Missing Thoughts Literature

Beating Up the Heavenly Star Sect

Mu He?

Yun Luo found the name familiar. She poked her head out and saw Duan Ya and the others' pale faces.

She pondered briefly, and a spark of insight flashed through her mind.

Mu He, Hehuan Sect...

She was actually the legendary Elder Jinghong, a Void Refining Stage powerhouse not yet five hundred years old.

After the Golden Core stage, the gap in strength between each major realm was like a heavenly chasm.

In other words, for Elder Jinghong to crush a small sect like the Heavenly Star Sect would be easier than pinching an ant to death.

She had actually run into a golden thigh!

On the other side, the Sect Leader and the others' expressions shifted from indignation to terror.

"Elder Jinghong, we did not know you were gracing us with your presence and have been remiss in our hospitality. Please forgive us, Senior. But how has our Heavenly Star Sect offended the Hehuan Sect, to make you go to such great lengths?"

Mu He stood in the air, her gaze sweeping over the crowd. Only when everyone's legs trembled did she speak.

"Who is Wang Yi?"

Within the crowd, a man shrank back timidly. Yet the people before him quickly scattered to either side, exposing him before Mu He.

"Elder Jinghong..."

The Sect Leader was about to ask what had happened when his vision suddenly blurred. By the time he turned back, the Disciple called Wang Yi had already collapsed to the ground, his pupils unfocused and all life gone.

"Elder Jinghong, what is the meaning of this?"

Before the Sect Leader could question her, Elder Wujie, Duan Ya, had already demanded an explanation from Mu He.

Wang Yi was an Inner Sect Disciple of the Heavenly Star Sect with decent aptitude, and Duan Ya happened to have an opening among his Direct Disciples.

He had intended to accept Wang Yi after the sect tournament. Yet Wang Yi was dead now.

Mu He snorted coldly and formed a seal with one hand. A curtain of water appeared in midair.

Within the water curtain, a Young girl had been driven into a dead end by a group of people, Wang Yi among them.

They had snatched the spirit herb from the Young girl's hands and sought to humiliate her, forcing her to leap into Demon Ravine.

"Is that clear enough?"

The scene ended, and the water curtain shattered. Mu He's expression remained indifferent.

"Wang Yi killed an Inner Sect Disciple of my Hehuan Sect. Tell me, should I have killed him?"

Every Disciple of the Hehuan Sect carried a specially made communication talisman. Even if they self-destructed, it could still send the images from before their death back to the sect.

Standing behind her, Yun Luo finally understood why a Void Refining Stage powerhouse had appeared at the Heavenly Star Sect.

At the same time, a wave of envy rose in her heart.

For an ordinary Inner Sect Disciple, a sect elder would travel thousands of miles to avenge her.

A sect this protective of its own was likely one of a kind in the entire Cultivation World.

The elders were speechless for a long while. Perhaps Duan Ya had grown too accustomed to being pampered within the sect, for he said,

"Even so, Wang Yi was a Disciple of the Heavenly Star Sect and should have been punished by the Heavenly Star Sect. Elder Jinghong overstepped her bounds by directly taking Wang Yi's life. Isn't that somewhat excessive? If word gets out..."

"What are you, that you dare question me?"

Mu He frowned, and invisible pressure spilled forth. Midway through his words, Duan Ya spat out blood and dropped to one knee.

It was Yun Luo's first time seeing Duan Ya in such a wretched state.

It was rather... satisfying.

Being kind-hearted, she naturally had to add fuel to the fire.

"Elder Jinghong, he is my master, Duan Ya."

"Yun Luo!"

The moment Lin Ting spotted her, he cried out in shock. "You're not dead?"

Yun Luo looked at him with a half-smile. "That's right. I was at Thought Reflection Cliff. How could I possibly have died while perfectly fine?"

Seeing how shocked they were, they apparently still did not know that Lin Ting had knocked her off the cliff.

"I... Senior Sister has always been proud. After losing her Spiritual Root, I was merely afraid..."

If only people from the Heavenly Star Sect were here, he could have openly admitted to killing Yun Luo. But now...

He cast a gloomy glance at Mu He beside Yun Luo.

Who knew what damned luck Yun Luo had stumbled into, to actually know Elder Jinghong?

If Mu He wanted to vent Yun Luo's anger for her, then wouldn't he...

Lin Ting shuddered, suddenly regretting what he had done.

Right now, he only wanted to find somewhere to hide, preferably somewhere the Two people would have no time to spare for him.

Unfortunately, Mu He had killed Wang Yi and settled her own business. Next, it was time to vent Yun Luo's anger.

"Did I tell you that you could leave?"

Seeing Lin Ting trying to hide among the crowd, Mu He spoke coldly.

She appeared to do nothing, yet Lin Ting felt as if he had been struck by an Immobilization Technique. He could not move even a single step.

Elder Wujie truly cherished him. Though he could barely protect himself, he still stepped forward. "Your Excellency, do not be deceived by that Rebellious Disciple Yun Luo. She stole the sect's secret treasure..."

Mu He ignored him. A palm formed from spiritual power slapped across his face.

"Old bastard, did I ask you?"

That blow sent Duan Ya's hair flying loose and his front teeth scattering. Where was his usual immortal bearing now?

