Chapter 4 Disturbance

Zhang Kuang's body collapsed to the ground with a loud thud, and a trace of blood slowly spread out from beneath his head.

Looking at the corpse of this so-called little Genius of the Inner Sect, a sneer appeared at the corner of Sun Xuan's mouth.

Then, with a wave of his hand, a fireball fell upon the corpse.

In just a moment, the corpse turned into a patch of flying ash, which Sun Xuan swept into the pitch-black night sky with a wave of his sleeve.

The cruelty of the cultivation world was vividly displayed at this moment.

If Sun Xuan's strength hadn't been more formidable than Zhang Kuang's, the one turned to ashes tonight would have been Sun Xuan himself.

However, this incident also served as a wake-up call for Sun Xuan; he must be much more careful in his actions from now on.

Otherwise, once he was targeted by someone with higher strength than Sun Xuan, he would be in great danger.

Returning to the herb garden, Sun Xuan saw that Wang Lin was currently meditating and cultivating inside the herb garden.

He waved his hand to let Wang Lin return to his own room, and then began to study the breath-concealing technique he had obtained.

"Hoo!"

Sun Xuan gently exhaled a breath of stale air from his mouth, and the cultivation base of the fifteenth layer of Qi Condensation on his body began to rapidly conceal itself.

It kept hiding until it reached the original fifth layer of Qi Condensation before stopping.

Even his appearance and physique, which had originally recovered to that of a middle-aged man, transformed back into his original elderly look at this moment.

"Not bad!"

Feeling his concealed cultivation base and appearance, Sun Xuan suddenly felt satisfied.

However, because this breath-concealing technique was of too low a level, if a Core Formation Cultivator whose cultivation base was a major realm higher than Sun Xuan appeared, they could easily see through Sun Xuan's concealment.

However, there were only two Core Formation Cultivators in the Hengyue Sect, and they were in secluded cultivation all year round.

As long as Sun Xuan wasn't too unlucky, he generally wouldn't run into them.

Early the next morning, the news of Zhang Kuang's inexplicable disappearance spread wildly throughout the Sect.

Moreover, after personal confirmation by the Sect Leader, Zhang Kuang's life was likely in grave danger this time.

Once the news spread out, the entire Hengyue Sect was shaken.

One must know that within a small School like the Hengyue Sect where there were only a few cats and dogs, Zhang Kuang was already the facade among the Inner Sect Disciples.

Furthermore, four years later, the Xuandao Sect was coming to the Hengyue Sect for sparring and exchange, and this Zhang Kuang could be considered one of the trump cards among the Disciples participating in the sparring.

Yet now he had actually been killed by someone inside the Hengyue Sect.

The Sect Leader was furious about this matter and issued a strict order to drag out the murderer and extract their soul to refine their spirit.

Therefore, early in the morning, the Sect Leader ordered all Inner Sect Disciples and Elders to go to the Sect's main hall to discuss matters.

Regarding the matter of Zhang Kuang being killed, the Sect Leader suspected that it was done by someone inside the Hengyue Sect.

Because recently no people from outside Sects had come to the Hengyue Sect.

Moreover, the person capable of killing Zhang Kuang definitely would not have too low a cultivation base.

Ordinary Inner Sect Disciples couldn't do this, and even some Elders might not necessarily be Zhang Kuang's match.

Therefore, the suspicion of the Outer Sect Disciples was ruled out first, leaving only the Inner Sect Disciples and various Elders.

Inside the Sect's main hall, the atmosphere at this moment seemed somewhat oppressive.

Sun Xuan, bringing Wang Lin along, casually found a corner to stand in as if nothing had happened, quietly waiting for the Sect Leader to investigate the murderer.

Although Zhang Kuang was killed by Sun Xuan's own hands,

among all the Elders in the main hall, his suspicion was actually the smallest.

Because everyone knew that Sun Xuan's cultivation Aptitude was poor, and back then he had only barely managed to enter the Hengyue Sect.

For so many years, his cultivation base was even inferior to Zhang Kuang, an up-and-coming star among the Inner Sect Disciples.

Moreover, whether it was Spell cultivation or the Magic Treasures in his hands, they were all inferior to Zhang Kuang's.

Wanting to kill Zhang Kuang, in everyone's view, Sun Xuan obviously did not have this ability.

