Clan Rise: Starting as a Grandfather Chapter 1339: 862: Tomorrow You Will Escort Wang Qiutang to Apologize to Yang Zhenshan_2

Previously, the disappearance of one or two disciples drew no notice from anyone, but with Lu Yuanping now exposing the issue, no one can turn a blind eye anymore.

Disregarding the others' reactions, Lu Yuanping pressed on, “Three years ago, one of my disciples headed out and never came back. Hehe, Elder Wang, any idea where he ended up?”

“Did he also perish by Wang Shanhu’s hand?”

“No, this has nothing whatsoever to do with me!” Wang Qiutang quickly refuted.

“No connection?” Lu Yuanping sneered, “Why not ask your precious eldest son about it!”

He knew precisely who had slain his disciple.

Previously, fury had gripped him, yet he ultimately swallowed his rage.

After all, losing one disciple wasn’t worth clashing outright with the Wang family.

Yet now, with a chance to strike while the iron is hot, Lu Yuanping’s bottled-up wrath erupted, demanding justice for his lost disciple.

By directly accusing Wang Qiutang’s eldest son, Lu Yuanping stirred anxiety in Wang Qiutang. While he cherished his younger son Wang Qisheng, born late in life, his eldest son mattered more as the heir with strong prospects for reaching the Golden Body Realm.

“Impossible! Lu Yuanping, stop spreading lies!” Wang Qiutang bellowed in rage.

Lu Yuanping fixed him with a icy stare, “Wang Qiutang, do you truly believe your family’s misdeeds stay hidden from all? Five years back, who slew Jiaoyu? Who took Li Bo’s life three years ago? And Jing Yuwan, hehe, a brilliant Sword Cultivator genius tormented to death!”

“Wang Qiutang, the Wang family leeches off the Xuanqing Sect like parasites.”

Wang Qiutang’s countenance darkened to pitch black, while Jiang Baichuan’s face grew equally grim.

Though Lu Yuanping’s words targeted Wang Qiutang, they also dragged Jiang Baichuan into the mess.

Countless unjust deaths in the sect, and he, the Law Enforcement Elder, had remained oblivious.

“Sect Master, is this the truth!” Jiang Baichuan confronted Master Cheng rather than Wang Qiutang.

He knew little of these events, suggesting deliberate cover-ups from the Law Enforcement Hall, likely by Sect Master Cheng himself.

Master Cheng’s expression soured, “Elder Lu, refrain from raising baseless claims.”

“Evidence, hmph!” Lu Yuanping scoffed at Master Cheng, “Sect Master, don’t you hold all the proof?”

Master Cheng flushed with deep shame.

Jiang Baichuan eyed Master Cheng with chilling intent.

Evidently, Master Cheng had shielded the Wang family, and their actions had bred widespread resentment in the sect.

“Sect Master, I must probe this fully!”

“Elder Jiang, the priority remains the Yang family, not these old grievances!” Sweat dotted Master Cheng’s brow.

Should this blow up, his Sect Master seat would vanish.

Being Sect Master didn’t grant total control; the true authority in Xuanqing Sect rested with the Supreme Elder.

His eyes scanned the other elders, yet silence reigned among them.

“Elder Chu, your thoughts!” Master Cheng singled her out.

A mediator was crucial now, to gloss over and redirect focus to the Yang family, halting the Wang family debate.

Chu Lingxiao glanced at Master Cheng, then Wang Qiutang, and stated clearly, “At this juncture, best to summon the Supreme Elder for judgment!”

The hall’s air turned icy stiff.

Calling the Supreme Elder seemed routine, but signaled their failure, troubling Lin Daoyuan with internal squabbles.

“This feels improper!” Master Cheng grew more distressed.

Chu Lingxiao shook her head lightly, saying no more.

They remained unaware Lin Daoyuan knew already, assuming his seclusion at Sword Origin Peak.

Yet Chu Lingxiao had encountered Lin Daoyuan and learned of his trip to Illusion Moon Sect.

Master Cheng’s face paled to dust, realization dawning: he and Wang Qiutang were under siege.

Jiang Baichuan and Lu Yuanping’s stances were obvious, and even Chu Lingxiao seemed shifted.

