The Truth Exposed

It was only because the Holy Spirit Cult had done an excellent job of keeping secrets. They themselves did not know one another's identities, and members were connected solely through one-way contact between superiors and subordinates.

But once the list had been completely uncovered and exposed, the fact that Yun Luo was not a Holy Spirit Cult member could no longer be concealed.

The Eastsea City government immediately notified the Spirit Pagoda and the Tang Sect.

Inside the Spirit Pagoda, its master, Gao Feng, stood there with a gloomy expression as he faced the middle-aged man before him.

The middle-aged man looked kindly and gave off the impression of being honest and simple, but he had his head lowered, and his expression was equally unpleasant.

"What exactly is going on? Didn't the Tang Sect case you reported earlier conclude that they were Evil Soul Masters?"

"But now that the entire Holy Spirit Cult has been uprooted, there's no one named Yun Luo at all!"

Gao Feng stared at the middle-aged man before him, fury in his eyes.

The man had always conducted himself with an honest, straightforward air and was one of the few people Gao Feng trusted.

Yet now, he had thoroughly disappointed Gao Feng. He had handled this matter terribly.

Especially since what should originally have been a burden for the Tang Sect alone to bear now involved them as well.

If this case had not implicated the Spirit Pagoda too, they would have been fortunate not to kick the Tang Sect while it was down. There was no way they would have gotten involved.

"I'm sorry, Pagoda Master. I truly knew nothing about this. That Deacon Wu Zhangkong was convinced they were Holy Spirit Cult members, which was why he killed them."

"There was nothing I could do about it either. I had no idea how to handle it."

The middle-aged man kept his head lowered, his face humble.

Gao Feng glanced at him and casually waved a hand.

"You may leave first. Do not speak carelessly about this, and do not reveal it to anyone. I will contact the Tang Sect."

"Remember, this absolutely cannot get out. If it does and something happens, you cannot bear the responsibility!"

There was a trace of severity in Gao Feng's voice. As the master of Eastsea City's Spirit Pagoda, he possessed considerable prestige.

Hearing him, the honest middle-aged man nodded repeatedly and respectfully before turning to leave.

Only after he had gone did Gao Feng sit down and lightly tap on the desk.

Naturally, he had already made arrangements with the Tang Sect's higher-ups in Eastsea City. Though the upper ranks of both sides were currently locked in intense conflict,

the people beneath them would not go out of their way to offend each other. After all, they were in the same city and could still look out for one another.

Helping conceal the matter for a Tang Sect deacon was no great issue, and the Tang Sect would pay an adequate price.

Meanwhile, several hundred miles away in Skysea City,

at Tianhai Third Academy, a pink-haired girl sat quietly, her eyes filled with loneliness.

"Big Sister Long Bing, is my brother really dead? You're not lying to me, are you...?"

The girl muttered to herself, an indescribable grief in her eyes.

But as her voice faded, another voice quietly sounded in her mind. It was a woman's voice, gentle and warm.

"You silly girl, why would I lie to you? Haven't you already watched that recording? Your brother died at the hands of those two bad people."

"They even labeled your brother an Evil Soul Master, calling him a bad person!"

There seemed to be a trace of helplessness in the woman's tone.

The pink-haired girl remained silent, confusion in her eyes. She naturally knew that her brother possessed a Martial Soul with an evil attribute.

So although she did not want to believe it, she was in fact wondering whether her brother might have been a Holy Spirit Cult member.

Watching the girl's bewildered appearance, Alersuhode remained calm.

Its master had already finished handling matters. All it needed to do was find a way to let this girl witness the arrangements the two had made with her own eyes.

Then she would believe that her brother had died at the hands of Wu Zhangkong and Yun Xiao.

And she would feel guilty for having suspected her brother of being a Holy Spirit Cult member.

"Once that guilt is magnified, she'll definitely do everything she can to deal with Yun Xiao and Wu Zhangkong."

"I really don't know what Master is thinking, using such an elaborate chain of schemes against Yun Xiao. Could Yun Xiao possibly turn the world upside down?"

Alersuhode thought disdainfully.

With Yun Xiao's cowardly personality, even if he had obtained the Sun Martial Soul, it did not believe he would change much.

Still, it did not object to Chen Ye's idea of leaving a backup plan. On the contrary, it would carry it out wholeheartedly.

"All right, silly girl. Hurry up and cultivate. Your strength has already reached two rings. Before long, you'll surpass everyone else."

A day of classes quickly passed.

That evening, Tang Wulin and Chen Ye went to eat. This time, Gu Yue joined them. After the three had eaten A-grade dishes, Tang Wulin ordered another huge pile of C-grade dishes.

Seeing that massive appetite, enough to fill a washbasin, Gu Yue remained calm.

After dinner, while everyone else could rest immediately, the students of Grade One Class Zero had to head to the training grounds.

Wang Jinxi and the others had already arrived at the training grounds. Xie Xie and the rest were there as well. Chen Ye, Gu Yue, and Tang Wulin were the last to arrive.

Yet even after everyone had gathered, Wu Zhangkong did not appear after they waited for quite some time.

Yun Xiao checked his watch. More than ten minutes had passed since the agreed time.

Teacher Wu was normally never late, since he was extremely strict about punctuality. Yet for some unknown reason, he was late this time.

As they waited, their class monitor had already been chosen. Naturally, Chen Ye had taken the role.

Thus, Chen Ye had Wu Zhangkong's Soul Tool number, but none of his several calls connected.

Chen Ye naturally knew why. Yun Luo had now been exposed as not being an Evil Soul Master.

Under such circumstances, even though the Tang Sect and Spirit Pagoda had already reached an understanding, Wu Zhangkong still needed to be called in for questioning.

The three of them waited for a full half hour. It was not until six-thirty that Wu Zhangkong finally arrived.

His face was still cold, but there were slight wrinkles in his clothes. Clearly, he no longer possessed his previous composure and calm.

He lowered his head in silence, his expression somewhat complicated. His gaze swept across the students before he slowly said, "Starting today, the method of practical combat training will be adjusted."

"You will no longer attack me together. Instead, I will suppress my strength to two rings and fight you one at a time."

"This will allow me to quickly identify your weaknesses and shortcomings, then make adjustments."

Wu Zhangkong paused here and gave Yun Xiao a complicated look.

He was considering whether to explain the matter concerning Yun Luo to Yun Xiao, but Yun Luo really had intended to kill him. Wu Zhangkong could not deny that.

So after remaining silent for a long while, he finally spoke, though he had already changed the subject.

"Chen Ye is excluded. I'll guide you separately. When the time comes, give it your all and let me see your strength."