The ones with the greatest suspicion were instead several Elders who had a bad relationship with Zhang Kuang's Master.

The strength of those few Elders was not weak, and wanting to execute Zhang Kuang would be effortless.

"Elder Han, where did you go last night!"

Seeing this, Zhang Kuang's Master, Elder Chen, with a gloomy face, asked in a low voice toward an Elder whose cultivation base was not weak.

Hearing this, Elder Han, who was questioned by Elder Chen, suddenly sank his face.

"Old scoundrel Chen, you suspect this old man!"

Elder Chen sneered and said:

"The entire Hengyue Sect knows that you and I are at odds.

Your Disciple was even beaten into severe injuries in public by my Disciple Zhang Kuang.

Presumably, you old thing harbor resentment in your heart and secretly made a move against my Disciple."

Hearing this, Elder Han's expression suddenly turned ugly for a moment, and then he shouted angrily:

"Old scoundrel Chen, you are making baseless accusations!

Last night I was refining a cauldron of Fortune Pills in the Alchemy Hall and didn't go out at all.

Elder Liu can testify for me."

Hearing this, Elder Chen turned his head to look toward a scrawny old man.

That scrawny old man nodded and said:

"Last night Elder Han and I were together all along; he truly never left the Alchemy Hall."

Upon hearing this, Elder Chen's face immediately became even gloomier.

However, in his heart, he eliminated Elder Han's suspicion.

Because he knew that Elder Liu's relationship with him was decent, and his relationship with Elder Han was only average, so it was impossible for him to provide false testimony for Elder Han.

Amidst a round of bickering in the main hall, all the Elders and Inner Sect Disciples who could possibly have made a move were slowly all ruled out as the murderer.

Just at this moment, the gaze of Sect Leader Master Huanglong looked toward Sun Xuan, and then he spoke, saying:

"Elder Sun, where were you last night, and what did you do?"

Hearing this, Sun Xuan spoke with an unchanged expression:

"This Disciple was meditating and cultivating in the herb garden with my Disciple Wang Lin last night, and did not go out."

Hearing Sun Xuan's words, Wang Lin's expression remained unchanged, but deep within his pupils, a slight flash occurred as he thought in his heart:

"Last night Master clearly went out for a trip, yet said he had always been with me in the herb garden. It seems Master has an inseparable connection with Zhang Kuang's death.

However, Zhang Kuang has not the slightest relation to me, yet Master treats me like his own biological child.

And he trusts me so much; I must definitely cover this up for Master."

Just as Wang Lin's thoughts raced like lightning, Sect Leader Master Huanglong's gaze looked toward Wang Lin.

Meeting Master Huanglong's gaze, Wang Lin spoke in a neither humble nor arrogant tone:

"Last night Master indeed stayed with me all along and did not go out!"

Hearing this, Master Huanglong just wanted to open his mouth and say something.

When a sarcastic voice suddenly resounded in the main hall:

"With Junior Martial Uncle Sun's cultivation base, just like his trash Disciple Wang Lin, how could he possibly be Senior Brother Zhang's match?

In my view, within this main hall, the one least likely to be the murderer is Junior Martial Uncle Sun."

Hearing this, the crowd in the main hall immediately looked toward the direction whence the voice came, only to see a youth with sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes stepping out from the crowd.

He looked at the two people, Sun Xuan and Wang Lin, with a face full of mockery.

"Wang Zhuo, how dare you insult my Master!"

Seeing the person who stepped out, Wang Lin's expression changed, and he angrily spoke toward Wang Zhuo.

No matter what others said about him, Wang Lin didn't care at all, but insulting his Master made Wang Lin furious to the extreme.

"What? A trash Master matched with a trash Disciple, you all could do it, yet you won't let others talk about it!"

Hearing these words, a trace of coldness also flashed in Sun Xuan's eyes.

At this moment, in his eyes, Wang Zhuo was nothing more than an ant that could be crushed to death with a flick of his hand.

Sun Xuan couldn't be bothered to expose his own strength for such a piece of trash.

However, Wang Lin on the side could not tolerate others insulting his Master.

Wang Lin spoke with coldness in his eyes:

"Wang Zhuo, since you are so ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth, then during the Inner Sect grand competition, I will make you regret every single word you said today!"