Novel Full Chapter 129: Accusations against He Furen
Chen Yan was not the least bit surprised by this news.
As he had learned more and more information, he had gradually come to connect He Furen, or rather, the person behind him, Huo Mu.
This Supreme Imperial Law Elder of the Kongshan Sect was the mastermind behind all of this.
Whether it was Song Mingde’s list or the stolen Black Flood Dragon Remnant Soul, the ultimate target pointed to was Huo Mu.
However, Chen Yan did not know what Huo Mu’s goal was.
The distance between his current level and that tier was still too vast, far too vast to even begin to speculate on any clues.
“Over a year ago, after you returned from Taiyun City and met with me, Elder Fu began to retract his influence. The gambling den in Taiyun City was destroyed, and you were ambushed by people sent by He Furen…”
Bai Qiming spoke, then paused slightly.
“I don’t know exactly what happened behind the scenes, but I can make a rough guess.”
Without a doubt, Bai Qiming was an extremely intelligent man.
Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been called an “old fox” by Lin Qifeng and Yue Chi, nor would he be qualified to contend with Fu Qian, who had been entrenched for centuries, on Qingchan Peak.
“What does Elder Bai mean?”
Chen Yan asked.
“I want you to go see He Furen.”
Bai Qiming stated.
Hearing this, Chen Yan’s expression froze momentarily before he forced a bitter smile.
“Elder Bai just said that Elder He once wanted my life. Now you’re telling me to go see him…”
“I understand He Furen.”
Bai Qiming continued.
“If he once wanted your life, it means he definitely still does now. He Furen cannot tolerate a thorn stuck in his eye, even if you are the Chief Disciple of Kongyuan Mountain.”
“So?”
Chen Yan pressed.
“Before he kills you, we must find a way to bring him down.”
Bai Qiming said.
This True Dharma Elder of Qingchan Peak certainly did not care about Chen Yan’s life or death.
The reason Bai Qiming made this proposal to Chen Yan was naturally to achieve his own goals.
Then, Bai Qiming looked towards the Daoyan Arena not far ahead.
“Right now, representatives from all the prestigious and illustrious immortal cultivation sects across the entire Chenping Continent, dispatched for this Dao Inquiry Assembly of Chenping Continent, are all there observing the peak battle between Qin Qingyu and Chu Xiyao on Heavenly Summit Mountain.”
He stated.
“Take this opportunity to confront him. He Furen definitely will not move against you.”
Bai Qiming’s reasoning was sound.
“But, what evidence do I have to confront him with?”
Chen Yan asked again.
“Over a year ago, Fu Qian was constantly searching for the legacy left behind by Song Mingde.”
Bai Qiming said.
“If I’m not mistaken, it should be a list. And on that list, at the very least, are the names of Imperial Law Elder Huo Mu and He Furen.”
Chen Yan’s heart secretly trembled.
Seeing Chen Yan’s reaction, Bai Qiming laughed.
“It seems I guessed correctly. In that case, that Zhang Xishun whom Elder Fu detained and interrogated must be Elder He’s man. And that Gu Qin from Mingxiao Peak a while back, who died in exactly the same way as Zhang Xishun, is also most likely He Furen’s man.”
He was correct.
“You can use the matters of Zhang Xishun, Gu Qin, or those two Martial Spring Realm cultivators who once tried to ambush you to publicly question and accuse him.”
Bai Qiming said.
“As the Chief Disciple of Kongyuan Mountain, an accusation initiated by you carries significant weight. Our goal is to weaken He Furen’s current authority within the Kongshan Sect and allow Elder Wen to resume control of affairs.”
Currently, all matters on Heavenly Summit Mountain were entirely under He Furen’s sole dictation.
It wasn’t just the direct disciples of Kongyuan Mountain who were constrained; even the Qingchan True Dharma Elder Bai Qiming was the same.
The Black Flood Dragon Remnant Soul was in He Furen’s hands.
It must be known that although this wisp of the Black Flood Dragon’s remnant soul had completely lost its consciousness, its destructive power was still comparable to that of a Unity Realm cultivator.
