Published: March 2, 2025
Chapter 184: No Survivors Left
"Fortunately, our sect has spies in the Piao Xue Pavilion who caught wind of this news and relayed it in time."
"This helped avoid further losses for the sect," Wu Yuhan said, pausing for a moment to give everyone time to digest the information.
The ten foundation establishment cultivators assigned to this mission reacted differently upon hearing the news. Some flashed a look of killing intent, some displayed disdain, while others felt immense fear, but all were consumed by an overwhelming rage.
The Huang family in Tianyong City was merely a small foundation establishment family that had only recently begun to show some progress in the last few years, having existed in Qingzhou for barely a thousand years. With only seven foundation establishment cultivators in their ranks, they dared to leak information about the Yuan Yang Sect and collude with the Piao Xue Pavilion?
They truly did not know how to appreciate life.
Upon hearing that the information had been leaked and that four of their fellow disciples had died as a result, many foundation establishment cultivators, regardless of whether they had prior connections with the Huang family, felt deep-seated disdain for this family.
The reason was simple: if the Huang family leaked information to the enemy while they were on a mission, wouldn't they have put their own lives in danger, potentially facing life-threatening situations?
The Yuan Yang Sect had ruled over Qingzhou for eight thousand years, and everyone involved with such a large sect took pride in it. Although they didn't express it verbally when dealing with small families and minor sects, their actions often reflected a sense of superiority characteristic of large sect disciples.
Now, a small family had committed an act that threatened their lives—how could they not be enraged?
It was simply outrageous!
As a member of the Yuan Yang Sect, Liu Yu stood firmly on the sect's side, looking at the issue through its lens.
No matter the reasons or hardships the Huang family faced, their collusion with external enemies was unthinkable.
Moreover, Liu Yu had a mission to carry out, and if the Huang family happened to leak information about this mission, his life would be genuinely at risk.
Thus, Liu Yu's thoughts aligned with those of the other cultivators—they all stood on the same side.
At this point, the nature of the mission became quite clear.
Liu Yu stood beside Yan Hongyu and Li Bùtóng, furrowing his brow as he looked at Wu Yuhan, wondering what she would say next.
"Senior Sister Wu, is the information confirmed to be accurate? I remember that the Huang family also sent two foundation establishment cultivators and forty qi refinement stage cultivators to the front lines to wait for orders."
"Could there be some misunderstanding? Is it possible that the Piao Xue Pavilion’s group of women plotted this?"
"Furthermore, aside from the cultivators, the Huang family has over two hundred thousand mortals. Do they not fear the extermination of their clan by leaking our sect's information?"
After discussing for a while, a more rational cultivator began to think through the implications and asked Wu Yuhan.
This foundation establishment fellow disciple appeared to be about the same age as Liu Yu.
He stood eight feet tall, with fair skin and handsome features, a body of moderate build, dressed in a white robe that gave him an ethereal quality.
Upon hearing his question, the other foundation establishment cultivators fell silent, curious about the matter, all turning to look at Wu Yuhan.
When someone raised a question, Wu Yuhan didn’t get angry. She paused to organize her thoughts and then said:
"We haven’t yet uncovered the Huang family’s motives for doing this, and I'm not sure."
"But that doesn’t matter."
"The important thing is that the information is incredibly accurate. The spies our sect placed in Piao Xue Pavilion are very reliable and have been lurking near the core of the Piao Xue Pavilion for decades, if not centuries."