Outside the Scrolls Room, Xiao Yi walked in slowly.
Beneath the mask, his heavy expression seemed somewhat uneasy.
Inside the Scrolls Room, heaps of intelligence dossiers were stacked like mountains.
Of course, each one was enveloped in a barrier, only accessible with sufficient authorization.
Xiao Yi held the title of Chief Steward, and in this Scrolls Room, he could open nearly eighty percent of the intelligence dossiers.
With a look of anticipation, Xiao Yi began to take out dossier after dossier.
"Nothing."
"Nothing."
"Nothing..."
Xiao Yi skimmed through rapidly, and within a few hours, he had perused most of the dossiers here.
Xiao Yi paused, then gritted his teeth and continued to flip through them.
More than an hour later.
Xiao Yi stood there in a daze.
He slowly put down a dossier in his hand, which was the last dossier.
"Nothing, again nothing, ha." Xiao Yi suddenly laughed.
However, the laugh was somewhat sad and complex.
His gaze swept over the last few racks of dossiers.
Those were the ones he did not have the authority to open.
But he no longer held hope, nor did he believe there would be any findings inside.
All he wanted to check were just ordinary intelligence messages of a sect.
"Ha." Xiao Yi laughed again.
It was a bitter laugh.
In fact, he had anticipated this.
Still, as he had thought, all he wanted to check was ordinary information of a sect, such as names, locations, etc.
And not the detailed intelligence or secrets of a sect.
This hardly counted as anything confidential.
The Scrolls Room of the Asura Hall had none; the Wind Shattering Hall’s Scrolls Room had none; even the Demon Hunting Hall’s Scrolls Room had none.
Demon Hunters were scattered across every corner of the world.
The intelligence capability of the Demon Hunting Hall was truly remarkable.
Yet here, there wasn’t a single shred of information.
Perhaps the intelligence at this Main Hall was still too little; if he reached the Main Hall, he would surely find some news.
A thought flickered across Xiao Yi’s mind.
But he shook his head.
He believed that the Demon Hunting Hall Main Hall could certainly uncover any intelligence worldwide.
However, it was no longer necessary.
For the past half month, he had almost tirelessly hunted demons, merely to obtain a result.
A result he had long anticipated, but did not want to give up on, still clinging to a shred of hope.
This result, he saw, had no information within the Main Hall.
As for the Main Hall, it was no longer necessary to go.
Just the name of a sect, its location, this ordinary information made a Main Hall devoid of intel.
This already indicated the sect’s extraordinary nature.
This proved that this sect far surpassed this level.
In conclusion, even if the Main Hall truly had information about the Holy Moon Sect, it would be dossiers with authorization levels far higher than his.
Thus, he would need to have the title of Sub Hall Master or even Main Hall Master to possibly access it.
The titles of Main Hall Master and Sub Hall Master in the Central Region required daunting achievements.
The likes of Senior Li He, Senior Lei, whom he had encountered, were all over several centuries old.
Each had ventured in the Central Region for many years, completing countless tasks to accumulate enough task points and achievements.
If he could possess such titles, possessing such earth-shattering strength, would there still be a need to specifically investigate?
By the time he reached that level, some secrets might already be known or even encountered.
However, how much time would that require?