Although he had divined that something might happen this time in the Star River, the cost of peering into the future suggested that it wouldn’t be anything significant.
So he simply stopped divining and decided it was better to ask directly.
Pang Qingshi, with a calm expression, meticulously informed his master of everything that had happened and his own speculations.
From when she and Lu Shanxing were tasked and persistently harassed by Wang Fuxian, up until the series of events that happened after they encountered Liang Yi and his group.
Wan Wan turned halfway towards the Star River, her back facing everyone.
Pang Qingshi was not surprised, she continued calmly narrating the rest of the events.
It had only been three days, and most of that time was spent in pursuit, so it took Pang Qingshi less than the time of one cup of tea to summarize everything.
Lu Shanxing also very clearly recounted the events after he separated from Sister Pang and others, including being counterattacked by Zhao Youting and rescued by Liang Yi.
Yet after the two finished speaking, the elder standing before the Star River showed no response.
"What’s the matter, did the old man fall asleep meow?" Mr. Orange yawned and looked a bit confused.
"Shush!" Pang Qingshi seriously put her index finger to her lips, gesturing Mr. Orange to quiet down.
This action made Su Youyi involuntarily blink because the usually elegant and cold Pang Qingshi somehow looked a little cute right now.
Just then, an inexplicable fluctuation swept over everyone, causing their clothes to flutter without any wind.
"Senior Brother, there..." Su Youyi tugged on Liang Yi’s sleeve, whispering very softly, her finger pointing right in front of the elder who was in Liang Yi’s blind spot.
"Hmm?" Liang Yi was momentarily stunned, slightly shifted his position, and then saw what his junior sister was pointing at.
In front of the elder, in the beautiful expanse of the Star River, a whirlpool was slowly forming.
Before Liang Yi could take a closer look, a painful groan sounded, and Wang Fuxian, who had been lying motionless, astonishingly woke up at this moment.
"Is this... the Star Palace?" Wang Fuxian’s memory halted at the scene before Pang Qingshi knocked him out, completely unaware of what had happened since.
"Why am I here?" Wang Fuxian struggled to stand up.
Apart from feeling extremely sore all over, his face inexplicably throbbed with pain, as if he had been punched.
"Sister Pang? Brother Lu? And... Sect Master!?"
Seeing Pang Qingshi and Lu Shanxing standing nearby, Wang Fuxian touched the back of his painfully throbbing head and weakly called out, but received no response.
But as he turned his head, he noticed the Sect Master behind him, and instantly his whole body tensed up, he hastily straightened himself.
Lu Shanxing looked at Wang Fuxian behaving this way and simply sneered coldly, realizing how mistaken he was in the past to consider such a person a brother.
"Junior Brother Wang, from where did you obtain the Six Spirit Mystic Elixir?" Pang Qingshi spoke up, throwing this sharp question at Wang Fuxian.
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Instantly, cold sweat covered his entire body, and his legs nearly gave out.
Look at the indifferent Lu Shanxing, then look at the Sect Master with his back to him, he directly "plop" fell to the ground.
"Disciple is guilty!"
Liang Yi blinked his eyes, my goodness, what an acting skill, wailing while kneeling down, and even managed to control his face streaked with tears and snot.
Fully demonstrating what it means to weep with tears and sobs!
"Where lies the guilt?" Wan Wan, who had been silent since the start, now hoarsely broke the silence and asked.
"Disciple... disciple should not be blinded by obsession, taking the Six Spirit Mystic Elixir obtained accidentally from the Secret Realm to break through the barrier!" Wang Fuxian knelt on both knees, crying with a mournful voice that brought tears to those who heard it.
"Disciple had already reached the Great Perfection of the Fifth Realm over a decade ago, yet for so many years there was utterly no progress; disciple could not reconcile with this!"
"Junior brother Lu, don’t you remember? In the small secret realm we discovered in Zhao Che Cave on Qingfeng Mountain, you obtained a Star Moon Pendant, and I got a Mystic Iron box that couldn’t be opened, inside it was the Six Spirit Mystic Elixir."
Wang Fuxian emotionally narrated his longstanding inability to progress in his realm, tormented day and night. After seeing Lu Shanxing, who entered the sect much later than himself, successfully advancing to the Sixth Realm, he foolishly consumed the Six Spirit Mystic Elixir.
His words were logical and seamless, whether it was the origins or the process of obtaining the elixir, there were no flaws.
Looking at Wang Fuxian sobbing on the ground, Lu Shanxing felt somewhat sympathetic. So, this was how senior brother got the Six Spirit Mystic Elixir? Were they wrong in blaming Senior Brother Wang?
However, Liang Yi, who stood aside watching the drama unfold, secretly shook his head, this foolish kid, truly the type to be sold out by others and still help them count the money.
Su Youyi also had a look of disgust on his face. Although he couldn’t spot any flaws in the speech, he knew from his senior brother’s expression that this guy was deceiving them.
"Old man Wan, you’re really dawdling." Zhou Yuqing coldly smiled; she didn’t believe this old man couldn’t figure out what the true situation was.
"You..." Wang Fuxian, hearing the voice, glared back angrily.
But upon realizing the red-haired lady standing was the Great Cultivator whom he absolutely couldn’t afford to provoke, he could only sullenly retract his head and turn to look at Lu Shanxing.
"Sister, could we have misunderstood Brother Wang?" Lu Shanxing, though somewhat hesitant, still pleaded as he looked at Wang Fuxian with a hopeful gaze.
Pang Qingshi gave this fool a white eye, she was tired of dealing with him.
Can’t you use your invincible Art of Divination to check?
"Gone?" Wan Wan didn’t turn around, but instead casually pointed his finger in the air, slowly stirring the misty river in front of him.
"No... no more..." Wang Fuxian stuttered in response, unable to decipher his Sect Master’s intention.
Although he wasn’t sure why, Wang Fuxian still had an ominous feeling rising within him; but his argument was supposed to be foolproof.
He had forged all the physical evidence, and even had the testimonial evidence of the naive Lu Shanxing.
"Then you take a look at this..."
Only then did Wan Wan slowly move aside, revealing the face of the Star River to everyone.
Uncle Orange stretched his neck to look over, and saw a thin mist slowly emanating from the star-filled Star River, swirling and dancing in the air.
After a breath’s time, a mirror as thin as a cicada’s wing and undulating like flowing water appeared before everyone.
Seeing this mirror, Wang Fuxian’s sense of foreboding intensified.
It was only then that he remembered that he did not know what exactly the most mysterious treasure of the sect was used for.