104: Chapter 104: Rumors Spread

Three days later.

Eternal Night Demon Sect, the dining hall for Inner Sect Disciples.

At lunchtime, the cafeteria was bustling with people.

Hundreds of Inner Sect Disciples gathered in small groups of three to five, eating and chatting.

Among them, the lowest cultivation was the Golden Core realm; both their strength and talent were ranked in the upper-middle tier of the entire Eternal Night Demon Sect.

Logically speaking, these people should have long since achieved Inedia.

However, the lunch at the Eternal Night Demon Sect was no ordinary lunch.

It was served once a month, and every dish was brewed from Spiritual Items, spiritual rice, and other materials rich in Spiritual Qi.

It was simply a major supplement.

Therefore, almost every Inner Sect Disciple would come here once a month.

“Hey, have you heard?”

At this moment, a Disciple with a sharp chin and thin face used a Voice Transmission to speak to his companion at the same table.

“What?”

“About Senior Brother Bai...”

Despite using Voice Transmission, the person's voice was still subconsciously lowered, and his eyes flickered with the light of gossip.

The companion immediately became interested: “Quick, tell me!”

The sharp-faced Disciple looked left and right, and after confirming no one was paying attention, he leaned into his companion's ear.

“I heard that Senior Brother Bai... doesn't like women.”

The companion was stunned upon hearing this.

“What do you mean?”

“It means he likes men.”

“And he's also... the one on the bottom.”

The sharp-faced Disciple winked and made faces.

“Pfft!!!”

The companion spat out a mouthful of spiritual tea.

“Don't fucking talk nonsense, that's the Second Demon Son!”

“It's true!”

The sharp-faced Disciple grew anxious.

“My Senior Brother works in the Deacon Hall; he heard it with his own ears. He said Senior Brother Bai and Senior Brother Gui...”

He didn't finish, but the meaning was already very clear.

The several people at the table looked at each other, their eyes full of shock.

“Senior Brother Gui?”

“No wonder the two of them are so close...”

The sharp-faced man immediately prepared to continue gossiping.

Suddenly, the person next to him hurriedly reminded him.

“Shh! Do you want to die?”

Hearing this, the several people quickly buried their heads in their food, but from the corners of their eyes, they were all quietly glancing into the distance.

Suddenly, a figure slowly approached the cafeteria.

It was precisely Guiying.

As soon as he entered the door, he seemed to sense something and looked up, scanning the room.

Those few people immediately lowered their heads, not even daring to breathe loudly.

...

At the same time, on the training grounds.

Several Inner Sect Disciples were sparring.

When the fight reached its peak, they still used Voice Transmissions to communicate.

“Say, is that matter about Senior Brother Bai true or false?”

“Who knows? Anyway, I don't believe it.”

“I don't believe it either, but the rumors are quite detailed...”

“I heard someone saw Senior Brother Bai and Senior Brother Gui coming out of the same courtyard in the middle of the night with their own eyes.”

“Holy shit, for real?”

“I heard it too...”

“Then what about Senior Brother Blood Slaughterer? Isn't he also close to Senior Brother Bai?”

“Senior Brother Blood Slaughterer? With all those muscles, he should be the top, right?”

“Makes sense...”

As they spoke, the topic went further and further astray.

The more they chatted, the more excited they became. After all, the high-and-mighty Second Demon Son was actually being pinned down by a big brute in secret.

Sounds pretty thrilling, doesn't it?

...

Mission Hall.

Several deacon Disciples were organizing mission scrolls while discussing in low voices.

“Have you guys heard? About Senior Brother Bai.”

“Heard it long ago. It's spreading through the whole Sect now.”

“This is too ridiculous, right? White Bone Scholar is the Second Demon Son, how could he possibly...”

“Who knows? There's no smoke without fire.”

“Keep it down. Senior Brother Bai has eyes and ears everywhere. If he finds out, we're in trouble.”

The several people immediately shut up, but their eyes continued to exchange looks.

...

Deacon Hall, side hall.

Mo Yuan was flipping through a scroll when he suddenly frowned.

A light knocking sound came from outside the hall.

“Enter.”

A deacon Disciple pushed the door open and entered, saying respectfully,

“Hall Master, there's... a situation outside.”

Mo Yuan looked up: “What situation?”

The deacon Disciple hesitated for a moment and said in a low voice: “It's about some rumors... regarding White Bone Scholar.”

Mo Yuan raised an eyebrow, his interest piqued.

“Speak.”

The deacon Disciple briefly recounted the rumors that were causing a stir outside.

After Mo Yuan finished listening, he was silent for three breaths.

Then he laughed.

“Interesting.”

The deacon Disciple was stunned.

“Hall Master, should we step in to stop it? After all, this concerns a Demon Son... it damages the Sect's reputation.”

Hearing this, Mo Yuan immediately waved his hand.

“No need.”

“What does a Demon Sect care about reputation? Let him handle it himself.”

The deacon Disciple withdrew again upon hearing this.

Mo Yuan leaned back in his chair, his gaze deep.

“Xiao Ran... you're really something.”

He whispered to himself, a playful smile curling at the corners of his mouth.

...

White Bone Peak.

White Bone Scholar's residence.

This mountain peak was shrouded in grayish-white mist year-round, filled with a gloomy Yin Qi.

At the summit was a palace built from white bones; it was White Bone Scholar's place of cultivation.

At this moment, White Bone Scholar was sitting cross-legged in the hall, his eyes closed in cultivation.

Suddenly, urgent footsteps came from outside the hall.

“Senior Brother! Something bad has happened!”

A pale-faced young Disciple rushed in, panting for breath.

White Bone Scholar opened his eyes, a flicker of displeasure passing through them.

“What's the panic?”

The Disciple swallowed hard and said in a low voice,

“Senior Brother, outside... there are rumors about you spreading outside.”

“What rumors?”

The Disciple stammered, not daring to speak.

White Bone Scholar frowned.

“Hesitating and wavering, you can't even squeeze out a fart after half a day.”

“Speak!”

Seeing this, the Disciple gritted his teeth and said with his eyes closed,

“The rumors outside say you like men, and that you're... you're the one on the bottom!”

“They also say you have a thing with Senior Brother Guiying, and also with Senior Brother Blood Slaughterer, saying you are... are...”

He couldn't go on.

White Bone Scholar's face turned ashen at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The temperature in the hall suddenly dropped.

The Disciple trembled, wishing he could find a crack in the floor to crawl into.

Silence.

A deathly silence.

After a long time.

White Bone Scholar spoke, his voice terrifyingly calm.

“Who started it?”

The Disciple shook his head.

“I-I don't know... it spread throughout the entire Sect overnight...”

White Bone Scholar closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Several candidates instantly flashed through his mind.

Li Tianxing?

Impossible, he simply disdains using such methods.

Guiying? Blood Slaughterer?

No, we are already in the same camp; besides, who would spread rumors about themselves?

Yin Jiuyou?

He has no motive for doing such a thing!

Then only one person remains.

Xiao Ran.