Chapter 84: No Malice, Just Itchy Hands – The Green Bean Is Gone…

“They…” Jiang Yuechen was at a loss for words. He wanted to comment, but didn’t even know where to begin.

Yuan Huai pursed his lips. Seeing that the Returning Immortal Sect group had wandered off, he had a vague idea of what their next target might be.

Yuan Huai said, “We’ve been on the countdown for this long, and they don’t even bother pretending anymore?”

In the past, unless there were a few troublemakers, disciples from different sects would generally give each other some face—for the sake of future encounters.

But now? The Returning Immortal Sect couldn’t care less. Provoking a Chief out in the open outside the illusion realm? They were just getting more and more unhinged.

“Don’t provoke them unless necessary,” Ying You said. “When Qingyu comes over, tell him not to approach the Returning Immortal Sect disciples—or clash with other sects.”

“Where are you going?”

“To find the Returning Immortal Sect’s team leader and tell him to control his people.”

This was Azure Profound Sect’s territory. Before they arrived, the Elders had reminded him to look after the guests and keep everything under control.

Yuan Huai said, “Don’t worry, we won’t cause you any trouble.”

After all, with no Elders present, it was up to Ying You to clean up whatever mess was made here.

Ying You looked around and saw that the Returning Immortal Sect’s team leader had already left, so he didn’t linger either and quickly went ashore to look for them.

Over at the Clear Thought Sect’s area, the atmosphere was unusually peaceful.

Before entering the pool, Tang Wuxun had reached an agreement with the other Chiefs: no one would provoke anyone today—just relax and rest.

The environment at the Pure Spirit Pool was excellent. White Tiger West had no such spiritual springs. Even Shen Wuxie had quieted down.

But he didn’t want to sit too close to Tang Wuxun, so he found a spot by himself, leaned against the pool wall, and closed his eyes to rest.

Feng Yunyi was also there, positioned under Ying You’s instructions in a spot that appeared low-key but offered a clear escape route—just in case the Returning Immortal Sect tried something.

But after soaking for a short while, he felt the water shift—someone was approaching.

Feng Yunyi opened his eyes to find that it was the Returning Immortal Sect. His heart jumped, but he kept quiet, quickly closing his eyes again to pretend he didn’t notice—wanting to see what they were up to.

Yet the Returning Immortal Sect disciples didn’t mess with him. Instead, they went over to Shen Wuxie, lingered for a bit, then quietly slipped away.

Shen Wuxie had been asleep the entire time, unaware that anyone had come near. He almost slid into the pool wall in his sleep.

“…”

Feng Yunyi opened his eyes just a sliver and saw the Second-Seat Sword Cultivator and the three Chiefs from the Returning Immortal Sect hiding behind a poolstone, snickering at this side.

Suddenly, the once-dead-asleep Shen Wuxie jerked awake, his body trembling.

Feng Yunyi: “?”

“Aah!!”

In the next second, Shen Wuxie jumped out of the pool—then landed with a splash, his face contorted.

Feng Yunyi was speechless. Just as he was thinking of putting more distance between them, Shen Wuxie suddenly bounced again, splashing water right into his face.

Feng Yunyi couldn’t hold back: “…Shen Wuxie, are you out of your mind?”

Shen Wuxie came to his senses. He had been dreaming just now and suddenly felt someone grab his butt. Then a sharp, tingling jolt had hit him right in that spot.

He froze, then glared across at Feng Yunyi in fury: “You messed with me?”

Feng Yunyi: “???”

Feng Yunyi: “Which of your eyes saw me mess with you? You’re the one who splashed water in my face first.”

“There’s only the two of us here. If it’s not you, who is it?” Shen Wuxie made no effort to restrain his swearing. “Heh, Feng Yunyi, just because you joined Azure Profound Sect, you think I won’t touch you? You’re still just a second son. The Feng Clan didn’t even pick you as heir, and now you think joining Azure Profound will change your fate? What a joke.”

He instantly dragged up old wounds. Feng Yunyi was clearly irritated. “Shen Wuxie, sometimes I really do want to punch you.”

“You admitted it that fast? Still saying it wasn’t you!”

Just as Shen Wuxie was about to blow up again, another jolt of pain hit his backside. He twitched uncontrollably. He tried to move away—but his legs were numb.

“What kind of curse did you use! Undo it now or I swear—!”

“So what if I don’t?”

