"Good or not, some things ultimately have to be done, don't they?" Qing Yu said.

Upon hearing this, Xuanzhen gave a smile that seemed to have an inscrutable meaning, "Yes, they ultimately have to be done."

If Xuan Chen did well and lived up to the responsibilities of a Sect Leader, Xuanzhen might not necessarily oppose him.

Unfortunately, this Sect Leader, proficient in schemes and tricks, had become somewhat inept after assuming power, no, it should be said his tactics were not up to the mark.

Over the years, the sect had still been divided into two factions. Now, there was even a tendency to split.

It couldn't be said to be because of Xuanfa; Xuanfa had been dead for ten years. In ten years, if Xuan Chen still couldn't outcompete a dead man, he truly didn't deserve to be Sect Leader.

The real reason for the emergence of the Anti-Sect Leader faction was that Xuan Chen had not fulfilled his role completely, failing to genuinely earn the respect of Xuan Yin, Xuan Lin, and others.

Just look at the disciples of Su Nu Peak, even the disciples from this neutral faction disapproved of the conduct of Zhengyang Peak, leaning towards Xuan Yin and the Anti-Sect Leader faction.

While they were discussing, a surge of air erupted from outside the peak, and Xuan Shang, with his sword, charged up the mountain cliff.

Seeing the top of the peak scraped off by a foot, Xuan Shang's already stern face grew even more dreadful, "Has something happened?"

Though it was a question, the pitted ground and the disappearing thatched cottage and flowers made it clear—an incident had occurred, and a serious one at that.

Unlike Xuanzhen and other Peak Masters, Xuan Shang didn't have an Immortal Crane for transport. The renowned "Bai Yu" red-crowned crane introduced by Xuanfeng wasn't familiar with Xuan Shang either.

Therefore, while other Peak Masters rode back on Immortal Cranes, Xuan Shang had to walk back bitterly.

Then, outside Wanfa Peak, he encountered a giant python that had gone berserk due to losing mental contact with its master.

The python was fierce, but to Xuan Shang, it was no different from a cat. However, the mysterious appearance of a giant python outside Wanfa Peak was undoubtedly a bad omen.

Thus, Xuan Shang climbed towards the peak with his sword drawn. He knew that if this was someone's move, it wouldn't just be a simple matter of letting a python in.

Sure enough, near the peak, Xuan Shang detected the smell of blood on the wind, along with a fishy smell.

The stench of poison.

Having lived in Shu Province for ten years, Xuan Shang was no homebody. He was very familiar with Shu Province's specialty—poison.

This further confirmed the suspicion that something had happened.

"Lin Qiuxuan of Ten Thousand Poison Sect has pursued from Shu Province to the True Martial Sect, truly persevering. What he wants is a certain magic from my body, but in reality, his target is also that..."

Qing Yu signaled with her eyes to the lying Xuanfeng.

"He finally wants to attack his fellow disciples again?" Xuan Shang snorted coldly.

Evidently, he was reminded of the past from ten years ago.

No one responded to his words.

Regarding Xuanfa, Qing Yu actually had little attachment. And Xuanzhen, she also seemed indifferent to Xuanfa, just quietly observing the land eroded by the blood, seemingly assessing the toxicity of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect's poison.

The scene suddenly fell silent.

"Cough, cough," Qing Yu coughed lightly, breaking the silence, "Let's first deal with the toxicity in the soil."

"This is all evidence, not to mention," Xuan Shang didn't finish his sentence, but his intent was unmistakably clear.

He wanted to take the incident with Lin Qiuxuan to question Xuan Chen, who managed the Great Formation.

"However, would Xuan Chen truly leave such a flaw?"

As an outsider, Qing Yu testifying to identify someone manipulating the Great Formation to aid Lin Qiuxuan was hardly convincing. After all, for a foreigner in Zhenwu Sect to point the finger at the Sect Leader was certainly unwise.

As for Xuanfeng, putting aside his current dementia, even if he were of sound mind, he would not have complied with Xuan Shang's wishes.

After all...

This man was a master of muddling through.

Given Xuanfeng's protection of Zhenwu Sect, it was possible he might even falsely accuse Qing Yu and Lin Qiuxuan of collusion.

"In the end, the conclusion will only be that Lin Qiuxuan is mysterious and multi-faceted, hiding within the belly of a giant python and sneaking into Zhenwu Sect from the underground river, all unrelated to that person," Qing Yu said indifferently.

He never intended to use this matter to trouble Xuan Chen.

What use was causing trouble, could it make the other party lose a piece of flesh? What good would it do? At most, he would just listen to Xuan Chen's explanation. Could he really make him abdicate or take his own life?

Ultimately, victory over Xuan Chen would still depend on strength. And at present, their own strength was clearly insufficient.

Xuan Zhen also understood this and said, "Let's put it aside for now."

"Right, what about the resolution of the Seven Peaks?"

Intuition told Qing Yu that the resolution of the Seven Peaks had surely met some snags. With the Debating Conference imminent, Xuan Chen definitely wouldn't let the resolution proceed smoothly.

Though constrained by the implications hinted at by Xuan Shang, Xuan Chen wouldn't outright deny it, but he could delay it.

Sure enough, Xuan Shang spoke with an unpleasant expression, "With the Debating Conference imminent, it's not appropriate to replace the Peak Masters. This matter will be discussed after the conference."

The reasoning was sound and justifiable, and Xuan Shang had no power to refute. After all, it wasn't that they weren't going to conduct the resolution of the Seven Peaks, just that the current situation was special, so it was delayed for a while.

"It doesn't matter, a delay is also no great harm."

Qing Yu shook his head nonchalantly and drew out the Qiuli Sword again.

Vitality brewed upon the sword edge, Yin Yang Gang Qi intertwined, summoning the Earth Essence Qi from below.

"Come."

Amid a soft cry, the pure Earth Essence Qi surged upward, streaks of green brilliance scurrying through the pitted black soil.

Zhenwu Seven Peaks, each one could be said to be a Spiritual Mountain Blessed Land, abundant in Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi and Earth Essence Qi. Qing Yu, using the "Earth Dominating Technique," mobilized the Earth Essence Qi, cleansing the soil of infiltrated blood and poison gases, expelling them outward.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz..."

Amid the faint trembling sounds, the blood-tainted miasma continuously spilled from the ground, swept away by the surging Primordial Energy.

"Such manipulation of Primordial Energy and Essence Qi, to reach such an extent..." Seeing this, Xuan Shang cast aside his previous gloom, his face filled with awe.

Xuan Shang considered his Power higher than Qing Yu's, but he couldn't achieve such a nearly miraculous scene. Or perhaps, this was indeed a miraculous technique. These methods, if employed among ordinary folk, would surely have made them revere Qing Yu as a deity.

The Blood Poison was quickly cleansed completely, and the peak regained some semblance of normalcy. Though still rugged and crude, it was no longer plagued by the thick, nauseating stench of blood or poison gases.

Given the scene just now, only the three present, with their profound Power, could withstand it. Had it been Innate Stage Martial Artists, just smelling the stench would have left them powerless to resist, and they might even have silently perished.

"Done."

Qing Yu sheathed his sword, his breathing neither hurried nor labored, without the slightest sense of exertion. The cleansing of the Blood Poison was mainly driven by the Earth Essence Qi, with hardly any depletion of Qing Yu's True Qi.

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