184: Chapter 184 This is a small token of my Xuanyu Palace's appreciation.

Xuanyu Palace, Main Hall.

The hall doors were towering, with white jade stairs, and spiritual light flowed.

Eighteen coiled Dragon stone pillars stood majestically on both sides, the pillars carved with dense runes, exuding an ancient and vicissitudinous aura.

Zhou Yuan and Qin Mo stood in the center of the main hall, their eyes meeting, both seeing the unease in the other's eyes.

Behind them were a dozen corpses covered by white cloth—Young Palace Master Yu Wushuang of Xuanyu Palace, his Dao Companion Su Wanqing, and the dozen or so Dharma Image Realm Disciples who accompanied them.

On both sides of the main hall, the Elders of Xuanyu Palace sat on either side, their faces livid, the fury in their eyes almost ready to erupt.

On the main seat sat an old man with white hair, his face thin, his eyes deep, and his whole body's aura as deep as an abyss.

Asking Dao Realm, Seventh Stage.

The Palace Master of Xuanyu Palace—Yu Canglan.

His gaze fell on those dozen corpses, his aged face without a ripple, but deep in those profound eyes, an extremely suppressed rage surged.

"Young Palace Master!"

"Wushuang!"

Several Elders could not help but stand up and rush to the corpses, lifting the white cloth to look at Yu Wushuang's paper-white face, their eye sockets red, their bodies trembling.

"Who did this?! Who killed Wushuang?!"

A white-haired Elder turned his head abruptly, staring fixedly at Zhou Yuan and Qin Mo, his Asking Dao Realm aura erupting violently, crushing towards the two like a mountain!

Zhou Yuan's face turned deathly pale, and he subconsciously took a half step back.

Although Qin Mo's expression did not change, his fingers gripping the sword hilt turned slightly white, clearly his heart was not calm either.

"Speak! Who killed the Young Palace Master?!" The white-haired Elder stepped forward, his Killing Intent chilling.

Zhou Yuan swallowed, braced himself, stepped forward, and cupped his hands, saying: "Senior, it, it was Great Elder Yun Zhongzi of Yinxian Village who made the move."

"Great Elder Yun Zhongzi?!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the hall was in an uproar.

"The Grand Elder of Yinxian Village? Why would he kill Wushuang?!"

"My Xuanyu Palace has no grudges against Yinxian Village, why would Great Elder Yun Zhongzi commit such a vicious act?!"

"Too bullying! Simply too bullying!"

Angry shouts rose one after another, and several Elders directly drew their Magical Artifacts, filled with Killing Intent.

Yu Canglan raised his hand, stopping everyone's commotion.

His gaze fell on Zhou Yuan, his tone flat: "Speak clearly, what happened?"

Zhou Yuan took a deep breath and recounted the whole process.

From Young Palace Master Yu Wushuang taking people to break into the Yinxian Village courtyard, to him making a move on the Shen Family, to Great Elder Yun Zhongzi killing them, he added no fuel or vinegar, nor did he hide anything.

After he finished speaking, the main hall fell into a brief silence.

Yu Canglan was silent for a moment, then slowly opened his mouth: "You mean, Young Palace Master Yu Wushuang took people to provoke the distinguished guests of Yinxian Village, and only then did Great Elder Yun Zhongzi make a move?"

Zhou Yuan nodded quickly: "Yes, Senior. The few from the Shen Family are his distinguished guests, and Young Palace Master Yu Wushuang wanted to make a move on the Shen Family in front of him; this was slapping the face of Yinxian Village."

Yu Canglan's face became even gloomier.

He naturally knew the temperament of Young Palace Master Yu Wushuang—arrogant and domineering, disregarding others, relying on his identity as the Young Palace Master of Xuanyu Palace to run rampant in the Southern Region.

In the past, those he offended were all small Sects, and Xuanyu Palace could handle it.

But this time, he offended Yinxian Village!

One of the Three Great Holy Lands of the Southern Region!

"Palace Master, this matter cannot just end like this!" That white-haired Elder gritted his teeth, his eyes full of rage, "Young Palace Master Yu Wushuang is your only son, the future successor of Xuanyu Palace! Great Elder Yun Zhongzi killed him; this is slapping the face of our Xuanyu Palace!"

"Right! It cannot just end like this!"

"Even if it is a Holy Land, they cannot bully our Xuanyu Palace like this!"

The crowd was indignant, and several Elders even knelt on the ground, requesting to fight.

Yu Canglan was silent for a long time.

