Refining the Mountains and Rivers

Cloud Grove City, Mu Family Residence.

As the Demon Envoy was listening to the Mu Family Old Ancestor speak about past events, his complexion slowly changed. He suddenly stood up, an infinite chill in his eyes. He hadn't misread Bai Xinyuan's aura. As he thought about how he might be connected with Yao Bin currently, a shadow emerged in his heart.

He coldly glanced at the Mu Family Old Ancestor. Then, without hesitation he punched the void, breaking apart the invisible imprisonment around him and vanishing from sight.

The Mu Family Old Ancestor sensed the formidable strength that had yet to fade from the air. He furrowed his eyebrows together. This brat An Yang had hidden himself deeply; many people had likely been deceived by him.

But it didn't matter. He was the one who won today's game, and now the result was already decided. Even if An Yang rushed over, there was nothing he could do to change what had happened.

But after living for such a long time and experiencing so many things, the Old Ancestor knew that nothing in this life was ever truly settled and things could change at any moment. The Mu Family Old Ancestor faintly smiled. He took a step forward and submerged into space. He wouldn't allow the Mu Family's key move to be destroyed by others like this.

…

Bang -

Bang -

In the skies above the dwelling, the sky began to crack and break apart. Several figures rushed out, each one emitting an inexhaustible yin chill. Pieces of dark red ice, like frozen blood, circled around the top of their heads. They fell down on the ground to create patterns of blood red ice flowers.

"Brother Bai, what happened here?" One of them said. There were unexpectedly two pupils in each of his eyes, making him look incomparably strange. As this person saw the Little Saint Robe that Qin Yu wore, his expression turned much colder.

Bai Xinyuan looked as if he had lost his soul. His back was bent and crooked, making it seem like he had suddenly aged tens of thousands of years. "My child was rash and ignorant and offended His Highness Holy Son. Now he has been executed by His Highness…" As he spoke to here, tears dripped down his face.

The Demon Envoy and Mu Family Old Ancestor arrived almost at the same time to see this scene. As the Demon Envoy heard these words come from Bai Xinyuan's lips, his complexion changed. He never thought that even though he had only been gone for less than half a day, there would actually be such a great mess. He hurriedly walked forward and cupped his hands together, saying, "House Master Bai, there must be other facts behind this. I guarantee that I will help you clearly investigate into this matter." As he spoke he glared at the Mu Family Old Ancestor, his eyes full of hate.

The man with the dual pupils coldly sneered. "The facts are present right before us. I wonder what exactly Lord Demon Envoy is prepared to investigate?" He slowly looked up, his eyes sharp and dense. "I have long since heard the name of His Highness the Holy Son. Now that I see you today, you are truly extraordinary; your dignity and slaughter intent is actually so deep. What did my nephew from the Bai Family do that deserves death?"

Bai Xinyuan lifted a hand. "Brother Yuan, you cannot be impolite to the Holy Son. His Highness has a revered status. When I think about it, my young child did deserve to die. I have been negligent in guiding him these past years and I allowed him to become increasingly rampant, leading to today's misfortune…my Bai Family only has itself to blame. I cannot complain to His Highness the Holy Son."

He took a deep breath. "Your Highness, since my child has paid for his sins with his death, I hope that you can return his corpse to me. After all, we are still father and son. I hope I can give him a peaceful burial."

Hai Lanlan stiffened. This Bai Xinyuan was reasonable enough, but Bai Qizi had already been turned into powder, so where would they get his corpse? This was bad…there was likely to be more trouble incoming.

As expected, when Bai Xinyuan saw the ill expressions of many people, his body shook and he said, "Your Highness, you didn't even leave my son a corpse? What great crime has he committed that he must apologize using such a method!?"

Yuan Congsheng was enraged. The dual pupils in his eyes began to sparkle with a faint blue light. This blue light was completely lifeless, like the color of a person's skin after they died. "What a wonderful Holy Son. Today is my first time experiencing it. But, my Yellow Skies Blue Springs has our innate system of inheritance and we are not absolute subordinates of your Holy Palace! Your Highness, if you cannot give a reasonable confession for today's events, then don't blame me and the others for being impolite!"

"My generation of cultivators had passed through countless tests and tribulations and walked across the precipice of life and death innumerable times to have our current cultivation. If we cannot even protect our children then what use is this cultivation of ours?"

"Although you might have an exalted status, if you kill a son of a Blue Skies Yellow Springs Calamity Immortal, you must still give a confession."

The Calamity Immortal cultivators from the Blue Skies Yellow Springs began to overflow with a cold intent. The ghastly chill emanating from their bodies was like a heavy stone pressing down upon one's chest. It was clear that what Bai Xinyuan had encountered had left them thoroughly angered.

The Demon Envoy paled. It was clear that someone intentionally laid out a scheme to trap Qin Yu. The Mu Family's invitation as well as these several Calamity Immortals that arrived so quickly from the Blue Skies Yellow Springs, it was clear they were all a part of this plot.

But he had no evidence of this at all. If he were to state his suspicions, these people from the Blue Skies Yellow Springs would only be that much angrier. But if he didn't think of a way to suppress things, the situation might spiral out of control.

