Chapter 103

Chapter 103: She Flips the Table

Shen Dao Chen was not ignorant of the recent rumors inside the sect. He knew what kind of temper Master Ling Xiao had. If Master Ling Xiao could not vent his anger, he might do worse, so Shen Dao Chen had let him be.

If Shen Sang Ruo wanted to settle the rumors, she could have come to talk in private.

Even if she did not say anything, once Master Ling Xiao cooled down, Shen Dao Chen would have tried to persuade him for her. Why make such a scene?

Shen Dao Chen frowned and judged in silence that she was rash and impulsive, unfit for great responsibility.

He turned a hard look on her and said in a cold voice: “This is the Young Sect Master trial, Sang Ruo. Do not bring up matters that have nothing to do with it.”

He pointed at the proper order with a clipped tone: “We will talk about unrelated matters after the trial is over.”

His words told her to stop.

Feng He Yun also blurted a reminder without thinking and said with worry: “Yes, Shen Sang Ruo, right now campaigning is the most important thing. Do not be foolish.”

In truth, he did not want to admit that Shen Sang Ruo had left Thunder-Scale Peak because she chose to leave, because she chose to leave them.

He nudged a few Junior Brothers to join him in advising her, but as usual only Luo Chu spoke up in support.

Shen Dao Chen lowered his voice and warned her: “Sang Ruo, the chance to compete for Young Sect Master is rare. Think carefully. Do not do something foolish.”

If she insisted on handling this publicly, it would mean a complete break with Thunder-Scale Peak.

Her already stiff relationship with Master Ling Xiao would only get worse.

Master Ling Xiao held great weight in the Flying Cloud Sect. That would be very bad for her in the trial.

She had worked hard for the Young Sect Master seat since childhood. How could she accept throwing all that away?

If she were smart, she would know that making a fuss would only hurt her.

But that was only “benefit” in Shen Dao Chen’s eyes. To Shen Sang Ruo, it meant nothing.

Who wanted to sit at their table and eat their food? She wanted to flip the whole table over.

She stood straight and answered without a tremor: “Senior Uncle, you make sense, but it is exactly for the Young Sect Master trial that I must clear up the truth.”

She turned his logic back on him and said plainly: “Many in the sect refuse to vote for me because they think I am Master Ling Xiao’s abandoned Disciple. How can this be unrelated to the trial?”

Her light retort silenced Shen Dao Chen. Using his own blade against his shield, she left him with nothing to say.

Then she looked back at Master Ling Xiao and asked without changing her expression: “Master Ling Xiao, you promised to announce to the sect that I left Thunder-Scale Peak of my own will and chose to end our Master-Disciple bond.”

As soon as she said this, the faces of Feng He Yun and the others turned ugly.

It was like having a long, sweet dream popped by a needle. In the end, they had only been lying to themselves.

Her eyes were cold as she went on in a cutting tone: “Is the number one Cultivator in the Cultivation World also someone who breaks his word?”

People did not even have time to be shocked by her claim. Their first thought was that she must be crazy.

Before, she had only been slightly disrespectful. Now she was going all in right to his face.

Someone in the crowd muttered in disbelief: “Who said Shen Sang Ruo cannot bear to leave Thunder-Scale Peak and Master Ling Xiao?”

Another snorted as he gestured at the stage: “Look at her. She clearly wants to draw a hard line with Thunder-Scale Peak.”

Master Ling Xiao watched her with cold eyes, a trace of mockery flashing there.

He did not plan to explain.

In his eyes, she was an egg thrown at a rock. He was the first Cultivator of the Cultivation World. She had a record full of faults. Even if he said nothing, how much would people believe her?

Just as Master Ling Xiao expected, after a short shock, the Flying Cloud Sect Disciples started condemning her again.

One scolded her in a fierce whisper: “Master Ling Xiao was your Master. How can you speak to him like that?”

Another shook his head and said: “She was cast out and lost her mind, so now she is slandering him out of spite.”

A third spread his hands and reasoned: “Even if what you say is true and you left Thunder-Scale Peak by choice, so what? Master Ling Xiao never said you were expelled.”

A fourth curled his lip and said: “People only think you were expelled because you behave badly all the time.”

Someone else added with a cold look: “Thunder-Scale Peak treated you well, right? You left a long time ago. Why come make a scene now?”

Master Ling Xiao narrowed his eyes. He did not need to speak. The crowd’s voices would drown her out.

Her strength was as small as an ant before him.

She did not even have the right to make him explain.

But Shen Sang Ruo had expected this. She had prepared well to make sure she would reach her goal.

Just as the matter was about to be pushed down and as Shen Dao Chen drew breath to force the vote back on track, Shen Sang Ruo raised her hand high, and four beams of light shot from her palm into the air.

At once, four huge pages made of Spiritual Power unfolded and hovered over the crowd.

They were the Confession Scrolls that Feng He Yun and the others had written before, enlarged by her Spiritual Power.

This was why she had insisted, back then, that they each write a Confession Scroll.

After all that had happened, she no longer trusted them fully.

In every matter, she would hold a piece in her own hand.

If they would not do what they promised, then she would do it for them.

The giant Confession Scrolls drifted in the air, the glowing words clear to every eye.

A Disciple shaded his face to read and asked in confusion: “What are those? Confession Scrolls?”

They stared up; the more they read, the more their hearts pounded.

Someone gasped and asked: “All of these are the things Senior Brother Feng and the others did to Shen Sang Ruo?”

The deeds of Feng He Yun and his group were laid bare before all by Shen Sang Ruo. Every word could be seen clearly.

Another pointed at the glowing seals and said with a grave voice: “Those carry their Divine Sense marks. This cannot be faked. They wrote these themselves.”

Shen Sang Ruo had no way to force the four to admit to crimes they had not done. So these could only be the sins they themselves confessed.

A wave of shock rippled through the square as someone blurted: “Heavens, the things they did are inhuman.”

Another shuddered and said: “All four Senior Brothers wrote Confession Scrolls. Not one of them spared her.”

Sighs filled the place.

No one had expected Shen Sang Ruo to be treated like this on Thunder-Scale Peak, to suffer so many things.

Even in the whole Cultivation World, this was unheard of.

There was heart blood taken, beatings that left her badly hurt, the Seven Emotions Gu planted in her, and countless times she was forced to take the blame.

People even felt that it was a miracle she was still alive.

Thunder-Scale Peak was the place countless Disciples of the Flying Cloud Sect dreamed of entering. Feng He Yun and his group had always been held up as model seniors. Yet their true faces were this shameful.