NOVEL NEXT Chapter 27:
Chapter 27: Irrefutable Evidence of Colluding with the Demonic Sect!
Chi Lingxiao froze, disbelief filling her eyes. The disciples of the Alchemy Hall were also shocked. No one had expected Meng Yu to dare confront Chi Lingxiao so openly.
“Did I say anything wrong?”
Chi Lingxiao’s tone gradually turned cold.
Meng Yu refused to back down, pointing toward the wooden house.
“Is this what you meant when you said the Mystic Spirit Holy Sect treated Lu Chen well?”
“A rundown wooden house—Lu Chen lived in this place for years. Even if he had stayed for another three to five hundred years, it still wouldn’t compare to the cost of just one failed furnace explosion from you, Senior Sister!”
“Everyone in the sect knew of Lu Chen’s prestige, but as for his treatment, we all know the truth. Senior Sister, stop twisting reality!”
As she spoke, Meng Yu stared at Chi Lingxiao without blinking.
“You… you!”
Chi Lingxiao trembled with anger but had no retort.
She closed her eyes and took a deep breath to calm herself.
Both she and Meng Yu held significant status among the disciples.
Continuing this argument in front of so many people would only humiliate both of them.
If word got out, they would become a laughingstock.
Besides, her purpose for coming here wasn’t to argue with Meng Yu.
“Meng Yu, we don’t need to quarrel over this. Your Heaven’s Mystery Pavilion has a lot to handle as well, doesn’t it?”
“Why don’t we each mind our own business and let this matter rest?”
Meng Yu didn’t respond, but her heart burned with indignation on behalf of Lu Chen.
Years ago, everyone in the sect knew that Lu Chen doted on Chi Lingxiao the most.
How easily people changed.
He hadn’t even been gone long, and already, they acted as if he had never existed.
If they continued standing face-to-face like this, what was the point?
Right now, just looking at Chi Lingxiao made Meng Yu feel disgusted.
She was about to leave when a disciple of the Alchemy Hall approached Chi Lingxiao.
“Hall Master, we found nothing inside the house.”
Another disciple followed.
“Nothing over here either.”
Chi Lingxiao’s eyes flashed with impatience.
“Search carefully! There must be something!”
“I don’t care if you have to tear the whole house down—find it!”
Meng Yu’s heart tightened.
Tear the house down?
That was Lu Chen’s home!
“No!”
Just as she was about to leave, she abruptly turned back.
“Meng Yu, I advise you not to interfere!”
Their tense exchange had barely eased, and now it flared up again.
Meng Yu stepped forward, standing in front of the wooden house.
“If Senior Sister insists on destroying it, you’ll have to get past me first!”
Chi Lingxiao was already frustrated from not finding the alchemy recipe.
Now, Meng Yu was blocking her way. Her expression instantly darkened.
“Then let’s see what happens if I insist on tearing it down and you insist on stopping me!”
As she spoke, Chi Lingxiao pressed her hands together, her red lips moving slightly.
A wave of spiritual power surged forward in an instant.
Meng Yu’s face remained serious. Light radiated around her as she quickly formed a barrier, sealing both Chi Lingxiao and the wooden house inside.
The disciples of the Alchemy Hall were horrified and quickly backed away.
Both Chi Lingxiao and Meng Yu were powerful cultivators.
If they truly fought, it would be a battle of titans, and anyone caught in between would suffer.
Feeling the pressure from their confrontation, some disciples shivered.
Others were torn—should they stay and watch, or go find a mediator?
Fifteen minutes passed, and the two remained locked in a stalemate, neither showing any signs of backing down.
Just then, a white silhouette flashed past the crowd.
Then, an anxious voice rang out.
“Senior Sister, are you alright?”
In the next moment, a force erupted behind Chi Lingxiao, lending her power.
BOOM!
Meng Yu’s spiritual barrier shattered, and she staggered back two steps.
Before she could regain her balance, she heard a thunderous crash—
The wooden house collapsed.
Smoke and dust billowed.
Meng Yu stood frozen, as if her soul had left her body.
Lu Chen’s house… was gone.
Just moments ago, she had been inside.
And now, in the blink of an eye, it had turned into a pile of rubble.
“Junior Brother, why are you here?”
Chi Lingxiao’s voice was full of delight. She was overjoyed that Qi Ze had helped her.
Qi Ze lowered his hands, feigning innocence.
“I saw Senior Sister fighting someone, and I was worried you’d be at a disadvantage, so I stepped in. Is everything alright?”
“No problem at all! But you did something I’ve been wanting to do for a long time!”
Seeing Qi Ze’s confusion, Chi Lingxiao quickly explained.
“This wooden house was an eyesore. Now that its owner is gone, why not tear it down and build something new?”
“The Mystic Spirit Holy Sect is a prestigious sect—a shoddy wooden hut like this only disgraces us.”
“Junior Brother, do you like this location? If you do, I’ll talk to Master and have it given to you!”
Chi Lingxiao spoke with absolute certainty.
Qi Ze looked hesitant, but inside, he was thrilled.
Even though the Spirit Spring had dried up, there had to be other hidden fortunes nearby.
Otherwise, why would Lu Chen have stubbornly stayed here all those years?
“This doesn’t seem right… After all, this place used to belong to—”
“I know what you’re trying to say!” Chi Lingxiao cut him off.
“If you feel bad about it, then after we return from the Demonic Abyss, I’ll personally speak to Master about it!”
The two of them chatted back and forth, completely ignoring Meng Yu’s presence.
Meng Yu’s heart turned to stone as she silently turned to leave.
Just then, she felt something beneath her foot.
She looked down and froze in shock.
By her shoe lay a black iron nail, over a foot long.
Its intricate engravings were unmistakable—
A relic of the Demonic Sect!
“Senior Sister Meng Yu, greetings!”
At that exact moment, Qi Ze approached her and politely bowed.
“Hello.”
Meng Yu, distracted, instinctively tried to cover the nail with her foot.
But before she could move, Qi Ze’s surprised voice rang out.
“Senior Sister, what is that?”
Meng Yu’s heart plummeted.
Of all the times… Why now?
Trying to remain calm, she forced a casual tone.
“I don’t know. Maybe some disciple left it here as a joke?”
“A joke?” Chi Lingxiao suddenly stepped in, her eyes narrowing.
“Let me take a look!”
She bent down, picked up the iron nail, and gasped in shock.
“This is… the Heart-Piercing Spike! Why would a righteous sect like ours have such a sinister object?”
“I knew Lu Chen wasn’t innocent! He was hiding something from the Demonic Sect!”
“This might even be a token of communication. We must report this to the Sect Master!”
Panicked, Chi Lingxiao clutched the Heart-Piercing Spike and turned to leave.
Meng Yu stepped forward.
“Wait! Senior Sister, how can you be so sure this belongs to Lu Chen? Do you have any proof?”
Chi Lingxiao laughed coldly, tightening her grip.
“It was found in his house. If it’s not his, then whose is it?”
“Thankfully, we destroyed that hut. Otherwise, we wouldn’t have uncovered Lu Chen’s secret ties to the Demonic Sect!”
“This is irrefutable evidence—no one can deny it!”
Meng Yu’s heart pounded.
“Senior Sister, there’s no trace of Lu Chen’s aura on it!”
“Of course not!” Chi Lingxiao sneered.
“He lost his cultivation! He has no aura left to leave behind!”
“Or maybe… his cultivation has already recovered, and he’s just been hiding it!”