Taking a Master at Spirit Void Cave

Northern Continent, Spirit Void Cave.

On Half-Fallen Cliff, Yunmiao True Person paced back and forth uneasily, wishing he could slap himself hard across the face.

Like the other cultivators of the Northern Continent, he had been watching events in Origin-Opening Prefecture. He had originally been considering whether to swallow his pride and ask Senior Sister Youyao for that territory.

But after dawn, the news that arrived struck like a bolt from the blue, leaving Yunmiao True Person rooted to the spot.

He had personally seen the force Youyao had sent out. Even if he himself had been stationed in Origin-Opening Prefecture instead of that insect demon disciple, handling it would not have been easy.

Yet Origin-Opening Prefecture remained as calm as ever. There was no mistaking it.

"How could this be—"

Yunmiao True Person turned around, his entire body stiffening at the additional figure before him. "Master!"

The reason he was so upset was precisely because of what he had previously told his master. He had shifted all responsibility for Ling Su's death onto that Southern Continent cultivator. Now, it seemed he had dug a pit for himself.

He could not possibly have vowed with absolute certainty to seek justice for his junior sister, only to immediately change his tune now that things looked wrong.

If he did, he would never again be able to raise his head in his master's eyes for the rest of his life.

At that moment, Yunmiao True Person's mouth was dry and his tongue parched. Under Lingxu Zi's gaze, still as an ancient well without a ripple, he gritted his teeth and could only force himself to say, "Master, that boy truly is a cunning scoundrel. When he sought to join our lineage, he not only concealed his appearance, but even revealed only the