With a tap of her toes, she once again became a streak of light and headed straight for the Outer Sect Affairs Hall.
Inside the Outer Sect Affairs Hall, a middle-aged Manager Elder was leisurely sipping spirit tea.
Suddenly, a chill swept through the entire hall, making the teacup in his hand shake and spilling tea all over his fingers.
He jerked his head up, only to find Yun Huoyue standing before him in a white dress, her face frosty.
"P-Peak Master Yun?!" The middle-aged Manager trembled in fright.
This woman was the scourge of the Outer Sect. Crippling people's cultivation was her favorite pastime.
"Tell me, did any Outer Sect disciples complete the formalities to leave the Sect between yesterday and today?"
The Manager hurriedly opened the thick disciple register on his desk. After searching through it with trembling fingers, he hastily reported:
"Reporting to Peak Master Yun, between yesterday and today, over three hundred Outer Sect disciples completed the formalities to leave the Sect early because their aptitude was limited and they had no hope of a breakthrough. All of them have already left the Sect and gone down the mountain!"
Hearing this, Yun Huoyue wasted no words. She turned into a streak of light and vanished from the Affairs Hall.
Only a lingering wisp of bone-piercing cold remained, making the middle-aged Manager shudder violently.
High above the Outer Sect, Yun Huoyue stood suspended in the air, gazing at the endless mountain ranges in the distance, her heart ice-cold.
She truly had not expected that fellow to actually slip away.
"Could it be... that I scared him?"
She suddenly felt that this was very likely.
After all, rumors of her reputation in the Sect had long been a tangled mess, growing more outrageous with every retelling. Recently, even