Chapter 254: Deduction
“Lang Yun—Lang Yun’s name shattered.”
“Chi Hong Hu’s is gone too!”
“And Shi Yangyan’s.”
……
Within the Tai Xuan Sect, someone watching the Life Stone Tablets that registered disciples’ names shatter, their face changed drastically.
Although these three were only considered ordinary Inner Disciples of the Tai Xuan Sect, merely those who were uniformly taught.
They still held the title of Inner Disciple.
The ones who took them in were also well-known Stewards of the Tai Xuan Sect.
Especially Lang Yun.
She was the daughter of a Steward of the Tai Xuan Sect.
Although her Talent was average, she had been raised in the Tai Xuan Sect since childhood, taken as a registered disciple by an Elder, and possessed many protective items.
With Chi Hong Hu and the others following her, how could something happen to them so easily?
A disciple immediately broke out in a sweat and went to notify the people in charge.
Occasionally, one death could be considered an accident.
But three deaths at once were definitely not an accident.
As long as the three of them revealed the name of the Tai Xuan Sect, ordinary Sect Disciples wouldn’t make a move.
Moreover, Lang Yun and the other two weren’t stupid; they definitely wouldn’t provoke those they shouldn’t. Who did they provoke?
They were still active in the Longshuang Great Marsh.
In a place like the Longshuang Great Marsh, those who could go to collect Materials and mine were definitely not disciples of a Major Sect, or they were highly valued.
Who else could they offend?
“Quick, go investigate where they were last seen!”
Someone hurried away.
And Lang Yun’s father, a Steward in the Tai Xuan Sect’s Internal Affairs Hall, almost crawled on his hands and knees to find an Elder of the Tai Xuan Sect.
Before he even reached the place, he prostrated himself on the ground before an empty House, performing a kowtow: “I beg the Elder to avenge my daughter!”
His voice was already filled with choked sobs.
The moment he learned of his daughter’s death, he felt a gnawing hatred.
He wanted to know who killed his daughter!
Soon, everyone in the Tai Xuan Sect knew that a Steward’s daughter had died, along with two Inner Disciples.
Some speculated whether they had offended a Senior with high Cultivation.
Others were indifferent.
And some were secretly delighted.
Especially the Outer Disciples.
The Tai Xuan Sect was a rather peculiar Place.
Being able to produce Lu Rufeng and Yi Tianhe proved that this Place—had a corrupt family tradition!
From top to bottom, they believed in the principle of using any means necessary to achieve their goals.
Inner Disciples bullying Outer Disciples was a common occurrence.
A considerable number of Outer Disciples had been bullied by Chi Hong Hu and the other two, so when these three died, some were extremely pleased.
Perhaps only one Steward truly grieved for his daughter.
After Steward Lang pleaded with the Elder, after a long while, sparse smoke emerged from the empty House.
Within the smoke, a figure gradually took shape, and a hoarse female voice emerged, “I deduced Lang Yun’s location, but—I couldn’t find her.”
Not only was the person gone, but the Mark she carried had also been erased.
When disciples fought outside, they would always have some means to send information back to the Sect.
But this time, nothing could be done; the person was simply gone.
Steward Lang’s body trembled. He looked up, revealing a delicate but increasingly distorted face: “Lang Yun, Lang Yun is my only daughter…”
“Yes, I know,” the female voice said faintly. “She is also my daughter. I will avenge her. I will ask the Sect Master to lend the Divine Mirror to find the whereabouts of that thief.”
Steward Lang’s body trembled. After a long while, he finally said, “Yes.”
Suddenly, the woman said softly, “Qi Wen, are you getting old?”
After saying this, the smoke gradually thinned, and the voice completely disappeared.
This heartless remark sent a chill down Steward Lang’s spine.
It also reminded him even more.
His daughter was dead, and his only reliance was gone.
The bond between him and this woman was also gone.
He only had one daughter, Lang Yun, but this woman had many sons and many daughters!
What would happen to him in the Tai Xuan Sect from now on?
How much longer could he hold onto his position as Steward?
He was determined to tear apart the person who killed his daughter!
But what if his daughter had truly offended someone she shouldn’t have?
What would happen then?
——
“Lang Yun and Chi Hong Hu are dead?”
Lu Rufeng and Yi Tianhe, who were in the Longshuang Great Marsh, quickly received this Sound Transmission.
For the Tai Xuan Sect, it was an event, but not a major one.
The reason for this Sound Transmission was even to tell them to be careful and not to provoke anyone.
After all, the Longshuang Great Marsh was teeming with high-level Cultivators.
It was perfectly normal for those people to be killed if they provoked someone they shouldn’t have.
Lu Rufeng wasn’t particularly concerned, but Yi Tianhe frowned, “How could that be? I saw them just two days ago, and they were also in the Longshuang Great Marsh!”
Lu Rufeng shrugged, “Perhaps they offended someone they shouldn’t have.”
“Lang Yun was sensible; how could she provoke someone she shouldn’t have?”
Yi Tianhe was truly puzzled. Lu Rufeng glanced at her, “Are you very familiar with Lang Yun? Junior Sister, I’m not trying to lecture you, but she’s just a Steward’s daughter, not even formally accepted by an Elder, just a registered disciple. You should interact less with these people.”
Yi Tianhe paused and shook her head, “No, I just find it strange. Lang Yun and the others wouldn’t provoke someone they shouldn’t have; they aren’t stupid.”
“But they are indeed dead. Are you going to say that some Foundation Establishment Stage disciple killed all three of them at once? How is that possible? Who could…”
Before he finished speaking, Lu Rufeng unexpectedly thought of Song Abao.
Although he understood that the two matters couldn’t be conflated, he remembered how Song Abao, a Mid Qi Condensation Stage cultivator, had used astonishing means in a Secret Realm to continuously use elixirs to beat them, two Late Qi Condensation Stage cultivators.
That was already a very embarrassing matter.
But such a small possibility did exist.
However, Lu Rufeng quickly shook his head.
Impossible.
Was everyone Song Abao?
Wouldn’t that prove he was a good-for-nothing, whom anyone could beat?!
This matter was merely a casual mention in their conversation.
Meanwhile, in the Tai Xuan Sect, when the Elder requested to borrow the Divine Mirror, the Sect Master considered it. Taking into account that she was his daughter, he agreed.
The Divine Mirror could deduce who killed Lang Yun, requiring only a small price.
—But if there was a problem with the target, it would be different.
The Divine Mirror could only be used by the Sect Master. The Sect Master of a Major Sect was already at the Nascent Soul Stage Late Stage. Although not the strongest in the Sect, the strongest was still in seclusion.
But he was already close to that step; once he broke through, it would be a new era.
Yet, such a Cultivator, upon initially attempting to deduce the killer of Lang Yun, only ran the Secret Technique a few times before his heart suddenly began to pound violently.
“Not good!”
He stopped the deduction in great alarm. The moment he stopped, his own nape was unexpectedly soaked with a sticky dampness, something he hadn’t experienced in a long time.
A trace of terror flashed in his eyes. He suddenly withdrew the Divine Mirror. Having lived for over a thousand years and experienced great storms, he felt as if the sky had collapsed and the earth had caved in at this moment.
How could this be?!
The Divine Mirror had only encountered problems once before, when deducing Song Abao.
The last time, when deducing the Black Chi Seal and Song Abao’s whereabouts, it had only gone wrong halfway. Hesitating, he hadn’t continued the deduction.
How could the deduction of Lang Yun’s killer this time be even more terrifying?!