If this matter was not handled properly, a Peak Elder from Qingchan Peak would definitely be pushed out to take the blame.
In other words, the current situation on Heavenly Summit Mountain, or rather within the Kongshan Sect, had pushed Bai Qiming and the direct disciples of Kongyuan Mountain to the same side.
“This disciple understands.”
Chen Yan said solemnly.
Immediately after, he began walking again, heading towards the Daoyan Arena.
…
The arena platforms within the Daoyan Arena had all been removed.
Now, apart from the viewing stand, the entire Daoyan Arena had become the stage for Qin Qingyu and Chu Xiyao’s performance.
At this moment, the Daoyan Arena was empty. All the cultivators who had come to observe the battle for this term’s Heavenly Summit Champion were seated on the viewing stand.
Then, a figure dressed in pure white Daoist robes slowly appeared within the arena grounds.
He was the only spot of white on the entire field paved with bluestone bricks.
Golden cloud crane patterns were embroidered on his sleeves.
Countless gazes focused on this Chief Disciple of the Kongshan Sect’s main lineage.
They were curious why Chen Yan had appeared on the grounds of the Daoyan Arena.
This should have been the duel between Qin Qingyu and Chu Xiyao.
However, this Chief Disciple of Kongyuan Mountain was indeed, up to this point, the one whose duel with Qin Qingyu had been the most suspenseful.
Even though Qin Qingyu had suppressed her cultivation to the early Martial Spring Realm at that time.
“Chief Disciple Chen.”
Several deacon disciples from the Five Great Sects responsible for maintaining order stepped forward, wanting to stop Chen Yan, who was walking into the Daoyan Arena.
Chen Yan merely gave a light tremble, and the true qi he released pushed these deacon disciples aside.
These deacon disciples responsible for maintaining order were all from the outer courts of the Five Great Sects, so the highest cultivation among them was only at the peak of the Qi Circulation Realm.
Then, he strode to the center of the Daoyan Arena, channeling true qi to his throat.
“Esteemed seniors, Fellow Daoists! I am Chen Yan, Chief Disciple of Kongyuan Mountain of the Kongshan Sect!”
“I have come here today for one thing only!”
“To accuse He Furen, the Dignity Elder of Yuanhua Mountain of the Kongshan Sect, of his crimes!”
On the viewing stand, He Furen’s face still wore that faint, seemingly smiling expression, his eyes slightly narrowed as he looked at Chen Yan in the arena.
He showed no reaction.
As if he was merely waiting for Chen Yan to continue.
“First! As the mastermind behind the scenes, He Furen ordered Kongshan Sect disciple Gu Qin to cruelly murder Song Mingde, the Merit Hall Deacon of the Kongshan Sect’s outer court!”
“Second! When I was investigating the truth behind Song Mingde’s death, He Furen attempted to have me ambushed and killed!”
“Third! Qin Yue, the personal disciple of Qingchan Peak’s True Dharma Elder Bai Qiming, and one of the Kongshan Sect’s Dao Inquirers for this Heavenly Summit Mountain Dao Inquiry, was also personally plotted against by He Furen in a case of the thief crying ‘stop thief’!”
As soon as these words were spoken, the entire venue erupted in an uproar.
The reason Heavenly Summit Mountain had been enveloped by Wen Hongli’s barrier, cutting off contact with the outside world, was precisely because of Qin Yue’s death.
And this order had been personally issued by He Furen, who held the Supreme Imperial Law Elder token of the Kongshan Sect.
If Chen Yan’s accusations were true, the truth behind this was truly terrifying to contemplate.
“Elder He.”
Wen Hongli, sitting nearby, spoke without even lifting his eyelids.
“Do you have anything to say?”
“I do.”
He Furen said with a smile.
All eyes turned towards He Furen, awaiting the defense of this Dignity Elder of Yuanhua Mountain.
Then, his lips moved slightly.
“This child deserves execution.”
Immediately after, an immense pressure descended upon Chen Yan from above.
Instinctively, Chen Yan looked up at the sky.
He saw a gigantic, ethereal palm imprint descending from the heavens.
In the next instant, he was struck by this palm imprint and turned into a mist of blood.