Chapter 82: Kneel If You Don’t Want to Stand
This time, Changwen didn’t make Chen Yin wait long.
Within moments, a large group of people descended from the mountain gate.
Countless Mist Spirit Sect disciples followed behind a row of elders, their aura powerful and imposing.
Among the elders, Chen Yin recognized several faces.
There was Changwen. There was Elder Mo Jie from the Fairy Conference. And there was the Law Enforcement Hall elder who had ridiculed and tormented him in his previous life.
Leading the group was a figure Chen Yin also knew.
He had white hair and a beard, his eyes cloudy yet steady. He wore a simple blue and white robe, emanating an air of an immortal.
…The Sect Master of the Mist Spirit Sect, Wu Xun.
They stopped before Chen Yin and Yu Xiang, the disciples and elders alike staring at them with hostility.
“You’ve finally arrived.”
Chen Yin smiled and glanced at Xu Li, who was still kneeling on the ground, unable to speak. He said softly, “Looks like you get to live a little longer.”
Xu Li glared at him with bloodshot eyes, his face contorted with hatred.
“I am Wu Xun, Sect Master of the Mist Spirit Sect.”
Wu Xun glanced at the kneeling Xu Li, then said in a deep voice, “May I ask why the two disciples from Mount Yu have barged into our main sect so aggressively?”
“I’m here for two reasons.”
Chen Yin said calmly, “First, to hear the truth about the Changli Palace incident and get justice for my Junior Sister.”
“Second, someone attacked my Master on Mount Yu yesterday, and I’m here to demand an explanation.”
Xiang’er gripped Chen Yin’s hand tightly, her eyes wide with anxiety as she looked at the imposing crowd before them.
Wu Xun exchanged a glance with Changwen, then shook his head regretfully.
“Heh, as expected of Immortal Yu Ling’s disciples. A great master produces great students.”
“It’s just a pity that you’re so quick to judge without knowing the full story.”
He said in a clear voice, “We chose to suppress the truth about Changli Palace to avoid disrupting the unity of the righteous path and giving the demonic path an advantage. We didn’t want to publicize such a scandal.”
“Since you demand an explanation, then fine. I will reveal the truth about the Changli Palace incident before the entire sect, in front of thousands of disciples.”
He waved his hand, and a scroll unfurled in the air, floating and rotating slowly.
“Fifteen years ago, while on a mission, disciples of our Mist Spirit Sect happened to pass through Ziqing Province. They discovered that in Ziqing Province, known as a ‘paradise where immortals and mortals coexist peacefully,’ a large number of mortals had vanished without a trace.”
“After investigating, our disciples uncovered a shocking secret!”
“Changli Palace, a seemingly virtuous cultivation sect with a good reputation, had been secretly colluding with the demonic path. Their Sect Master, Yin Changli, was secretly practicing demonic cultivation, sacrificing the lives of countless mortals in Ziqing Province to fuel his own power.”
“They had already seized control of Ziqing Province, spreading rumors to create an illusion of harmony between immortals and mortals. But in secret, they treated the people of Ziqing Province like livestock!”
“If he had succeeded, another merciless demon would have been unleashed upon the world, bringing endless suffering and destruction.”
Yu Xiang’s body trembled.
She bit her lip so hard that it almost bled. A soft whimper escaped her lips:
“No…”
Chen Yin frowned slightly.
“At first, we couldn’t believe that Changli Palace, a fellow righteous sect, would commit such a heinous crime. But after finding irrefutable evidence, our sect had no choice but to act decisively and eliminate this threat before it could spread.”
His voice was powerful and persuasive, stirring the emotions of those who listened.
“So, our sect devoted all its resources to resolving this matter secretly, preventing this shocking scandal from becoming public.”
“It was a bloody and arduous battle.” Wu Xun’s voice was filled with a righteous fervor. “The disciples of Changli Palace had all been secretly practicing demonic cultivation, using human blood and essence to fuel their power.”
“Our sect suffered heavy losses, sacrificing countless resources, before we finally managed to eradicate this evil!”
After his speech, a wave of cheers and applause erupted from the Mist Spirit Sect disciples behind him:
“Bravo!”
“The sect elders worked tirelessly for the sake of the righteous path, seeking no fame or recognition. This is true leadership!”
“I’m proud to be a disciple of the Mist Spirit Sect!”
Yu Xiang’s body trembled even more violently. Chen Yin gently patted her hand and whispered reassuringly:
“Don’t worry.”
Yu Xiang bit her lip, preventing herself from crying out.
“And to prevent the scandal from spreading, our sect never publicized this victory. We only informed our fellow righteous sects and quietly bore the burden of this sacrifice.”
“But we never imagined that a demonic remnant from Changli Palace would survive.”
Wu Xun’s gaze turned sharp and piercing as he looked at Yu Xiang.
“This girl managed to escape that day and was fortunate enough to be taken in by Immortal Yu Ling.”
“If she had repented and chosen the path of righteousness, we, as righteous cultivators, wouldn’t have made things difficult for a young girl.”
