Was it you that night?
Chapter 141 - 139: Qinghe’s Beauty Trick

Chapter 141: Chapter 139: Qinghe’s Beauty Trick

Sect Master Zuo, seeing the situation might escalate, stepped out to mediate again, "Wuya, let’s talk this out..."

"Did Sword Master Tian Yan talk it out when he poisoned Shen Qinghe?" Dongfang Wuya retorted.

Zuo An was at a loss for words for a moment.

He also felt that what Tian Yan did was unprincipled. Tian Yan, a mighty figure just like Shen Zhuo, had actually fought with a junior who had just completed Core Formation, striking with venomous force, showing no mercy.

"Indeed, Tian Yan was in the wrong with this matter. I will report it for public judgment, but first, let go of him," Sect Master Zuo softened his tone.

Dongfang Wuya thought it was necessary to eliminate the obstacle of Sword Master Tian Yan for Shen Qinghe: "How about this, lock him up in the Nether Pool for ten years!"

Zuo An’s complexion changed slightly, while Sword Master Tian Yan was beyond angry, "Dongfang Wuya, don’t push people too far!"

"Who is the one pushing too far, me or you? Your actions today amount to the murder of a fellow disciple, an unforgivable crime! I’m laying it out here and now, either I take your life this instant, or you lock yourself in the Nether Pool for ten years. Choose one of these two paths!" Dongfang Wuya was used to being tyrannical, never wasting words with anyone if he could solve a problem with force.

Sword Master Tian Yan’s breathing became more and more strained; he knew his cultivation base was nowhere near that of Dongfang Wuya, the monster, and looked desperately toward Zuo An for help.

Zuo An offered a smile to Dongfang Wuya, "Wuya, let’s make a deal. Can we reduce Tian Yan’s time in the Nether Pool to one year?"

Dongfang Wuya suddenly revealed a stunningly beautiful smile, yet it sent shivers down everyone’s spine, causing Zuo An to shudder and quickly change his tune, "Ancestor, ten years it is, whatever you say, just let Tian Yan go now!"

The last time Dongfang Wuya smiled like that, all the demon cultivators present were slaughtered without mercy.

He felt that if he was any slower, the ancestor might just kill Tian Yan as well.

Everyone thought Dongfang Wuya would release Sword Master Tian Yan, but to their surprise, Tian Yan remained suspended in mid-air, hanging with a segment of his tongue lolling out, like a hanged ghost.

Zuo An asked amicably, "Can you let Tian Yan go now?"

"I cannot!" Dongfang Wuya responded briskly, "Go and have all the disciples of the Sky Pole Sect come here to pay their respects to Tian Yan’s last visage."

If anyone dared to touch his people, Sword Master Tian Yan shouldn’t expect an easy time.

Zuo An, out of options, glanced at Shen Qinghe, who stood not far behind Dongfang Wuya, and an idea struck him.

This affair began because of Shen Qinghe, and every time Wuya caused a great commotion, it was for Shen Qinghe. It was most fitting for Shen Qinghe to appease Wuya’s rage.

He approached Shen Qinghe and whispered, "Qinghe, turning a big issue into a small one, and a small one into none, this affair started because of you. Why don’t you try persuading Wuya? He should listen to you."

But Shen Qinghe shook her head without hesitation, "Why should I persuade him? Master Tian Yan was wrong first, and it’s reasonable for Mr. Wuya to punish Master Tian Yan!"

Why should she persuade Mr. Wuya to spare Sword Master Tian Yan? Wasn’t Mr. Wuya avenging her? To persuade him would be to discourage Mr. Wuya, wouldn’t it?

Sect Master Zuo wanted to persuade her further, "But how will the cycle of vengeance end if it continues like this? Valuing peace is the righteous path. If Tian Yan bears a grudge because of this, planting the seeds of hatred, it won’t be good for you either..."

