were when the incident happened, whether there are any witnesses, as this would be the most efficient way to identify the murderer.”Nôv(el)B\\jnn

“That’s a move we can make, but hasn’t the murderer thought of a way to address this over the past two days?” Logan shook his head. If the murderer had dared to act, they must have prepared a foolproof plan, capable of muddying the timeline.

In fact, Logan also understood that these dozens of saints were never harmonious at heart; many had grievances with one another. But during the time for refining the Holy Life Elixir, anyone with sense would choose to endure, for what grudge is worth more than extending one’s life span?

Therefore, the person who acted must have done so not out of revenge, but as a last resort. Holy Daoist’s idea of checking personal relationships wouldn’t work; they might as well check who had acted most suspiciously in the last few days.

What reason could there be that compelled someone to act, even at the risk of failing to refine the Holy Life Elixir? Did the murderer not care about their own lifespan? Perhaps someone else instructed the murderer, offering an increased lifespan as a bargaining chip.

However, in Logan’s memory, only two forces had such ability: first were the people from the Immortal Realm, but after the Earth Profound Sect’s destruction, the Immortal Celestial Gate had its own troubles and surely no time to meddle in these affairs.

Even if they were to step back by a margin, Logan had a good relationship with the Immortal Realm’s forces; thanks to his intervention, peace was restored there. With such ties, they would certainly not secretly conspire here.

The other was the Demon Beast Secret Realm; their act of abducting Wexler Daoist showed they were not keen on the appearance of the Holy Life Elixir and did not wish for the dozens of saints to extend their lifespans, evidently hoping for the saints to perish.

But if they were secretly fueling the conflict, did they truly possess a way to extend lifespans? Otherwise, it would not be enough to demagogue, to compel someone to assassinate the three Great Saints. The Monster Beast Clan was known for being fickle, with little credibility to their name.

The Demon King could have acted against Logan in the Secret Land but chose to let him go instead, which suggested that the Monster Beast Clan probably hadn’t sent the murderer.

Wexler Daoist coughed and felt the two were overly cautious. Instead of endlessly analyzing, it would be more practical to gather all the dozens of saints together since they had been around the last couple of days and likely held some clues.

Logan nodded, and called together all the saints: “With the sudden loss of three Great Saints, we are unaware of the culprit’s motives, or whether they will strike again. Therefore the urgent matter is to drag the perpetrator out into the open.”

“So I ask everyone to be forthcoming, without any omissions. This also concerns your own safety; if someone can kill three Great Saints, they can target any of you—you should all be aware of this.”

“The three saints died abruptly, and the whole incident is too bizarre. How exactly did this unfold? Can anyone come forward to recount the events objectively, preferably without personal speculation?”

Under Logan’s gaze, one stepped forward: “Let me share what I know. I’m one of the older ones among the dozens, with only three months of life left. Before the Holy Life Elixir is refined, I certainly don’t wish to stir up trouble, so I’m definitely not the murderer and am on good terms with everyone.”

“Approximately a few hours after you two left, we dozens dispatched ten to guard the materials; the others either chose to cultivate or roam the Western Wasteland. Consequently, it was difficult for us to provide alibis for each other.”

“Everything seemed peaceful, but on the second day, we were horrified to discover that three of the ten guardians of the medicinal materials had vanished. We immediately searched the vicinity and found the three within less than a mile, but sadly, they were already dead beyond recognition.”