“But,” Wu Xun’s voice turned cold, “not only did she refuse to repent, but she also secretly maintained ties with the demonic path and even became their Holy Maiden!”
“At the Fairy Conference, she disguised herself as Yin Mengwan, using her wicked techniques to reach the final and even attempted to kill our talented chief disciple, Shen Shuanglian!”
Murmurs began to spread among the disciples behind them.
“We, the elders, believe that since she’s a disciple of Immortal Yu Ling, it’s her responsibility to handle this matter.”
Wu Xun sighed. “Unfortunately, Immortal Yu Ling has important matters to attend to and doesn’t pay much attention to her disciples. She failed to notice this girl’s evil deeds!”
“And now, she’s even trying to shift the blame!”
“Although we are merciful and don’t wish to embarrass Immortal Yu Ling, we can’t let her point fingers at us. We have to reveal the truth to the world.”
His voice was loud and clear, reaching everyone present. “This is the explanation I offer to my disciples, to the entire world!”
His words ignited the emotions of the disciples behind him. The Mist Spirit Sect disciples erupted in anger, condemning Yu Xiang’s actions.
“Death to the demonic witch!”
“How dare she come here! Today, we will uphold justice and avenge the innocent people of Ziqing Province!”
The overwhelming wave of insults and accusations almost drowned out Yu Xiang. She covered her ears, her body trembling uncontrollably.
“No…”
“It’s not like that…” She mumbled to herself, her nose stinging with tears.
Chen Yin, however, remained calm and composed in the face of the overwhelming hostility, his expression unchanged.
Wu Xun and the elders stared at him intently.
“Young friend Chen Yin,” Changwen said, “You’re the esteemed disciple of Immortal Yu Ling. I know it must be difficult for you to accept being deceived by your Junior Sister, whom you’ve known for over a decade.”
“Why don’t you leave this demonic witch to us? We’ll make sure she confesses everything.”
All eyes were on the two of them.
The elders’ gazes were heavy with suspicion and hostility, while the disciples’ voices were filled with insults and condemnation.
But at that moment, a single chuckle cut through the noise, clear and distinct.
“Pfft.”
The disciples’ voices gradually quieted down, and everyone stared at Chen Yin, who was struggling to contain his laughter.
“Pfft. Hahaha.”
Chen Yin’s laughter was light and carefree, completely out of place in such a serious atmosphere.
Hearing his laughter, Wu Xun narrowed his eyes and said slowly, “What’s so amusing, young friend Chen Yin?”
“Nothing.”
Chen Yin grinned. “I’m just laughing at idiots.”
A brief silence fell over the hall.
Wu Xun and the elders’ faces darkened. Changwen was about to speak, “There’s no need to be so rude, young friend—”
But Chen Yin ignored him.
He turned to Xiang’er, gently ruffled her hair, and said softly, “Don’t be angry.”
“Black can’t become white. White can’t become black.”
“Rules are rules. They’ll learn.”
Yu Xiang stared at him, her eyes filled with tears, and nodded silently.
Then, Chen Yin turned to Wu Xun and said, “I think you’ve misunderstood something.”
“I didn’t call you here to give an explanation to the world.”
His voice turned cold.
“…I’m here for you to give me an explanation.”
Wu Xun’s eyes widened in shock.
But the next moment, a blinding sword light, like a rainbow piercing the sun, cleaved through the sky.
Everyone present could only see a single white streak, so bright that even the sunlight seemed to dim in comparison.
The white streak tore through the sky, leaving a faint crack in its wake.
The next moment…
A deafening crash echoed behind them.
Countless Mist Spirit Sect disciples gasped in horror. Behind them, the massive gate of the Mist Spirit Sect had been split in two, collapsing into a cloud of dust.
The thunderous sound startled the birds in the surrounding forest. The collapsing gate could be seen from miles away.
“This! What is this?!”
“The gate… has collapsed?”
Amidst the shocked cries of the disciples, Wu Xun slowly turned around, his face dark as he looked at Chen Yin.
Chen Yin casually flicked the dust off his Eternal Light sword and said nonchalantly:
“I don’t care if the world accepts your explanation. It’s irrelevant to me.”
“But I’m sorry. I don’t accept your explanation.”
“I gave you a chance.” He slowly raised his gaze, his eyes cold and indifferent.
“…Too bad.”
“Sto—” Changwen, standing behind Wu Xun, was about to shout,
When Xu Li, kneeling on the ground, suddenly let out a pained cry and began to struggle violently. His eyes bulged grotesquely, as if they were about to pop out of their sockets.
The next moment…
A burst of sword energy exploded within him.
A shower of blood splattered onto Chen Yin’s calm face.
And onto Wu Xun’s pale cheek.
“…I’m very disappointed.” His voice was filled with a deep disappointment.
“This is your last chance.”
“Summon your secret division.”
“No one who was involved in the Changli Palace incident will escape.”
“…I keep my promises.” He murmured seriously.
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