Chapter 141: Making a Scene (1/2)

“Hahaha!” Zhao Tiefeng responded with furious laughter, contempt rising in his eyes. “What would a venerated disciple of the Exalted Immortal Sect bother possessing a Nephrite buffoon for?

“Or perhaps Nephrite Major’s cultivators are intentionally breaking rules, then pinning the blame on someone else? My sect happens to be a convenient target for your finger pointing since I’m exposing your scheme, isn’t that right?”

That ‘Ge Cheng’ was dead anyway, so there was no evidence against his word. The Coretrial Arena had forced Ge Cheng back to the golden core realm, nascent spirit and all. Dying meant that the spirit had died within the golden core, so not a trace of anything could possibly remain.

“Using a dead man to accuse my sect? Pathetic.” Zhao Tiefeng continued to sneer. “Lu Yun and that Nephrite envoy Qing Han over there, if you two don’t give the Exalted Immortal Sect an adequate explanation, expect retribution tenfold!”

He didn’t dare do anything in Dusk Province, but his sect could pressure Nephrite Major to act.

“You want an explanation, is it?” Lu Yun swept back a sidelong glance, then nodded. “Alright, then I’ll give you one today. Get out here!”

“Get out here? Who are you talking to?” Zhao Tiefeng blinked before the color drained from his face.

Beneath the stage, the dead Ge Cheng suddenly stood up and a translucent human shadow stepped out from his body. It looked to be a soul fragment, but the man’s appearance drastically differed from the Ge patriarch in life. Ge Cheng was a middle-aged man with a rather sinister look, but this soul was a youth.

“That’s Lao Nuo! He was one of the Exalted Immortal Sect’s best disciples seven hundred years ago!” another immortal shouted hoarsely with surprise. “He’s been missing for all this time, what is he doing here now?”

Evidently, this speaker was the same generation as this ‘Lao Nuo.’

Zhao Tiefeng colored before quickly reacting to the accusation. “Lao Nuo? The man who betrayed the Exalted Immortal Sect seven hundred years ago? So I see he’s joined Nephrite Ma—”

“Zhao Tiefeng, you fecking bastard!” Lao Nuo cursed with outrage when he heard the accusation. “Seven hundred years ago, I snuck into Pill Fairy Yuying’s tomb with seven senior brothers on the sect’s orders. We were tasked with searching for the Panorama of Clarity, why has that turned to betrayal in your mouth?”

“What Panorama of Clarity? What fairy pill are you talking about? Cease this blasphemy!” Zhao Tiefeng’s facial muscles tensed and he rebuked indignantly, “Accursed child, how dare you forsake your ancestors?! Not content with betraying your sect, now you help outsiders slander it!”

“Hahahaha!” Tears streamed out of Lao Nuo’s eyes as he laughed hysterically. What incredible sadness did it take to cause a soul to weep?

He’d wasted seven hundred years of his youth inside a tomb for his sect. Alas, Yuying had destroyed his body on the brink of success, leaving only a soul fragment to escape and possess House Ge’s leader.

Despite those setbacks, he pivoted to using his new identity to compete for the ancient lord’s heritage on his sect’s behalf, only for Zhao Tiefeng to call him a traitor!

Though Lao Nuo was now Lu Yun’s Infernum, his heart burned with bitter resentment and tragic heartache.

“Zhao Tiefeng! You were one of those who plotted to steal Pill Fairy Yuying’s Panorama of Clarity. That’s why you interfered in her heavenly tribulation that year, which dealt her a nearly fatal injury—”