Heavenly Profound Sect, Main Hall—
After asking about many matters, Yun Lianxing swept her gaze around before turning to Zhou Yashi and asked, “Hmm? Why don’t I see little Hun Yu? Could it be he’s grown so much I don’t recognize him anymore? I still remember that mischievous little rascal climbing onto my back, shouting at me to take him flying! And now that he’s all grown up, he doesn’t even come greet me first?”
This question left everyone stunned. All eyes turned toward Zhou Yashi’s group. Zhou Yashi and the others were momentarily dumbfounded. No one expected that the first thing the Grandmaster would ask about was Hun Yu. For a moment, they stood frozen, not knowing how to respond.
Seeing the silence, Yun Lianxing raised her brows and said, “Tch, so this is what they mean when they say people forget you when you’re gone. Though you still show me respect, it’s not the reverence you once had. Now, I ask a simple question about a disciple, and no one will answer me?”
A wave of unease and panic swept through the crowd. They knew all too well how terrifying this woman was. She had climbed from an ordinary Outer Sect disciple, defeating all competitors to ascend to the sect master’s seat. Her strength was unquestionable, her dominance suffocating, and her iron-fisted methods legendary. If she became serious, the Heavenly Profound Sect would surely be swept by a storm of blood.
Moreover, after ten years of seclusion, her cultivation had likely reached unfathomable depths. Even though she kept her aura restrained, her presence alone made hearts tremble.
And now, her words clearly indicated she was displeased. No one present wanted to bear the brunt of her wrath.
One by one, everyone turned to look at Zhou Yashi’s group, hoping they’d quickly explain the situation regarding Hun Yu. After all, since Hun Yu had been crippled, most elders and peak masters had stopped paying attention to him and had no answers to give.
Zhou Yashi looked at Yun Lianxing and was just about to speak, when Third Senior Sister Hua Wucuo suddenly spoke up, righteously furious, “Grandmaster, are you talking about that trash Hun Yu? Why bring him up now? Just thinking of him pisses me off. I regret not hitting him harder—I actually let him run off with Xiao Han’s things!”
Yun Lianxing’s eyes widened slightly, murmuring, “Trash? Beaten? Ran off?”
A flash of disbelief passed through her eyes, but at her level, her emotions rarely showed. She asked softly, “Oh? What happened? Seems quite a lot happened in the ten years I was away. But I remember when I went into seclusion, little Hun Yu was a heaven-defying genius. How did he become the ‘trash’ you speak of?”
Mu Qingwan, noticing that the Grandmaster seemed particularly concerned about Hun Yu, tensed inwardly and wanted to speak to clarify. Unfortunately, Hua Wucuo’s big mouth gave her no chance.
“Your second year into seclusion, some super powerhouse from Huayu Tower crippled his cultivation and shattered his meridians. Ever since, he’s been lazy and unmotivated, constantly stirring up trouble. He got caught peeping at me while I was bathing and still wouldn’t admit it—spreading filthy lies everywhere. Just because he helped us a few times in the past, he’d parade around using our names to act arrogant. He kept stealing, especially girls’ personal garments. Senior Sister Mu Qingwan and Fourth Senior Sister constantly found theirs missing. We’re too afraid to even hang laundry outside anymore.”
“He bullies the weak, always picking on our Junior Brother Xiao Han—hitting him, stealing from him. The things he’s done over the years are absolutely disgusting. I can’t even bring myself to list them all.”
“The worst part is yesterday—he’s a toad dreaming of eating swan meat! That trash actually wanted to marry Senior Sister Mu Qingwan! Who was the blind fool that let them sign a marriage contract?! Yesterday was supposed to be their wedding, but Xiao Han got seriously injured by a demonic beast while delivering a wedding gift. Our Master and all of us Senior Sisters were so worried, we went to take care of him. And that Hun Yu? He had the audacity to barge into Xiao Han’s place, force Mu Qingwan to sign a contract severing the marriage, and even forced Master to sign a contract cutting him off from the Heavenly Profound Sect. Hmph! He was begging to die! Who does he think he is? Neither we nor the Heavenly Profound Sect owe a trash like him a damn thing!”
Hua Wucuo hadn’t noticed Yun Lianxing’s brows had knit together tightly, her expression turning chillingly dark. Anyone could see that she was forcibly suppressing her fury.
“You said… on the day of Hun Yu’s wedding to Mu Qingwan, none of you were present? Even the sect master Zhou Yashi and the bride Mu Qingwan had gone to care for Xiao Han? And Hun Yu not only severed his marriage with Mu Qingwan but also his ties to the sect—signing both contracts?”
Hua Wucuo nodded naturally, saying, “That’s right, Grandmaster. Isn’t that trash disgusting? Xiao Han was badly hurt, and he stirred up all that chaos just for a damn wedding. Who would tolerate that? He’s not even worth a finger of Xiao Han’s. What right does he have to act like that?”
“And what’s most infuriating is, before dawn this morning, he snuck into Xiao Han’s cultivation room to steal something—he took Xiao Han’s Blue Lotus Stone Platform! We caught him red-handed, and he still claimed it was his, saying he was just retrieving his own possession. Xiao Han clearly said he can only enter proper cultivation states when sitting on that platform, but that bastard still tried to take it. Knowing full well Xiao Han was injured, he even hurt him during the struggle. I swear, I should’ve killed him with one slap! If Xiao Han suffers any permanent damage from this, even if he’s escaped the sect, I’ll hunt him down and tear him to pieces!”
At this moment, Yun Lianxing gripped the armrest of her heavy metal chair so tightly that her fingers dug into it without her realizing. Her body trembled slightly, clearly straining to keep her fury in check. New chapters come out on novelping dot com first.
The Blue Lotus Stone Platform… that was Hun Yu’s Companion Treasure. How could she not know? Back then, when Zhou Yashi brought the platform back, little Hun Yu had been sleeping soundly on it, wearing a tiny red undergarment, drooling at the mouth like a porcelain doll.
That scene was still fresh in her mind. And now, they were calling it theft when he went to retrieve it?
If everything they had said so far was still open to interpretation, this matter made it clear to her—Hun Yu had been bullied all these years.
The moment she heard that Hun Yu had signed the severance contracts with both Mu Qingwan and the sect, her fury exploded.
Suppressing her rage, she turned to Zhou Yashi and asked coldly, “Sect Master Zhou, is everything Hua Wucuo said true?”
Zhou Yashi respectfully replied, “While I may not know every small detail, the general situation should be as she described.”
Yun Lianxing stood up. Her robes fluttered even without wind. She said, “Very well. I will personally investigate everything you’ve told me. If it turns out to be true, I will capture Hun Yu myself and bring him back to face punishment in the sect.”
“But… if it turns out not to be true—”
She didn’t finish the sentence, but as her gaze swept across Zhou Yashi’s group, the icy intent on her face made everyone shudder.
She took to the skies without another word and didn’t spare them a single glance.