"Sect Master, there’s no need to say more. Master Tian Yan wanted to kill me today; if it weren’t for the Black Rope helping me, I might already be dead at his hands. Why should I save someone who wants to kill me? Someone like Master Tian Yan, who doesn’t distinguish right from wrong, deserves to be punished. Mr. Wuya is right to do anything!" Shen Qinghe firmly refused Sect Master Zuo’s suggestion.

Sect Master Zuo looked at Shen Qinghe, who bore a righteous expression, then at Dongfang Wuya, who seemed indifferent, and finally resigned to his fate.

Before long, the disciples of Sky Pole Sect gradually arrived at the Sword Practice Field and witnessed the eerie sight of Sword Master Tian Yan hanging in midair.

Nan Sheng’s eyes brimmed with tears, "How can you treat my master like this? Quickly, let him down!"

"When Tian Yan was attempting to kill Shen Qing just a moment ago, did you stand up and say a word?" Dongfang Wuya found Nan Sheng’s voice particularly grating.

The color drained from Nan Sheng’s face, at a loss for words, finding it wrong to speak for Sword Master Tian Yan, and wrong not to.

"Even if Master has many faults, he is still a revered elder of Sky Pole Sect. Mr. Wuya, by humiliating Master in public for Shen Qinghe, have you ever considered the face of Sky Pole Sect?" Nan Sheng finally found words to retort, after a while.

Dongfang Wuya lazily opened his mouth, "How the reputation of Sky Pole Sect is seen by others is none of my concern. All I want is for the people of the Three Realms to see Tian Yan for what he really is. Of course, with a disciple like you, how could Tian Yan possibly be good? If you truly share a deep bond as master and disciple, why not join Tian Yan in the Nether Pool for a decade or so?"

Stunned, Nan Sheng looked incredulously at Sect Master Zuo, "Sect Master, is my master really to be confined to the Nether Pool for ten or so years?"

If Sword Master Tian Yan was to be confined for ten years, with whom would she practice during that time?

Zuo An was also in distress. The Sky Pole Sect had to support Dongfang Wuya, that venerable pain, and Tian Yan had managed to infuriate Wuya; what a tough position he was in as the sect leader.

"Tian Yan’s attempt on the life of a junior must be punished, to set an example and correct the course," Zuo An solemnly replied.

Besides, if Tian Yan wasn’t confined to the Nether Pool, he would end up dead by Wuya’s hand. A ten-year confinement was already the best option.

Lost for words, Nan Sheng muttered, "But there are so many disciples under Master’s tutelage, what will happen to their cultivation if Master is confined?"

Zuo An realized this was indeed a problem. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Dongfang Wuya, ruefully thinking that this problem was created by none other than this very patriarch.

So handsome yet so ruthlessly cruel...

No, that’s not right. If Tian Yan was to be confined, then Dongfang Wuya would take over his teachings!

"Wuya, I think Nan Sheng raises a valid point. Someone must take over Tian Yan’s teachings if he is to be imprisoned," Zuo An declared, looking intently at Dongfang Wuya.

Dongfang Wuya, encountering Sect Master Zuo’s fervent gaze, felt uncomfortable, "What are you scheming?"

Sect Master Zuo immediately began to speak excitedly, "Shen Zhuo is in a coma, Tian Yan is to be confined, someone must take their place in teaching, right? Since it is you who insists on Tian Yan’s confinement..."

"Get to the point!" Dongfang Wuya couldn’t bear to listen to Zuo An beating around the bush.

"The point is that you take over for Tian Yan’s teachings, right? With you personally teaching the disciples, our Sky Pole Sect will produce even more great talents in the future!" By the end, Sect Master Zuo became somewhat emotional, as if he already saw the magnificent vision of Sky Pole Sect dominating The Four Seas and Eight Wilds.

However, Dongfang Wuya promptly threw cold water on his excitement, "Forget it!"

"You’re idle anyway, what’s the harm in teaching them?" Zuo An said and pushed the beautiful Shen Qinghe towards Dongfang Wuya, hoping the presence of her stunningly beautiful face would make it impossible for the man, who forgot honor at the sight of beauty, to refuse.