210: Chapter 210 Tracing the Roots, Everything Becomes Clear

A chaotic "denunciation meeting" and "family reunion" that was enough to overturn the history books of the Hehuan Sect finally came to a temporary pause after the Little Girl—Old Ancestor Qingtian—had spent a long time lecturing, while twisting the ears of the Founding Ancestor, Mo Hehuan.

The Little Girl seemed to be tired of scolding. She released her grip on Mo Hehuan's ears. Her pouting face calmed down slightly, but she still didn't look pleased.

She clapped her small hands, then pointed at the mess on the ground and the disciples and grand-disciples who wore various expressions of anxiety and unease. She spoke to Mo Hehuan in an irritable tone:

"That's enough! Stop crying and making a spectacle of yourself here! This mess was caused by these fine disciples of yours; you can clean up the disaster yourself!"

Her large amber eyes swept across Chen Yongheng, Li Mubai, Dao Ancestor Qinglian, and others, then scanned the Hehuan Sect members in the distance who were as silent as cicadas in winter. Finally, her gaze landed on the weak and pale Xiao Nianyin. She snorted coldly: "As for how to deal with this, you handle it! If I'm not satisfied, I'll beat you up along with them!"

Hearing this, Mo Hehuan hurriedly scrambled up from the ground and wiped the tear stains from her face. She tried hard to make her expression look serious, but the deep-seated yearning and awe in her eyes when she looked at the Little Girl remained thick and inseparable.

She said respectfully: "Yes, Revered Master. This disciple will certainly handle it properly and give Revered Master an explanation."

After saying this, she slowly stood up.

When she turned around to face the spirits of the ancestors of past generations and the Hehuan Sect members below, the tear stains and grievance on her face vanished instantly, replaced by the calm and majesty of someone who had long held a high position and controlled the world.

Even though it was only a projection of her true spirit, and even though she had just cried like a child in front of her Revered Master, at this moment, she was still that peerless figure who had founded the eight-thousand-year Daoist orthodoxy of the Hehuan Sect—the Hehuan Fairy.

An invisible pressure quietly permeated the air as her gaze swept over them.

Everyone touched by her gaze, whether spirit or living being, lowered their heads involuntarily, feeling anxious in their hearts.

"Who can tell me," Mo Hehuan's voice was clear and calm, yet carried an unquestionable power, "why this absolutely absurd 'Summoning the Ancestor' event happened today? Who presided over it? And for what reason?"

Her gaze first landed on the five Grand Elders, including Granny Jingxu, who were on their last breath and nearly exhausted.

These five people had burned their life essence and blood to preside over the Summoning the Ancestor; they were the direct executors.

Granny Jingxu struggled to speak, but due to her severe injuries, she could only emit wheezing sounds. Her eyes were filled with regret, fear, and a trace of bewilderment.

Even now, she still hadn't fully figured out how the "strong enemy" she had summoned the Ancestral Master to deal with had turned out to be the Founding Ancestor's Revered Master.

The situation for the other four Grand Elders who participated in the Summoning the Ancestor was about the same; they didn't even have the strength to speak.

Mo Hehuan frowned slightly and shifted her gaze to the other Elders and Core Disciples who were still conscious.

Under her gaze, those people trembled even more; how would they dare to hide anything? Furthermore, many people present had witnessed the cause and effect of this matter with their own eyes.

Immediately, a relatively calm Nascent Soul Elder with higher seniority stepped out tremblingly. He bowed and recounted the events of the day, starting from Sect Master Xiao Nianyin suddenly summoning the entire Sect to the Law Execution Platform to announce the newly accepted, internally designated Personal Disciple, Xu Ruyu; to Xu Ruyu's "arrogant" response; to Xiao Nianyin's rage and desire to execute him with a staff; to the sudden appearance of the white-haired Little Girl who defeated the Sect Master with a single finger and cowed ten thousand swords with a single sword; and finally to Granny Jingxu and the others triggering the Summoning the Ancestor in grief and indignation... He recounted it all from beginning to end, without daring to add any embellishments or conceal anything.

As the Elder narrated, the calm expression on Mo Hehuan's face began to change gradually.

When she heard that Xiao Nianyin was going to arrest Xu Ruyu on trumped-up charges such as "disrespecting the Sect Master, questioning Sect rules, and harboring ulterior motives," her delicate eyebrows lifted slightly.

When she heard that the Little Girl had appeared and unleashed the Concept of the "One Sword of Emotional Heaven," easily defeating Xiao Nianyin, a flash of realization crossed her eyes.

When she heard about Granny Jingxu and the others tragically performing the Summoning the Ancestor, only for the summoned ancestors of past generations (including herself) to be slapped down one by one by the Little Girl, and how it finally ended in the farce of pulling down pants and spanking, the corner of her mouth couldn't help but twitch. She subconsciously touched her own buttocks, as if she still felt some phantom pain.

But soon, her attention was drawn to a key point.

"Xu Ruyu?" Mo Hehuan repeated the name softly, her gaze drifting involuntarily toward the young man who was being protected behind Lady Qingli and was currently looking over here with a complex expression.

"Is that the... young man who was newly accepted as a Personal Disciple by Xiao Nianyin and then accused by you all?"

"It... it is indeed him." That Elder was sweating profusely.

"What is special about him? Why did Xiao Nianyin want to accept him as a Personal Disciple? And why was she in such a rush to deal with him using trumped-up charges?"

Mo Hehuan pressed, her tone calm, yet it made everyone present tighten with tension.

They suddenly realized that the core of the problem seemed to have circled back to the beginning—Xu Ruyu.

This time, without needing the Elder to answer, some core figures who knew more of the inside story, or had previously participated in the Ningyin Hall incident (where Xiao Nianyin lost all her cultivation and Xu Ruyu was "internally designated"), began to chime in.

Although it was a bit chaotic, when combined with some information that Xiao Nianyin had revealed herself (such as Xu Ruyu possessing the "Legacy of the One Sword of Emotional Heaven"), as well as Xu Ruyu's shocking remarks on the Law Execution Platform about "Cultivating with Air," the outline of the matter gradually became clear.

Mo Hehuan listened quietly, her expression becoming increasingly calm, but her eyes becoming sharper and sharper.

When the approximate truth was finally pieced together—that Xiao Nianyin had encountered a mishap while practicing the "Mystic Maidens Sun-Stealing Art," her cultivation was on the verge of collapse, so she used a forbidden secret technique to summon Xu Ruyu from another world, attempting to use the special power he might possess to balance herself, and even coveting his Legacy; and upon discovering that Xu Ruyu might know more secrets and was uncontrollable, she wanted to use thunderous means to suppress and interrogate him—the calm aura around Mo Hehuan suddenly congealed!

A bone-chilling coldness radiated from her as the center. It was not a physical low temperature, but a disappointment and anger that pierced straight through the Divine Soul!

She slowly turned her head, her gaze like two ice picks, piercing toward Xiao Nianyin, who was floating in mid-air with a face that had long since turned pale as paper.

As a Personal Disciple of Fairy Qing Tian, she knew better than anyone what the "One Sword of Emotional Heaven" meant.

It was not just a sword technique of unmatched power, but one of the core Legacies of the Revered Master's "Dao of Emotional Heaven," containing the true meaning of emotion and logic, of cutting and severing, which pointed directly to the Origin.

Without being taught personally by the Revered Master, or receiving the recognition of the core mark left by the Revered Master, it was absolutely impossible to learn it, and even more impossible to display such pure Sword Intent!