His display of strength in the Sect Main Hall had temporarily cowed the elders, but it had also left considerable repercussions.
Although they feared Liu Yu's formidable strength and dared not oppose him openly, they still made plenty of petty moves in the shadows.
For example, they used their familiarity with sect rules to secretly trip up cultivators of the Qing Yang faction, or went straight to the Heavenly Wind Ancestor to accuse Azure Yang of acting without regard for law or authority.
But Liu Yu easily defused all these underhanded moves. After all, he was not fighting alone.
With himself at its center, he too had a group of vested interests backing him.
Despite their displeasure, these wily Golden Core foxes who had lived for centuries would not follow one road all the way into darkness.
Even as they quietly made trouble, they also discreetly extended gestures of goodwill.
That way, they would not lose everything.
Of course, Liu Yu saw through this behavior as clearly as a blazing fire, but he still chose to treat those elders who offered goodwill with relative leniency.
After all, this sort of affair came down to uniting the majority and suppressing the minority.
Though immensely powerful, he was still constrained by sect rules for the time being and could not disregard everything without restraint.
But against those Golden Core elders who firmly stood in opposition, he naturally used thunderous methods to suppress them.
As for the Heavenly Wind Ancestor, every complaint about Liu Yu sank like a stone into the sea.
No matter how the Golden Core elders reported him, they received no reply.
Even when several elders who were his disciples came under pressure, he showed not the slightest intention of stepping forward. His attitude remained deeply ambiguous.
As time