From a loser to an immortal sage

Chapter 393 Uncovering the Traitor and Resolving the Dispute

The information Lingxin handed me, though only a few thin sheets of paper, felt incredibly heavy.

I gently ran my fingertips along the texture of the paper, feeling its slightly rough surface, and a strange power welled up inside me.

Become!

I took a deep breath and felt the air was filled with the sweet scent of victory, like osmanthus wine mixed with honey.

The atmosphere at the alliance meeting was so heavy it seemed like water could drip from it.

Ziyang Zhenjun sat high in the main seat, his face frighteningly gloomy. His sharp gaze swept across the entire room like an invisible knife, making everyone feel suffocated.

I looked around and saw faces filled with confusion, anger, or bewilderment, and a surge of pride welled up inside me.

it's time!

I cleared my throat, my voice not loud, but clearly carrying throughout the entire conference hall: "Ladies and gentlemen, I have something to reveal today that concerns the safety of the Alliance. Please listen attentively."

As soon as I finished speaking, I felt countless gazes like searchlights hitting me, so hot they almost melted me.

I steadied myself and slowly unfolded the information Lingxin had given me. It recorded all sorts of conspiracies and schemes of Mo Yun, one after another, each one shocking.

"Mo Yun, you colluded with the demons, sowed discord, spread rumors, and attempted to split the alliance. Do you plead guilty?!" I suddenly looked up, my gaze piercing as I stared at Mo Yun, who was sitting in the corner.

His expression changed drastically; his already pale face became even more bloodless, and his lips trembled, yet he couldn't utter a word for a long time.

I could even hear his rapid heartbeat, thump-thump-thump, like a drum beating against my eardrums.

"You...you're spouting nonsense!" Mo Yun finally managed to squeeze out a few words, his voice hoarse and trembling, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, screaming fiercely but inwardly weak.

I sneered and threw the intelligence report in my hand in front of him: "The evidence is conclusive. You still want to deny it? Do you think you can hide the dirty deeds you've done?"

The handwriting on the intelligence report was clearly visible; every crime committed by Mo Yun was like a sharp knife, piercing his heart.

His facial muscles twitched, and his eyes flickered, like a trapped beast making its last struggle.

Some alliance members who had been misled by Mo Yun changed their expressions upon seeing the irrefutable evidence.

Some of them looked ashamed, some had shifty eyes, and some began to whisper and discuss amongst themselves.

I could even hear people whispering curses against Mo Yun, calling him despicable, shameless, treacherous, and cunning.

"I...I..." Mo Yun tried to argue, but his voice grew softer and softer. In the end, he lowered his head in dejection, like a defeated rooster, no longer displaying his previous arrogance.

I looked around the room and saw the complex expressions on everyone's faces. The rifts within the alliance had not been completely healed, and some forces still harbored doubts about the changes in the Immortal Sect.

They worry that change will bring unpredictable risks, and they are afraid of losing their existing interests.

I took a deep breath, a heavy pressure pressing down on my heart.

I know that I still have a long way to go and my task is still very arduous.

I must convince them that the reforms of the Immortal Sect are for the future of the entire cultivation world and for the well-being of everyone.

“True Lord Ziyang…” I looked at True Lord Ziyang in the main seat. His face was still gloomy, but there was a hint of approval in his eyes.

I know this battle has only just begun...

The old fox, Ziyang Zhenjun, who had weathered many storms, finally spoke.

His voice was deep and powerful, like a heavy stone falling into a calm lake, stirring up ripples.

"Mo Yun colluded with the demons, a crime that cannot be forgiven!" He slammed his hand on the table, causing the teacups to jump and spill tea, which rolled across the table like glistening teardrops.

"Expel him from the alliance immediately, and never let him set foot in the Immortal Realm again!"

I stole a glance at Mo Yun. His face was deathly pale, his lips were trembling, and he looked like a fish that had been drained of its water, on the verge of death.

His eyes were vacant, as if he had lost his soul, and he collapsed completely.

I couldn't quite describe the feeling in my heart; there was a sense of satisfaction at getting revenge, but also a faint sadness.

After all, he was once a member of the immortal sect, but now he has fallen to such a state.

“Xiao Yao,” Ziyang Zhenjun’s voice pulled me back from my thoughts, “This time, thanks to you, Mo Yun’s conspiracy was exposed in time, preventing the alliance from splitting. You have made a great contribution, and I will reward you handsomely!”

I quickly cupped my hands and said, "You flatter me, True Lord. This is what I should do." To be honest, I didn't feel much joy; instead, I felt a vague unease.

Things seemed to be going too smoothly, so smoothly that it felt somewhat unreal.

After the alliance meeting, I went to the back mountain alone, wanting to quietly think about my next steps.

A gentle breeze brushed my cheek, bringing with it a refreshing floral scent mingled with the fragrance of earth, making me feel a sense of comfort.

I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and felt the tranquility and peace of nature.

Suddenly, a soft voice rang in my ear: "Xiao Yao, I have something to tell you."

I suddenly opened my eyes and saw Lingxin standing behind me. Her face was a little pale and her eyes were filled with anxiety.

My heart sank suddenly and an ominous premonition came over me.

"What's wrong?" I asked anxiously.

Lingxin took a deep breath and slowly said, "I just received news that external forces in the Immortal Realm..." She paused, seemingly hesitant to continue.

I was extremely anxious. I grabbed her arm and asked urgently, "What happened to the external forces? Tell me quickly!" My palms were sweating, and my heart was pounding like a frightened deer.

Seeing my anxious expression, Lingxin bit her lip and finally said, "They...they have learned about the changes in the Immortal Sect and the internal strife within the Alliance, and they are stirring up trouble, preparing to take advantage of the situation to invade!"

My brain went blank, as if struck by lightning, and I froze completely.

My hand fell limply to my side, and Lingxin's voice seemed to come from a very far place. I felt like I was dreaming, a terrible nightmare.

"How could this happen..." I muttered to myself, feeling as if a stone was stuck in my throat, making it difficult to breathe.

Lingxin gently patted my shoulder and comforted me, "Don't worry, we still have time to prepare."

I looked up and saw Lingxin's determined eyes, and a glimmer of hope ignited in my heart.

Yes, we still have time, we still have a chance!

"We have to go back right now!" I grabbed Lingxin's hand and turned to run towards the Alliance.

My steps quickened and became more urgent, as if something terrifying was chasing me from behind.

"Wait for me!" Lingxin called out from behind me.

I ran without looking back, with only one thought in my mind: We must stop them!

Suddenly, I heard a cry of alarm behind me: "Watch out!"

I turned around suddenly and saw...