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Feng Miaomiao had been at Spirit Sword Mountain for several days, trying to change Zuo Dao's mind, but she couldn't even catch a glimpse of him. Since Zuo Dao had made his stance clear, Tai Shu Yi and he had formed an unbreakable alliance. No matter how much Feng Miaomiao pleaded, they remained steadfast. Frustrated, she cursed under her breath, but deep down, she knew that the outcome was unlikely to change.
Feeling somewhat defeated, Feng Miaomiao returned to the headquarters of the Elder Council, located on the Purple Continent in the heart of the Earth Altar Star Domain. Her mission had failed spectacularly, and she had no idea what kind of storm it would unleash. All she could do was hope that Zuo Dao was indeed as miraculous as Tai Shu Yun claimed.
Zhan Mubai and Yan Qimi watched Feng Miaomiao standing in the hall below with smug satisfaction. Armed with detailed intelligence, they were well aware of what was happening at Spirit Sword Mountain.
They truly did not regard Spirit Sword Mountain as a threat; their target was Feng Miaomiao's master, Huang Xishi. To them, the materials acquired by Spirit Sword Mountain paled in comparison to the stockpiles held by any elder within the Elder Council. Of course, they only knew about the publicly displayed wealth; the true riches of the elders within the Elder Council remained a mystery to them.
The twelve elders of the Elder Council were figures of immense power in the Earth Altar Star Domain, and even though Zhan Mubai and Yan Qimi were merely subordinates, they still held significant influence.
"Feng Miaomiao, how should you be punished for failing your mission?" Zhan Mubai asked lazily while playing with his Jade Cloud Dragon Cup. Yan Qimi sat beside him with a serious expression.
"Whatever punishment is appropriate," Feng Miaomiao replied disdainfully as she looked up at Zhan Mubai and Yan Qimi. From the moment they issued the mission, she knew it wouldn't end well. All she wanted now was to avoid dragging her master down with her.
"What kind of attitude is that?" Yan Qimi interjected. "You must be punished for failing your mission; rewards and punishments are rules of the Elder Council. Are you dissatisfied?"
With that remark, a heavy accusation hung in the air.
"Feng Miaomiao dares not defy; whatever punishment is deemed fit will be accepted," she responded without looking at them, adhering strictly to protocol.
"Just recently, the Elder Council issued several missions—something about exploring dark realms—but due to the arrogance of the team leader, several Enforcers died. Who was leading that team? How could I forget!"
Though spoken softly, Zhan Mubai and Yan Qimi heard every word clearly. Especially Zhan Mubai, who had been calm moments ago; his grip on the cup turned white with rage. Yan Qimi noticed this but chose to remain silent, casually brushing off nonexistent dust from his clothes as if unfazed.
The guards, stewards, and servants around them maintained a stoic demeanor, pretending not to hear or see anything amiss.
At that moment, Feng Miaomiao's mention of this incident was like a slap in Zhan Mubai's face since everyone on Purple Continent knew that his son—Zhan Qingsong—was leading that ill-fated expedition.
Zhan Mubai adjusted his mindset and pretended he hadn't heard her words.
"Feng Miaomiao is to be punished with ten years in the Outer Battlefield during which she cannot return. Should she violate this order, her cultivation will be stripped away."
The people present showed no reaction; they were all loyal subordinates of the elders. Yan Qimi remained silent; this had all been prearranged to force Feng Miaomiao's master out into the open. Afterward, higher-ranking elders would take over matters from there.
Feng Miaomiao was momentarily stunned upon hearing the verdict, but she quickly came to terms with it. The Elder Council's methods of eliminating dissent were nothing more than exile and confinement. She had seen and heard enough of this to accept the decision after just a slight change in circumstances.
At that moment, Zhan Mubai and Yan Qimi were not focused on her but were instead keenly aware of the fluctuations in their surroundings. They both hoped for the appearance of a certain individual while simultaneously fearing it.
Huang Xishi had arrived long ago, hidden within the crevices of space, yet she had not revealed herself. Coldly observing the scene below, disdain flickered in her eyes.
She was already aware of the Elder Council's ambitions; however, she hadn't expected them to act so quickly, even turning against their own. Had she not received prior intelligence, she would have already turned the Purple Continent into a river of blood.
Having refrained from taking action for too long, she had allowed others to forget the once-feared "Bloodhand Immortal Garb" who had rampaged across the Outer Battlefield.
After a long while, the atmosphere remained calm. Zhan Mubai and Yan Qimi exchanged doubtful glances. Just because others were unaware did not mean they were uninformed.
Feng Miaomiao's seemingly carefree demeanor was largely influenced by her master, but now it was clear that her master intended to push her disciple towards destruction, yet Huang Xishi still did not show herself. The two began to suspect that someone might have leaked information, allowing the other side to anticipate their plans.
Realizing that waiting any longer would be futile, they exchanged glances and made a decision.
"Bring Feng Miaomiao to the Outer Battlefield," Zhan Mubai commanded as he stood up to leave with Yan Qimi. Suddenly, Feng Miaomiao spoke up.
"Although I have failed to complete the task assigned by the Elder Council, I have brought an item from Spirit Sword Mountain. They hope to use this as a substitute for their punishment. It is also an explanation to the Elder Council."
With that, she retrieved an object from her Storage Ring. Before anyone in the hall could clearly see what it was, Yan Qimi had already flashed beside Feng Miaomiao and snatched it away into his own space.
"Everyone else, step back."
"Yes." Although curious, everyone dared not defy the elder's command and exited the grand hall.
Once only three remained in the hall, Zhan Mubai casually set up a Restriction.
"Alright, you can speak now. Who instructed you to bring this sword?"
Yan Qimi took out the item that Feng Miaomiao had just held. If any disciples from Spirit Sword Mountain were present, they would immediately recognize it as the sword ornament given by Zuo Dao to Tai Shu Yun.
The sword ornament found its way into Feng Miaomiao's hands because Tai Shu Yun couldn't resist her pleas and sought Zuo Dao for a solution. Zuo Dao promptly provided this item, leaving Feng Miaomiao with nothing more to worry about.
Tai Shu Yun felt reluctant but still handed the sword ornament over to Feng Miaomiao. Zuo Dao had assured her that this was only temporary; what belonged to her would eventually return. This single statement brought a genuine smile to Tai Shu Yun's face for the first time in years.
"The Elder Disciple of Spirit Sword Mountain entrusted this to me; it is enough to offset the losses incurred by the Elder Council," Feng Miaomiao declared, though inwardly she cursed Yan Qimi profusely.
The information she had received indicated that the trouble had arisen because Yan Qimi's faction had attempted to forcefully acquire materials, which led to this incident.
"The Elder Disciple of Spirit Sword Mountain?" Upon hearing this, Yan Qimi sensed something was off. He was aware of the existence of this sword ornament but had never seen it in person. Now that he did, he immediately recognized its significance, especially since he himself was a Ninth-Rank Artificer.
The implications of this sword ornament were profound. At that moment, Zhan Mubai shot him a questioning glance, signaling him to calm Fang Shao down; he would explain later.
"Zuo Dao," Yan Qimi mentioned a name.
Feng Miaomiao wasn't surprised; she was well-acquainted with the Elder Council. If there were matters in the Earth Altar Star Domain that the Elder Council was unaware of, she would find that strange.
Just as she was about to speak, a voice suddenly echoed from the void.
"Who is calling for me?"
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