Paying lip service while defying in secret—it was only a pity that matters personally spoken of by the Sect Master, and involving someone in the Half-step Supreme Realm, were not things just anyone was qualified to know.
And, to put it another way, once the matter leaked, if it drew that person into a killing spree, then when the time came, every last one of them would definitely have no sweet fruit to eat.
So on the surface of the Hehuan Sect, the matter naturally appeared rather unremarkable.
But in the end, there were still some rumors and whispers.
"Have you heard?"
"A Half-step Supreme Realm expert has slipped into our Hehuan Sect. I heard they had some old grudge with us from years ago."
"No way. You have to know, the Hehuan Sect has always been very capable on the Northern Continent. How did we suddenly fall to this point?"
"Who knows?"
"Why bother worrying about so much?"
"Anyway, important figures in the Supreme Realm like that have nothing to do with newly initiated inner disciples like us. Maybe only those elders have anything to worry about."
Xianggu mingled among the crowd of disciples. As a temporary inner disciple, she enjoyed only temporary treatment.
And as she ate Spirit Rice in the dining hall, she was naturally somewhat distracted.
She looked as if her soul had left her body. Even when the usual few mortal enemies appeared one by one before her eyes, she had no reaction at all, as if her entire person had simply gone stupid.
"Xianggu. Xianggu."
Xue Niang called her several times, and in the end, she even touched her shoulder.
Only then did she react.
Xue Niang frowned and stared tightly at her. Her expression truly could not be called pleasant.
"Do you have