Blue Skies Yellow Springs, Dark Night Demon Region, and the Holy Palace - these were the three factions that comprised the influence known as the Demonic Path. Although the Holy Palace wielded the highest authority in name, the truth was that the three sides weren't subordinate to each other. They only worked together to resist the Immortal Sect.

If the Blue Skies Yellow Springs were to develop enmity towards the Holy Palace because of this, then even if Qin Yu was the Holy Son he still couldn't withstand such a responsibility.

Damn it all!

The more the Demon Envoy thought about it, the angrier he was. Even if he knew that it wouldn't help at all, he couldn't help but grumble about Qin Yu in his heart. Since he had become the Holy Son, he needed to be careful with his every action. Just what had happened that he needed to kill someone? And the person he killed was the son of a Blue Skies Yellow Springs Calamity Immortal! How were they going to fix things today?

More and more great figures of the Demonic Path began to arrive in the skies above the mountain. As they learned the details of what happened, they couldn't help but frown. Their eyes fell on Qin Yu, an unhappy look on their faces.

The Holy Palace had always been on better terms with the Blue Skies Yellow Springs than with the Dark Night Demon Region. For the last 100,000 years while the throne of the Holy Monarch was empty, the Dark Night Demon Region had proposed more than once that they should temporarily subsume authority over the Demonic Path. However, they had to eventually give up because of the Blue Skies Yellow Springs. If the Blue Skies Yellow Springs were to be enraged and suddenly decide to work with the Dark Night Demon Region, then the situation might become dire.

Although the Holy Palace ruled over the Demonic Path mostly just in name, there were still many divisions of interest that spanned throughout the entire Demonic Path involved in this. Otherwise, why would the Dark Night Demon Region try to usurp their rule numerous times? If their role was discarded then it would harm the interests of the entire Holy Palace system and those beneath it.

Qin Yu frowned. He looked at Bai Xinyuan whose body was shivering and who seemed to be in tremendous pain. A strange feeling rose in his heart. This House Master Bai's acting was very good. He didn't lose his reasoning because his only son had died, and it was because of this that it made the situation even worse for him.

Was this a coincidence or was it intentional? He originally thought that Bai Qizi was an abandoned son who had been used by Bai Xinyuan in his schemes. But now, it was like trying to find flowers in the fog; the entire situation was blurry and uncertain.

The Demon Envoy's anxiousness and unhappiness, the cold looks of those people who had just arrived, Qin Yu could clearly sense all of this. But, he didn't feel any panic at all. Since he had decided to enter the game as a player, this was just the first few moves, so how could he be left fl.u.s.tered?

"House Master Bai, I don't regret killing your son. Since he violated the rules of the Holy Palace and offended me, the price of his crime should be death! All of you trying to join together today and ask for accountability, is it because you want to inform the entire Demonic Path that a child of a Calamity Immortal can freely violate the rules without any punishment at all?" Qin Yu slowly said. His expression was faint and his calm attitude left many people startled. They were surprised by his words. This Holy Son, his counterattack was exceptionally swift and sharp.

Bai Xinyuan froze, and his face paled even further. He said in a grieving tone, "The Holy Son is right. My evil son deserved to die. His Highness has such a revered status that there was no need to wait for any accusations to be heard. How you want to handle affairs, I'm sure you have your own means." He bowed and said, "My good friends, I am touched by your intent. But, I don't want to investigate this any further. I will consider this matter as having ended with this."

After he finished speaking he spat out a mouthful of blood and toppled forward.

"Brother Bai!" Yuan Congsheng rushed forward and grabbed him. As he saw his good friend of so many years lose his only son and also be left in such a wretched state, he lost any scruples he had remaining.

"My fellow cultivators, I am a cultivator of the Blue Skies Yellow Springs and I believe that our relationship with the Holy Palace throughout these years can be called harmonious. But I never expected that we wouldn't even be placed in the eyes of His Highness the Holy Son. Today, House Master Bai experienced trouble but in the future it could be any one of us. If we don't receive a confession for this, how can we give up so easily?"

"We can't!"

Bang -

A terrifying chill erupted. A violent killing intent suddenly erupted in the eyes of the seven Blue Skies Yellow Springs Calamity Immortals.

"Brother Yuan, you must not…for just one wretched son…" Bai Xinyuan's face was filled with anxiousness. He struggled to his feet, wanting to stop everyone.

Yuan Congsheng was without expression. "Brother Bai, you only need to rest. Today, I and everyone else here will make the Holy Son understand that no matter how unsurpassed his status is, he still cannot recklessly disregard the lives of others."

The Demon Envoy clenched his teeth and roared, "Fellow daoist Yuan, everyone, have you thought this through? When the orthodoxy of the Demonic Path was first established, all three sides agreed that the Holy Palace would hold supreme status. The Holy Monarch and Holy Son cannot be offended. If you dare to wound the Holy Son today, then that is a crime worthy of death!"

No matter how he complained in his heart, he couldn't allow Qin Yu to be harmed by others. This was his bottom line.