More than a day had passed since Ye Qiu entered the Divine Forging Hall. A great many people had gathered outside it.
The people from the Sword Sect, Pill Tower, and Star Pavilion could no longer hold themselves back and were preparing to act.
Over at the Great Dao Academy, Nalan Xiu had already gone back for three meals and even caught up on her beauty sleep, yet Ye Qiu was still nowhere to be seen.
That left her somewhat uneasy as well.
All speculation was merely speculation. No one could say for certain what human nature would do, and plans never kept up with changes.
Besides, there were always some fools whose brains occasionally got their wires crossed, making them prone to acting on impulse.
The Great Elder of the Divine Forging Hall was clever, but there was no guarantee about the people beneath him.
"Master Lin, shall we kill our way in?" she transmitted to the old man beside her.
Master Lin narrowed his eyes. "Wait a little longer."
Just as Nalan Xiu was about to say more, Nalan Qing beside her spoke. "It's been more than a day. I'd say even his bones have been refined by now."
Nalan Xiu rolled her eyes at him.
Nalan Qing did not care. He gave a teasing smile, then looked at Nalan Shan. "Grandfather, it seems my judgment was right."
"He killed Feng Yin, and Feng Yin was a Direct Descendant of the Feng family. She was even favored by that Great Elder. Given the Divine Forging Hall's way of doing things, it would only be natural for them to kill that Ye Qiu at all costs and throw him into the artifact-forging furnace."
As he spoke, he swept his gaze across the old men present. Earlier, those people had