Furthermore, new elders Su Zheng and Lin Xiu stayed mute, signaling no backing for him as Sect Master.

As panic gripped Master Cheng, three figures entered from beyond the hall. All inside rose swiftly, chorusing, “Greetings, Supreme Elder!”

Lin Daoyuan surveyed them briefly before ascending to the head seat and settling in.

Trailing him were True Men Yun Xiao and Yun Xi.

“Be seated,” Lin Daoyuan uttered calmly.

His presence reshuffled positions; Yun Xiao and Yun Xi flanked him left and right. Though powerless, their Immortal Cultivator status earned them seats in Xuanqing Sect.

Following were Master Cheng, Wang Qiutang, Jiang Baichuan, Lu Yuanping, Chu Lingxiao, plus Su Zheng and Lin Xiu.

Chu Lingxiao boasted solid strength, yet youth held her back.

Once seated, Yun Xiao and Yun Xi stayed poised, Jiang Baichuan and Lu Yuanping composed, while Master Cheng and Wang Qiutang squirmed uneasily.

Lin Daoyuan scanned the assembly, “Yun Xiao and Yun Xi, tomorrow escort Wang Qiutang to offer apologies to Yang Zhenshan. Handle any Yang family compensations at your discretion. Approve all unless overly demanding!”

These words painted vivid shock across faces.

Wang Qiutang blanched ashen, Master Cheng paling similarly.

“Yes!” Yun Xiao and Yun Xi rose to acknowledge.

This task suited them perfectly; Lin Daoyuan couldn’t appear personally, as it would demean him before Yang Zhenshan.

Others lacked the stature to even converse with Yang Zhenshan.

Only Yun Xiao and Yun Xi fit, both Foundation Establishment Cultivators of matching rank, so yielding face wouldn’t shame them.

They sought ties with Yang Zhenshan anyway, making this a prime chance.

“The Wang family’s sins abound; Jiang Baichuan, let Law Enforcement Hall enforce sect rules!” Lin Daoyuan declared next.

Xuanqing Sect’s mightiest clan was undoubtedly the Lin family.

Truth be told, the Lin family stayed aloof, their status elevated beyond petty struggles for influence.

The Lin clan seldom meddled in upper echelons, as Lin Daoyuan disdained such trivia, and with sparse numbers and no standout prodigies, they served as revered icons.

Jiang Baichuan rose to comply, “Law Enforcement Hall obeys the Supreme Elder’s command!”

Wang Qiutang drained of color, face ghostly white.

“Supreme Elder! I…”

Wang Qiutang tried speaking, but Lin Daoyuan frowned, prompting Yun Xiao to swiftly cast a spell; a golden cord shot forth, trussing Wang Qiutang tight.

His plea choked off, he stood in utter desolation.

Lin Daoyuan nodded subtly, proceeding, “Master Cheng, for poor sect oversight and favoritism toward the Wang family, you’re demoted from Sect Leader and assigned to Anhu City guard duty for thirty years!”

Conveniently, Xuanqing Sect’s rotation fell on Anhu City, sending Master Cheng there.

Hearing the penalty, Master Cheng exhaled softly, “This disciple accepts!”

Losing Sect Leader role stung with disgrace, but Anhu City duty wasn’t overly harsh.

“New Sect Leader: Su Zheng! Are you willing, Su Zheng?” Lin Daoyuan eyed the lower-seated Su Zheng.

Su Zheng startled, rising hesitantly, “Supreme Elder, my cultivation is meager; I dread failing such heavy duty!”

“Sect management demands justice, not raw power! As Duan Qingyun’s disciple, I trust his tutelage!” Lin Daoyuan replied.

Su Zheng glanced at fellow elders, noting their serene lack of protest; awe stirred him, “This disciple submits to the Supreme Elder’s will!”

Sect Leader brought boons like richer resources, but cons of endless trivial drains.

Young and freshly Golden Body Realm, Su Zheng stood to gain more than lose.

“Very well, meeting adjourned. Dismissed!”

With no dissent, Lin Daoyuan stood and departed the Sect Main Hall.

Leftovers like transition rites fell to others.