Yun Luo covered her mouth in shock, hiding the grin that was nearly splitting the back of her head.

Oh ho, now he really was Broken Tooth.

The elders had not expected Mu He to show them so little face. They trembled with rage and fear, yet not one dared step forward.

No one wanted to end up like Duan Ya.

"Enough noise!"

Mu He did not wish to waste time talking nonsense with them. She went straight for the jugular and asked Lin Ting, "Did you steal the Heavenly Grade Purple Jade Lotus?"

Lin Ting instinctively denied it. "N-No..."

"Think carefully. Do you intend to lie before me?"

Mu He tilted her head, killing intent hidden within her dazzling eyes.

Lin Ting's mind immediately went blank. When he came to himself again, he heard his own voice speaking beyond his control.

"Yes, I stole it. Later, afraid of being exposed, I hid it in Yun Luo's room."

It was a Beguiler Technique!

The people of the Heavenly Star Sect immediately realized it. Before the Hehuan Sect's Beguiler Technique, ordinary cultivators had no secrets.

"Did you hear that?"

Mu He's tone was mocking. The Beguiler Technique did not cease as she continued asking,

"Why did you harm her?"

By now, cold sweat streamed down Lin Ting's body. He knew he was fully conscious and did not want to speak, but his mouth simply would not obey him.

"My talent was clearly greater than hers, yet through hard work, her cultivation speed was not much slower than mine. And she actually rejected me..."

His words came to an abrupt halt because Mu He withdrew the Beguiler Technique.

Those words were already enough.

"Lin Ting, you fool."

Duan Ya hated that iron could not become steel. Since his front teeth were broken, his speech leaked air and made him look somewhat ridiculous.

"Master, I..."

Lin Ting wanted to say more, but his vision suddenly blurred. Then excruciating pain erupted from his dantian.

Only when the elders saw clearly did they realize that Mu He had somehow appeared before them and destroyed Lin Ting's Spiritual Root.

"Ah..."

His Spiritual Root destroyed, Lin Ting curled up like a maggot. His face flushed crimson, veins bulged across his temples, and agonized whimpers continuously escaped his mouth. Yun Luo felt phantom pain just watching him.

When her Spiritual Root had been destroyed, the Heavenly Star Sect had not acted so decisively.

"Elder Jinghong, you..." The Sect Leader was heartbroken. "How could you destroy his Spiritual Root?"

Lin Ting possessed a Superior Spiritual Root. For an ordinary sect like the Heavenly Star Sect, he was an exceptionally rare seedling.

Mu He did not care. "Doesn't your Heavenly Star Sect destroy Spiritual Roots for theft? I'm helping you Clean up the Sect. No need to thank me."

Those words slapped across Duan Ya and the others' faces like a palm. Duan Ya wanted to argue, but the Sect Leader grabbed him and shook his head.

They could not afford to offend the Hehuan Sect.

Yun Luo truly was lucky. Who knew what extraordinary trait she possessed, for Mu He to stand up for her?

"What, Elder Duan, are you unconvinced?" Mu He said sinisterly. "Or do you not trust my Beguiler Technique and insist that I perform a Soul Search?"

With his Spiritual Root destroyed, he might still recover if he had enough Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures. At worst, he would become an ordinary person.

But if she performed a Soul Search, Lin Ting would become a fool.

The Sect Leader stepped forward, his posture utterly humble. "Thank you for your efforts, Senior Jinghong. We naturally would not dare question your abilities."

Mu He waved a hand. "No matter. Since the truth is now clear, bring out that Heavenly Grade Purple Jade Lotus!"

"Elder Jinghong, what do you mean by this?"

"Compensation, of course." Mu He smiled sweetly. "A perfectly good young girl was not only falsely accused, but also had her Spiritual Root ruined. Surely you must show some sincerity?"

"But..." The Sect Leader looked pained. That was the sect's only Heavenly Grade Spirit Plant, which he had planned to keep as an Heirloom Treasure.

Mu He narrowed her eyes, and the pressure of the Void Refining Stage silently enveloped the entire Heavenly Star Sect.

Did they really think she was negotiating with them?

The elders' blood and qi churned beneath the pressure, while the disciples collapsed in droves.

Left with no choice, the Sect Leader could only agree to hand over the Purple Jade Lotus.

After it had nearly been stolen last time, he had kept it on him at all times.

He had not even had time to warm it up.

"Here, take it."

Once Mu He received it, she casually handed it to Yun Luo.

Was it for her?

Yun Luo was somewhat surprised. She had thought Elder Jinghong's talk of compensation was merely an excuse, that Mu He actually wanted it for herself.

She had not expected...

Yun Luo said nothing. Yun Luo was profoundly shaken. Yun Luo felt as if she had finally vented a mouthful of pent-up resentment.

Thinking of all the grievances she had suffered, she accepted it without a shred of burden.

When Duan Ya's disciples saw the Purple Jade Lotus fall into her hands, they nearly ground their back teeth to pieces.

Wasn't she above accepting food handed out in charity?

Perhaps their stares were too intense. Yun Luo looked over, saw their constipated expressions, bared her teeth in a smile, and felt exceptionally pleased.

"A Luo, let's go."

Mu He called to her. Yun Luo hurriedly followed, leaving beneath everyone's complicated gazes.