Chapter 241
Through the Wind Chime, the people of the Clear Wind Dao exchanged tense, hushed words. Xia Si was the first to put the question into words.
"Just how strong are the Mistborn?"
"No one knows," Wang Hongshi replied, his voice heavy. "From everything we've gathered, Mistborn exert absolute suppression over every significant figure we've ever encountered. No flukes. No upset victories."
"I'm afraid the Dao Master is in real danger this time..." Su Yaping said.
He stood on the roof of his residence, staring toward the Clear Wind Dao Academy. The aura fluctuations rolling in from that direction were immense yet eerily muted—the kind of stillness that carried its own dread. He ignored the concubine calling to him from beneath the eaves and spoke through the Wind Chime.
"Within the Dao Academy, I may be the only one who has actually seen a Mistborn act."
"What was it like?"
"Can the Dao Master win?"
"Senior Su—please, stop drawing it out."