Within the Spirit Realm, the watching Dao Lords wore varying expressions.
"This Youxuan is utterly overbearing. The Enforcement Hall is also sect property. How could he treat it this way? For publicly slaying its elders, he should be severely punished under sect law."
"Are you blowing hot air?" another voice rang out. "Sect law, sect law-sect law, my ass. Can you eat it? Can you trade it for spirit matter? Whoever wins makes the law!"
"This Youxuan looks like he only knows how to fight and kill, but he has plenty of sinister, underhanded tricks. You should all watch out for people like him," a female voice drifted over.
Some supported the Enforcement Hall, some staunchly backed Chu Mo, and others simply fanned the flames, eager for the trouble to grow. Voices argued back and forth within the Spirit Realm without end... until a few distinctly different voices spoke up:
"What clean, decisive killing. My hands are itching too."
"Senior brother, mine too."
"Since Fellow Daoist Chu has shown such boldness, I, Ji, cannot fall behind."
As these unusual voices emerged, the arguing crowd paused, then fell silent one after another.
Several days later, Chu Mo received the sect's ruling on the matter. Since the charges fabricated by the Enforcement Hall had indeed been entirely groundless, Chu Mo received no punishment whatsoever. Chen Feng and Yu Yao, by contrast, were implicated in framing a Source-Wielding Dao Lord, with conclusive evidence against them. The sect had expelled both men and branded them rebels.
The others involved were also punished, whether through demotion, forfeiture of their stipends, or suspension of their Mystique cultivation.
"Just as expected." He smiled faintly, unsurprised.
Had he been too weak and truly given the Enforcement Hall leverage over him, the sect would naturally have sided with Xuanming.