The Demon with Holy Radiance

But they now had to face a problem: were they just going to let it go?

The Curse Seal was useless against him. What other methods did the entire Golden Thread Pavilion have to control him?

Allowing a combatant powerful enough to kill Wen Zhao to run unchecked was a threat to everyone in the Golden Thread Pavilion’s upper echelon.

Who knew when one of them might anger him? They could be next after Wen Zhao.

But as things stood, not even the Pavilion Master could punish him. Surely they wouldn’t have to ask the Supreme Elder to intervene, would they?

In that moment, terror gripped their hearts, and all eyes turned to the Pavilion Master, Thirty Flow.

’Pavilion Master! Do something! How can you just stand there and watch him leave?’

’Do something? What the hell am I supposed to do?’

Even now, Thirty Flow was completely baffled. He still hadn’t figured out how Yang An was unaffected by the Curse Seal’s power.

As he watched Yang An get farther and farther away, he realized the only option left was to have the Supreme Elder intervene.

At this thought, Thirty Flow hesitated.

But just as he hesitated, a figure slowly descended from the sky above the Central Hall.

Upon sensing the figure’s arrival, everyone present instinctively dropped to their knees before they could even see who it was.

The sheer presence of this aura alone compelled them into this reverent posture.

"We greet the Supreme Elder!"

The newcomer was none other than the Golden Thread Pavilion’s Supreme Elder, Life Crane. Unlike the secretive Thirty Flow, he made no effort to conceal himself. Dressed in a simple gray robe, he looked like any ordinary Cultivator.

And yet, his appearance made everyone break out in a cold sweat, though at the same time, they breathed a collective sigh of relief.

One moment they were thinking their only hope was for the Supreme Elder to intervene, and the next, he had arrived unbidden. ’Now that the Supreme Elder is here, that guy is in for it. He’ll be lucky to escape with his life.’

In their minds, if Pavilion Master Thirty Flow was the majestic king of the Golden Thread Pavilion whose word was law, then the seldom-seen Supreme Elder was something more. Beyond his mystique, he was like a great mountain looming over the Pavilion—its true emperor!

If the pressure from Thirty Flow was mountainous, the Supreme Elder’s mere appearance was apocalyptic—as if the heavens were falling and the earth splitting asunder.

Even Thirty Flow was secretly pleased to see the Supreme Elder. He had been racking his brain for a way to deal with Yang An. The Supreme Elder’s appearance now meant he wasn’t going to let old ties get in the way; otherwise, he wouldn’t have shown up at all.

"Supreme—"

Thirty Flow opened his mouth to speak, but Life Crane ignored him. Instead, his gaze fell on the direction in which Yang An had departed. He spoke just two words, his voice soft.

"Come back."

In the span of a few blinks, Yang An, who had already left the Floating Island, reappeared above the Central Hall, much to his chagrin.

’This old geezer... He could have come at any time, but he had to show up now.’

The moment he sensed Life Crane’s aura and received his summons, Yang An had no choice but to turn back.

There was no helping it. The Curse Seal was useless on him, but Life Crane was not the Curse Seal. He was still the same old man from before, and Yang An had no choice but to obey his words.

Yang An raised a hand in salute and was about to subconsciously blurt out the word "Master," but just as he opened his mouth, Life Crane cut him off with a raised hand.

"Wen Zhao’s death is not worth mourning, but you are also at fault. As punishment, you are sentenced to three days of confinement in the Golden Wave Pool to reflect on your transgressions. This will serve as a warning to others."

Life Crane spoke not in a tone of negotiation, but of command.

But when these words reached the ears of those present, they stared at him in disbelief.

’The Golden Wave Pool? Three days of confinement?’

’What the hell is the difference between that and taking a nap at home?’

What kind of place was the Golden Wave Pool? It was just the name of an unremarkable cultivation hall on the Floating Island.

They had assumed that with the Supreme Elder involved, Yang An’s crime would not be treated lightly. Who could have predicted such an outcome? This was even more lenient than what Thirty Flow might have done!

’Is this guy the Supreme Elder’s secret son or something? Why else would he be so favored?’

Thirty Flow hadn’t expected this result either. He was now completely silent.

"What? Does anyone have an objection?"

"..."

Life Crane’s gaze swept across the crowd, and the Cultivators immediately averted their eyes, falling silent in fear.

’Who would dare object?’

Though Yang An didn’t know what the Golden Wave Pool was, it was only for three days and involved no actual punishment. Seeing the expressions on everyone’s faces, he guessed what was going on and readily accepted.

This worked out perfectly. He had been planning to return to Dragonfly Bamboo Peak to continue his research anyway. Now, Life Crane was sending him to a quiet place where he wouldn’t be disturbed. It couldn’t be better. The only problem was that three days was a bit too short.

’Maybe I should ask the old geezer for a longer punishment? Say, ten days or half a month of confinement?’

As he thought this, Yang An glanced at Life Crane, only to find the Supreme Elder’s gaze already on him. A chill ran down his spine, and he quickly dismissed the idea, not daring to bring it up.

"From this day forward, Wen Zhao is stripped of his title as Internal Affairs Elder. The position will go to the most capable. Therefore, you shall take his place."

Life Crane said this calmly, his eyes on Yang An.

Again, this was not a suggestion but a command. And though he seemed to be speaking to Yang An, it was truly an order directed at Thirty Flow.

The crowd once again fell into a stunned silence.

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