novelraw Chapter 392: Wang Qians Downfall
Chapter 392: Wang Qians Downfall
“Master Jie Tan, did Sect Leader Chong Yang really say that?”
Sect Leader Wu Sang’s expression revealed doubt.
The Heavenly Sword Sect had a large number of disciples, yet few means to earn spirit stones, leaving their lifestyle quite constrained. The last time during the grand tournament of the Cultivation World, Sect Leader Chong Yang’s sword tassel was so frayed it resembled a feather duster, yet he hadn’t replaced it. Now, he was suddenly willing to donate four spirit cores without compensation?
Such rapid progress in character seemed a bit unbelievable.
“Monks do not speak falsehoods. This old monk does not lie.”
When Master Jie Tan wore a serious expression, his stern demeanor commanded respect.
Sect Leader Wu Sang’s doubts dissipated. If Sect Leader Chong Yang were present, he’d likely rush over, grab him by the collar, and roar, “How do you plan to survive?!” Forcing himself into a grand display and dragging others down with him? Truly incredible!
The agreement was simple: the Five Elements Dao Sect contributed eight spirit cores, and one of the two sects, the Heavenly Sword Sect, provided four cores. Now, how much should the remaining sect contribute?
The question wasn’t profound, but Sect Leader Wu Sang refused to answer. If he did, he’d find it difficult to forgive himself for years to come.
“Give me some time to consider it,” he said with difficulty. Not allowing Master Jie Tan another word, he hurriedly summoned someone to escort Master Jie Tan and Yu Zhao to rest.The person he called was none other than the Young Sect Master of the Green Wood Sect, Mu Ye.
When Mu Ye entered, she winked playfully at Yu Zhao, then respectfully invited Master Jie Tan to follow her to their quarters.
On the way, Yu Zhao transmitted a message to Master Jie Tan through Sound Transmission, “When did you inform Sect Leader Chong Yang?”
Master Jie Tan calmly replied, “I merely said these words were from Sect Leader Chong Yang. I didn’t specify when he said them.”
Having already spoken, Sect Leader Chong Yang would have no choice but to deliver four spirit cores, whether he liked it or not.
Yu Zhao twitched slightly at the corner of her eye and silently mourned for Sect Leader Wu Sang, who had been deceived, and Sect Leader Chong Yang, who was about to be deceived.
After escorting Master Jie Tan to his room, Mu Ye burst out, jumping and hugging Yu Zhao excitedly.
“Sister Yu, it’s been so long! How did you break through again? Amazing!”
“You’re not bad yourself. I’ve even heard about your feats while I was away.”
“Really? Really?”
“Of course,” Yu Zhao replied sincerely.
In recent years, Mu Ye’s reputation in the Cultivation World had grown significantly. It wasn’t just her title as Young Sect Master; her mastery of alchemy and profound knowledge had solidified her fame. Her self-created Yin-Yang Dual Pill Technique was now the most popular alchemy method in the Cultivation World.
“Sister Yu, you don’t know! Recently, I almost lost my life. Luckily, I was cautious enough to foil his plans.”
“What happened?”
“Do you remember Wang Qian?”
“Yes. Was it him who tried to harm you?”
A sharp glint flashed in Yu Zhao’s eyes. She had long noticed Wang Qian’s petty nature. Anyone who slighted him would become his enemy. She had even warned Mu Ye to be wary of him. It seemed Mu Ye had taken her advice to heart.
Mu Ye gritted her teeth in anger as she recounted the events.
After losing the competition for the title of Young Sect Master, Wang Qian spiraled into madness, demanding everyone address him as “Young Sect Master”. During this time, Elder Wang frequently had to clean up after him.
Despite being slightly less skilled than Mu Ye, Wang Qian’s madness evoked pity among the sect members, who turned a blind eye to his eccentric behavior.
Initially, Mu Ye didn’t believe Wang Qian had truly gone mad and remained vigilant. But over time, her guard lowered, giving Wang Qian the opportunity he needed.
He replaced Mu Ye’s medicinal ingredients at the Medicine Hall. Although the ingredients were non-toxic, he coated them with a colorless, odorless solvent that released a deadly poison when heated.
Fate, however, was on Mu Ye’s side. Feeling unwell before refining the pills, she invited her master, Elder Lotus, to oversee her work. The moment the poison was released, Elder Lotus detected it, swiftly administered an antidote to Mu Ye, and sealed all the contaminated ingredients, submitting them to the sect for investigation.
The sect uncovered the truth quickly. Wang Qian had initially been genuinely insane, but his parents had tirelessly sought medicines to cure him. Once sane, Wang Qian continued feigning madness to avoid suspicion and plotted to eliminate Mu Ye, believing her death would secure his title as Young Sect Master. He tampered with the ingredients, fabricated an alibi, and nearly succeeded, but the sect’s investigation exposed him.
“Wang Qian has been crippled, his dantian destroyed. He’ll never refine pills again. His parents, too ashamed to remain in the sect, left with him,” Mu Ye explained.
Attempting to poison the Young Sect Master was a grave offense, punishable by death. However, Sect Leader Wu Sang showed mercy, sparing Wang Qian’s life in consideration of his parents’ years of service to the sect.
“Wang Qian’s arrogance and self-importance make crippling him far worse than killing him,” Yu Zhao said.
Mu Ye chuckled. “That’s what the Sect Leader said too.”
“He got what he deserved,” Yu Zhao said, her tone serious as she looked at Mu Ye. “I need your help with something.”
“Just say the word, Sister Yu. Whatever you need, I’ll do it,” Mu Ye promised without hesitation.
She hadn’t even asked what Yu Zhao required, assuming it would likely involve alchemy. After all the help Yu Zhao had given her, refusing would be unconscionable. It was time to repay her kindness.
Full of confidence, Mu Ye was startled when Yu Zhao said, “I need you to ask Sect Leader Wu Sang for five spirit cores.”
“Hah, what’s the big deal? It’s just five spirit stones. Why would you need the Sect Leader… Wait. Did you just say spirit cores?”
Mu Ye’s voice trembled slightly, her face filled with shock.
Yu Zhao’s gaze held a trace of sympathy and affection. “You heard correctly. Five spirit cores.”
“Hiss—” Mu Ye inhaled sharply.
Spirit cores! Not common spirit stones but the essence of spirit veins, the progenitors of spirit stones!
Mu Ye swayed slightly, feeling faint. She stammered, “S-Sister Yu…”
Yu Zhao stepped forward and patted her shoulder. “You already agreed. Face reality.”
Mu Ye was on the verge of tears. “I… I’ll do my best.”
“Good. Off you go. I’ll be waiting for your good news.”
“Right now? Isn’t this too soon?”
“It’s not. Time waits for no one.”
With a reluctant expression, Mu Ye left, turning back every few steps.
Yu Zhao looked up at the clear sky. So far, everything was progressing smoothly. The sect elders she had encountered were all reasonable and broad-minded. What had seemed impossible now appeared within reach.
If she could gather the spirit cores, she’d finally uncover whether the formation imparted by the Heavenly Divination Shell was the key to repairing the Heavenly Ladder.
She couldn’t wait any longer!