Many people had already arrived at the council hall of Mingyue Palace. These were all powerful figures in the palace, each a dominant force.
Mingyue Palace was the ruling power, and those present were its backbone, the pillars supporting it.
The Palace Master was also present, as was Qin Chuan, who had entered with Wu Mang. Wu Mang, the young Palace Master, held a very high position within Mingyue Palace, as it was clear to everyone that he would be the next Palace Master.
Therefore, no one objected to Qin Chuan, a relatively insignificant figure, entering with Wu Mang.
Because the matter was urgent, Wu Mang spoke briefly with Qin Chuan before going to find his father.
This matter was extremely important, concerning the very survival of Mingyue Palace.
Only after the Palace Master and Wu Mang reached a secluded spot did Wu Mang explain the situation.
"Elder Yin? Hmm, this person matches. I know he's a two-faced man. He's used a lot of information about the Yan Yang Sect to get a lot of benefits from me, but this time, with such a big matter, he didn't try to negotiate with me again." The Palace Master of Mingyue Palace frowned and said.
"Father, greed will not end well. He's not stupid. With such a big matter, the Yan Yang Sect must have given him a lot of benefits. If he still tries to play both sides now, even if we don't do anything to him, the Yan Yang Sect will probably destroy him." Wu Mang was also very angry when he talked about Elder Yin.
"Let's go and see what tricks Elder Yin is playing." The Palace Master of Mingyue Palace said.
"Father, do you trust that Qin Chuan so much?" Wu Mang asked curiously.
After all, Qin Chuan's strength was only at the Void Realm, and he was very young. To be honest, it's hard to trust someone who has no relatives, an unknown background, and is not very strong.
The Palace Master of Mingyue Palace smiled, looking at her son: "I trust my son's judgment."
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A buzz of discussion arose, with people gathering in small groups. Even within a large sect, internal conflicts were rife, and the Palace Master's task was to balance them, to achieve a equilibrium.
Qin Chuan naturally knew about Elder Yin's situation; he was currently observing Elder Yin.
Elder Yin's position in Mingyue Palace was roughly seventh or eighth, a powerful figure. He knew almost everything about the core members of Mingyue Palace, possessing both strength and resources.
Mingyue Palace was aware of his actions but couldn't touch him, because they relied on him to learn about the movements of the Yan Yang Sect.
Large sects and factions also faced many constraints. In literature, there is no first place; in martial arts, there is no second. Even those who reached the level of dominating a region would still find someone stronger.
Elder Yin was a robust middle-aged man with sharp, eagle-like eyes, a thick beard, and a slightly wiry mustache, giving him a fierce and arrogant appearance.
Even so, he was still surrounded by many people, clearly following his lead. Survival in a major sect requires a strong foundation, especially someone like Elder Yin.
Elder Yin knew very well that once he was no longer useful, the Palace Master of Bright Moon Palace would kill him without hesitation.
Similarly, the Flame Sun Sect couldn't tolerate his existence either. What he needed to do was navigate the cracks, survive, build his own foundation, and break away when the time was right, ideally having enough power to protect himself.
There was no turning back. This time, he had no choice but to sacrifice Bright Moon Palace. He was actually very conflicted.
But there was no turning back now; even if he made a mistake, it was too late. The Immortal Dance was merely a means to an end; it didn't require him to do it personally.
The Palace Master of Bright Moon Palace and Wu Mang had already arrived at the council hall. At this moment, a servant brought in tea, one cup for each person.
This was nothing unusual; it was a long-standing custom. If the council session lasted only one cup, and if it was long, several cups were served, along with some food.
But today's tea was different, because it contained the Immortal Dance.
Elder Yin had no antidote, and the only antidote available to Xianrenwu was none, which is why it was so terrifying.
Poison is scary because of its toxicity, but normal poisons have antidotes, yet they still inspire fear.
Poison without an antidote, poison with no cure, is something to be utterly dreaded; stay as far away as possible, because whoever gets involved is doomed.
Elder Yin's tea was something he simply refused to drink. For the council members here, drinking tea was optional; they'd drink if they were thirsty, and not drink if they weren't.
No one would urge them to drink. Of course, sometimes they'd clink glasses like with wine, since everyone was from the Bright Moon Palace, working together, and it was perfectly normal.
Today, Wu Mang approached Elder Yin with a teacup, smiling, and said, "Elder Yin has made many contributions to the Bright Moon Palace, as my father and I know. I'll offer you tea in place of wine."
Elder Yin was stunned.
This was poison, deadly poison! How could he dare drink it? But the person before him was the young palace master, a genius. Although young, his strength and skill were formidable.
At this moment, Wu Mang smiled calmly at Elder Yin. Those around initially didn't think much of it, but for some reason, the atmosphere suddenly became strange.
Hmm, something was wrong.
Many sensed something was amiss, but they didn't know where.
Palace Master Mingyue also smiled and spoke, "My son is right. Come, my son and I will toast you together."
By this point, everyone knew something was wrong.
Elder Yin's brow furrowed with sweat. This tea was undrinkable, but in the current situation, he couldn't refuse. After all, the palace master had spoken. But what difference was there between drinking it and dying?
"I'm not feeling well today..." Elder Yin forced a smile, twisting his nose.
"Elder Yin, is there something wrong with this tea?" Palace Master Mingyue asked slowly.
Actually, Elder Yin was almost certain that Wu Mang and Palace Master Mingyue already knew there was something wrong with the tea, but he didn't know how they knew.
"I don't know," Elder Yin said, forcing a smile.
"Elder Yin, do you know about the Immortal Dance?" Palace Master Mingyue asked.
Upon hearing this, everyone quickly retreated, moving away from their teacups…
demonstrating the terrifying nature of the Immortal Dance.
Elder Yin's expression changed. At this point, it was obvious what was going on; everyone now knew that Elder Yin had used the Immortal Dance on them.
This enraged those around him. This was utterly ruthless—trying to kill them all with this method!
Unacceptable! Unacceptable!
"Kill him!"
someone shouted, and the others rushed forward.
Now it seemed Palace Master Mingyue didn't even need to say a word; someone would kill Elder Yin. It was truly vicious; they actually wanted to kill them all.
This kind of person cannot be allowed to live. That's how people are; once it involves being killed by the other party, they will not hesitate to kill the other party.