Chapter 308: The Aftermath
The truth was undeniable:
Murong Xie had orchestrated a secret operation to extract Spirit Stones from an undisclosed mine located on sect territory—without approval from the sect council and without paying the tribute.
He had used disciples loyal to his faction and tried to smuggle the spirit stones out under the guise of a sanctioned mission. Worse, the samples had already been evaluated by outside parties, suggesting he was ready to either sell or use them without giving the sect its rightful claim.
The internal fury of the Twin Leaf Peak Sect boiled to a crescendo.
Han Yu felt it all—rage, betrayal, deep-rooted frustration. The elders, many of whom had once turned a blind eye to Murong Xie’s factionalism, now found themselves in a position where they had to take action or lose all face.
The sect’s Main Hall had become a furnace of emotions, releasing thick waves of Eight Emotions Energy. Anger from the elders, disgust from the inner disciples, anxiety from the Murong faction loyalists, and bitter despair from the disciples who had unknowingly been tools in a doomed plan.
Even Murong Xie’s own spiritual pressure was beginning to destabilize. Han Yu, tuned as he was to Soul Qi, could feel the tension emanating from his secondary courtyard like a decaying corpse buried under a thin sheet of silk.
"I wonder how long he’ll last," Han Yu murmured one evening as he sipped chilled spirit tea beneath the moonlight.
Chitterfang sat nearby, tail twitching, as if mirroring the latent anticipation in the air.
The rats continued to bring updates.
"Murong Xie’s tiger beast has been seized by the Beast Hall elders. They say it’s under examination for illegal bloodline enhancement."
"His faction’s outer court supply lines have been frozen."