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Dantai Qingrun's explanation was undoubtedly the most reasonable.
The Netherworld authorities in Zhenjiang marshaled the forces of nearly half of Qing State's Netherworld, plotted a Corpse Puppet Chaos, and still had to swallow their pride and lay low for a century.
Lingxu Tower, despite having all the advantages of time and place in its hundred-year struggle with the Netherworld, repeatedly suffered setbacks. If there were no other forces behind the scenes lending a hand, wouldn't the very idea of a vigilant tower be a joke?
"Have you investigated the recent activities of the forces within Lingxu Tower?" Lu Qingshan asked.
"Of course, I've spent most of the past six months doing just that," Dantai Qingrun nodded, gesturing to the dazzling array of Jade Slips on the table. "Recorded within these Jade Slips are the major and minor events that have occurred over the past century among the sects and families within Lingxu Tower that have some standing."