CHAPTER 579: CHAPTER 253: CANDOR, AND THEN— "NOW IT’S MY TURN TO VENT!

"Once you become the Sect Master of the Wandao Sect, then I will be the Sect Master’s Wife, right?"

Hearing Zhu Nanzhi’s voice, the corners of Mu Qingyue’s mouth lifted into a smile.

Nanzhi is starting to test now, huh.

Testing the relationship between her husband and Master Pei.

Apart from the dynamic between herself as Senior Sister and her Junior Brother, all that remained was Pei Wanyu.

Thus, Nanzhi intentionally emphasized the Wandao Sect.

The Junior Brother should also notice, right?

Lu Jin’an turned his head towards Zhu Nanzhi. She was dressed in a light blue high-collared gown embroidered with floral butterflies, topped with a shawl-like collar that added to her gentle elegance, exuding the demeanor of an aristocratic lady.

Nanzhi is best at dressing up.

"Yes." Lu Jin’an’s gaze skimmed over the silver butterfly hairpin in her neatly coiled hair, and he said candidly, "Not just you... there is something I need to tell you when we return."

Zhu Nanzhi’s heart tightened, but she still lightly nodded.

Lu Jin’an retracted his gaze, released Nanzhi’s and Qingyue’s hands, and walked through the side door into the main hall of the front courtyard.

Although it was night, there were already a considerable number of disciples gathered within the courtyard.

The mature system of the Wandao Sect’s Punishment Court made it rare for the Saint Heir to personally capture someone with Direct Disciples, arousing curiosity about what crime the four kneeling individuals could have committed.

Lu Jin’an sat down to the left with Zhu Nanzhi and Mu Qingyue. Zhu Nanzhi wanted to brew a cup of tea to ease her husband’s fatigue from the journey, but considering the setting, she refrained.

"Saint Heir, what exactly is our crime?"

As soon as Lu Jin’an arrived, Duan Chaohai among the four people immediately looked at him and asked anxiously.

"Save your words for the Elder Tongpan,"

Lu Jin’an said calmly, without any intention of conducting an interrogation. After all, when it came to interrogations, the Elders of the Punishment Court were far more experienced, so there was no need for him to take credit.

Duan Chaohai and the others looked towards the table on the dais, while the murmurs from outside also drifted into their ears.

"The Vice Dean You of the Punishment Court is conducting the interrogation himself; whatever Duan Chaohai and the others did is no minor matter."

"Who knows if they’ve stolen treasures or colluded with the Demon Clan..."

"They definitely committed some wrongdoing; the Saint Heir wouldn’t capture the wrong people, it’s just a matter of what they did."

The voices reached Duan Chaohai and the others, prompting them to exchange guarded and bewildered glances.

Being put on public trial together suggested that their offenses had something in common, but although they were fellow disciples, they were not intimate friends; why had they been captured?

"Junior Brother, if only they would just die," Mu Qingyue whispered to Lu Jin’an.

Lu Jin’an’s expression remained unchanged. He had not sealed their ability to speak precisely in the hope that, with their spiritual power sealed, they might bite their tongues and commit suicide, or ingest hidden poisons.

This would actually save quite a bit of trouble.

He closed his eyes as You Suowei, the Vice Dean, began the interrogation.

Having been previously informed of the situation by the Dean and having communicated with the Saint Heir, You Suowei, one of the Vice Deans of the Punishment Court, already had a plan in his mind and expertly began the interrogation.

As soon as he started speaking, a commotion erupted outside the hall; no one had expected that these four would be revealed as Possessors from the Upper Realm.

Lu Jin’an furrowed his brow slightly, and with a single glance, the commotion ceased immediately.

Zhu Nanzhi showed little interest in the interrogation, instead watching Lu Jin’an’s profile with shining eyes. She quietly retreated to a secluded corner and began painting a brand-new scroll.

Duan Chaohai and the others instinctively exchanged glances again, their true thoughts unknown, but just as Bi Song, at the mid-stage of Tongsheng Realm, was about to speak, his body suddenly twitched several times before collapsing, bleeding from all orifices.

Lu Jin’an frowned slightly; this was a type of Divine Soul suggestion spell, one that initiated a direct self-destruction once exposed.

The Upper Realm had evidently made many preparations when dispatching their trash to possess the Lower Realm’s geniuses.

However, it seemed these measures were only reserved for certain individuals. The more capable trash might not be subjected to such suggestions.

There was also the possibility that some geniuses from the Upper Realm participated willingly in possession plans...

For now, though, them committing suicide was a relief.

Lu Jin’an’s fingers lightly stroked the armrest of his chair as he looked towards the remaining three.

You Suowei had already received evidence from Lu Jin’an about Zhou Yuanfu’s connection to them, and upon witnessing Bi Song’s death, he intensified the pressure of the interrogation.

Even as Duan Chaohai and the other Unity Realm Stage cultivator, Kang Xingqin, remained in denial, You Suowei spoke coldly: "The Saint Heir captured the Young Sect Master Zhou Yuanfu of the Wuji Demon Sect alive in the Qinglian Secret Realm. To you two, this person goes by the surnames Wang and Liu, bring Zhou Yuanfu in."

Duan Chaohai’s heart tightened, confirming the suspicions in his mind; indeed, Zhou Yuanfu was caught.

As he processed this, he noticed a figure kneeling beside him. Turning to look, it was a stranger to him but undoubtedly the Young Sect Master of the Wuji Demon Sect.

Otherwise, it couldn’t deceive Deputy Sect Master Ji Wenchang’s ’True Origin’ Daoist Skill.

He somewhat understood why the Upper Realm held such animosity towards Wandao Sect under Zheng Dongliu’s leadership.

Because now, there’s no way to dispute the ’True Origin’ of Ji Wenchang.

The vast entity of Wandao Sect had almost no flaws to speak of.

Trust, once established, is difficult to maintain, yet easily destroyed. But right now, the Wandao Sect, led by Zheng Dongliu, had no vulnerabilities to exploit.

With this in mind, he glanced at Zhou Yuanfu, who was giving testimony, inwardly cursing at his cowardice in revealing everything. How was he fit to be the Young Sect Master of the Demon Path?