Yi Bingwei had never imagined that her offhand remark would come true so quickly.
The next morning, she heard that Ruan Hongchen had been captured by people from the Dao Palace's Discipline Hall. During the capture, Ruan Hongchen had fought desperately and suffered severe injuries. At the same time, Liu Ling, the head of the Third Branch, had also been arrested.
But during the arrest, Liu Ling had caused a riot, inflicting considerable casualties. Among the dead were two professors, and the entire Dao Palace had nearly been drenched in blood. This was the only internal strife to erupt in the Dao Palace since its founding eight thousand years ago. Its impact, both immediate and far-reaching, was beyond measure.
That was not all. After this incident, the Dao Palace began a comprehensive investigation, tracing back six generations and checking three generations of descendants. Anyone who failed the political review was dismissed without exception.
Xu Yi, who had exposed the case, naturally became the center of everyone's attention. Such an enormous contribution meant that even the bigwigs in the Dao Palace, no matter how determined they were to play asleep, had to wake up this time.
There was no way they could deny Xu Yi a place among the outstanding students. The exposure of a spy from the Evil Court had stirred up a storm throughout the Dao Palace, yet Xu Yi had holed up in his cave abode, enjoying some peace and quiet. But when you were in the eye of the storm, how could you possibly hide away in peace?
Xie Dongfeng rattled the restrictions outside Xu Yi's cave abode, leaving him no choice but to answer the door, even if he wanted to pretend to be asleep. Xie Dongfeng snorted. "You lit the fuse and nearly blew the