His gaze swept over the corpses in the hall, then fell on Zhou Yuan and the other.

After a long while, he said coldly: "Someone, take them down and lock them up!"

Zhou Yuan and the other's expressions changed slightly, but they did not resist.

In this main hall, if they really resisted, that would be courting death.

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Xuanyu Palace, Dungeon.

In the dark and damp dungeon, candle flames flickered, making the runes on the walls shimmer.

Zhou Yuan and Qin Mo were locked in the same cell, both leaning against the cold stone wall, their expressions not looking very good.

"You say, will Xuanyu Palace really use us to make an example?" Zhou Yuan lowered his voice, his round face filled with worry, "We brought the corpse of Young Palace Master Yu Wushuang here; isn't that obviously slapping their face?"

Qin Mo's expression was cold, he didn't speak, just gripped the sword hilt in his hand tightly.

He had no bottom in his heart either.

Although Yinxian Village is a Holy Land, Xuanyu Palace is at least one of the Seven Great Sects, with a Legacy of thousands of years and deep foundations.

The Young Palace Master was killed, and the corpse was sent to their door; whoever it was would explode.

"The Grand Elder is really..." Zhou Yuan sighed, "Even if he killed him, he should have found a place with no one to dispose of the corpse. He had to make us send the corpse back; isn't this sending us to die?"

"The Grand Elder doing this naturally has his reasons." Qin Mo finally spoke, his voice cold, "Don't worry, the Grand Elder would not let us come here to die."

Zhou Yuan curled his lips, not refuting.

A burst of hurried footsteps came.

"Someone is coming." Qin Mo stood up, gripping the sword hilt in his hand.

Zhou Yuan also stood up, spiritual power surging within him, vigilantly staring in the direction of the cell door.

The footsteps got closer and closer.

A moment later, a Xuanyu Palace Elder appeared in front of the cell door, followed by several Disciples.

But to Zhou Yuan's surprise, the Elder's expression was not anger, not ferocity, but... polite?

Even carrying a bit of flattery?

"Two little friends, you have been wronged." The Elder wore a smile on his face, personally opening the cell door, stepping aside, "Please, please."

Zhou Yuan and Qin Mo looked at each other, both seeing confusion in the other's eyes.

What is the situation here?

"Senior, you are..." Zhou Yuan asked tentatively.

The Elder waved his hand, his smile even more eager: "Misunderstanding, it was all a misunderstanding. The Palace Master was just momentarily blinded by rage, which is why he locked the two little friends here. Two little friends, rest assured, Xuanyu Palace will absolutely not make things difficult for you."

He paused, then took out two Storage Pouches from his bosom, holding them with both hands and handing them to the two.

"This is a small token of my Xuanyu Palace's sincerity, considered as an apology to the two, hoping the two little friends will graciously accept."

Zhou Yuan took the Storage Pouches, Divine Thought probing inside, and he was instantly stunned.

Inside were packed with thousands of High-Grade Spirit Stones, as well as a few bottles of Medicinal Pills, the grade of which was not low, and even a few Magic Treasures.

Where is this a 'small token of sincerity'? It is clearly spending a fortune!

"Senior, this..." Zhou Yuan looked up at the Elder, his face full of confusion.

The Elder coughed dryly, lowering his voice: "Two little friends might not know, Great Elder Yun Zhongzi underwent Undergoing Tribulation and became a Saint yesterday, and wiped out the Tiangang Sect today. The Palace Master said that Yinxian Village is a Holy Land, and Great Elder Yun Zhongzi is also a pillar of the Southern Region; Xuanyu Palace has long revered Saints..."

Zhou Yuan's eyes widened, his mouth agape, the whole person struck by lightning.

What?!

The Grand Elder has become a Saint?!

And wiped out the Tiangang Sect?!

He turned to look at Qin Mo, finding that Qin Mo was also stunned, a rare look of astonishment appearing on his cold face.

"This, this..." Zhou Yuan swallowed, his voice trembling.

Seeing the reaction of the two, the Elder became even more certain—these two juniors had no idea about Great Elder Yun Zhongzi becoming a Saint!

It seems that Great Elder Yun Zhongzi wiping out the Tiangang Sect had nothing to do with their Xuanyu Palace.

"Two little friends, please." The Elder made a gesture of invitation again, the smile on his face even more eager, "I have already prepared a carriage to send the two little friends back to Yinxian Village."

Zhou Yuan and Qin Mo looked at each other, suppressing the shock in their hearts, and followed the Elder out of the dungeon.