Chapter 563

Chapter 563: Cheng Yuweng’s Situation

Misty Sect!

The foremost sect of the Great Qin Empire, second only to the deeply rooted royal family. Within its ranks gathered countless experts and formidable figures. Legends claimed the Misty Sect maintained its dominance not only through royal ties but also through shadowy connections with the Moon Goddess Palace. Jun Ruolan’s arrival from the Moon Goddess Palace for training served as proof of this link.

Yet this relationship resembled master and servant more than equals. True cooperation required mutual strength—something the Moon Goddess Palace would never grant to an insignificant sect like the Misty Sect.

Mountains stretched for thousands of miles, rugged and imposing. The central peak stabbed skyward like a blade, its summit veiled in swirling murderous energy. Flickers of electric dragons danced around its heights, radiating boundless power.

“There lies the Misty Sect,” Murong Wuqing turned, gesturing with uncharacteristic reverence.

Even his pride bowed before the sect’s majesty.

“That peak’s no natural mountain,” Ye Yun squinted. “It’s a formation—a sword piercing the clouds.”

Cheng Yuweng whirled, eyes sharp. “How did you detect it?”

Ye Yun shrugged. “Mountains don’t bleed killing intent. This reeks of artificial construction. What’s remarkable about that?”

Tian Yunzi watched his disciple, smiling faintly.

“Lies!” Cheng Yuweng’s voice tightened. “Someone tipped you off!”

Murong Wuqing cut in coldly: “Vice Sect Leader Cheng, even fools know not to slander carelessly. Though Ye Yun and I share history, I’d never betray sect secrets. Are you scrambling for excuses after Divine Grace Palace’s defeat?”

Cheng Yuweng’s cheek twitched. The closer they drew to the sect, the heavier his dread grew. Without a scapegoat, he’d face the elders’ wrath. Ye Yun’s insight offered sudden opportunity.

Tian Yunzi’s involvement meant nothing—the Divine Grace elder could swat accusations aside. But Murong Wuqing… The rising star who’d surrendered early in his duel… Yes. Shifting blame here might soften the blow.

“You colluded!” Cheng Yuweng jabbed a finger at Murong Wuqing. “Your premature surrender reeks of conspiracy!”

Murong Wuqing’s expression frosted. “Recorded every word, Vice Sect Leader.” A jade talisman glowed in his palm. “Shall we replay your incompetence for the elders?”

Cheng Yuweng blanched. This upstart disciple stood protected by the sect’s highest echelons—untouchable despite his junior status.

“Enough posturing,” Murong Wuqing turned away. “Worry about your own reception. I’ll confess my restrained efforts freely—unlike your desperate scheming.”

Ye Yun hid a smile. However powerful Cheng Yuweng appeared, Murong Wuqing’s position rendered him immune to the vice leader’s bluster.

“Enough delays,” Ye Yun interjected. “Take us to your Sect Leader.”

“Proper protocols first!” Cheng Yuweng snapped. “Guests require—”

Tian Yunzi chuckled. “Let the man settle his affairs, lad. Old Hua’s temper flares brightest when interrupted.”

Cheng Yuweng’s eye twitched. By protocol, he’d intended to stall—but Tian Yunzi’s comment exposed his cowardice. Trapped, he could only lead the group forward.

“Useless vermin!” He shoved past the lingering Cang Ye, soaring toward the deadly peak.

The others followed, laughter biting their tongues. The vice leader’s authority crumbled with every desperate step.