Feng Yunyi had no idea what was going on, but he definitely wasn’t helping. He got up and walked away, leaving Shen Wuxie there sputtering in disbelief.

Behind the poolstone, the group was laughing uncontrollably.

Lian Mu glanced at the immobilized Shen Wuxie and said, “Wasting a jade ring on him feels like a shame.”

They had thrown a jade ring near Shen Wuxie, and Xu Xianxing had been remotely channeling lightning through it with spiritual energy.

Xu Xianxing grinned and pulled out a small spatial pouch from his robe. “Relax, your great master is loaded—I made over a hundred of these.”

Lian Mu looked around. “Seems like everyone’s bored. Why not find some fun?” She set her sights on other disciples. “A hundred should be plenty.”

The four exchanged a glance, divvied up the hundred jade rings, and had Bai Lique use a transfer talisman to discreetly deliver them to others’ feet. They zeroed in on disciples from Crimson Sky Sect and Clear Thought Sect—no one was spared.

Fifteen minutes later, the whole pool was echoing with yelps and splashes.

“Who the hell’s leaking lightning spiritual energy?!”

“Argh! Control your spiritual force! If you can’t, get lost!”

“It wasn’t me—ah!!”

“Still lying? You’re the only lightning spiritual root near us!”

The assaulted disciples quickly targeted the nearest lightning cultivator. Some even started accusing disciples from other sects.

Shen Wuxie finally managed to crawl out of the water, only to step on something. He picked it up—it was a spiritual tool shaped like a ring, drained of energy.

He instantly understood what had happened, rage flaring. He pulled over a lightning cultivator from his sect and charged toward Azure Profound Sect for revenge.

Soon, many others discovered the jade rings scattered at the pool’s bottom.

Shen Wuxie roared, “Feng Yunyi! You dare mess with me!”

He had a fellow lightning cultivator fill a jade ring with spiritual energy, then stormed toward the Azure Profound disciples like it was a death match.

Azure Profound disciples: “???”

Meanwhile, Crimson Sky Sect disciples, also zapped in the butt, saw Shen Wuxie holding the exact same jade ring and even initiating attacks—everything clicked.

“So it was Clear Thought Sect causing trouble!”

The Crimson Sky disciples had had enough. They dove for the jade rings, charged them with spiritual energy, and launched a full-on attack on the Clear Thought Sect.

Azure Profound’s Chief Alchemy Cultivator was randomly zapped by Clear Thought Sect. Gu Qingyu, just returning from the White Jade Pool, saw his fellow sect member being bullied and flew into a rage.

Gu Qingyu grabbed a jade ring and shouted to Yuan Huai and Jiang Yuechen, “Come on—help out!”

Since the Chiefs were now involved, the rest of the Azure Profound Sect couldn’t stand by. Everyone dove for rings and started zapping.

Soon, the pool’s jade rings were all gone. Some high-grade lightning cultivators didn’t even need them—they just pumped lightning straight into the water with their hands.

Complete chaos broke out. Azure Profound and Clear Thought disciples were electrocuting each other, while Crimson Sky was chasing down the Clear Thought ones.

A three-way battle erupted. The entire Pure Spirit Pool was filled with electric currents. Anyone who entered got a full-body shock.

Tang Wuxun and the other Clear Thought Chiefs were forced out of the water. Looking at the all-out brawl in the pool, they were utterly bewildered.

They had no idea how this even started.

“What’s going on?” Tang Wuxun murmured. “This probably wasn’t done by anyone from our sect, right?”

Beside him, the chief alchemy cultivator Feng Huanyin glanced at Feng Yunyi, who was currently being held down and electrocuted in the pool, and replied coolly, “Haven’t you noticed? The people from the Returning Immortal Sect have been unusually quiet today.”

Tang Wuxun paused—there really wasn’t a single person from the Returning Immortal Sect in the pool. Who knew where they’d all gone?

He suddenly understood: “…”

The chaos was overwhelming. Tang Wuxun was about to go find someone to bring things under control when he turned around and ran into Ying You, who had come in with the Returning Immortal Sect’s chief disciple.

“That’s impossible. Don’t worry, Team Leader Ying. My junior brothers and sisters are all well-behaved. I’ll go have a word with them.”

“Mm.”

Ying You had just entered while chatting with Guan Huailin when a wave of shrieks echoed from the pool.

It was the voices of Azure Profound Sect disciples.

Ying You halted in his tracks, stunned for a moment, then looked at the Pure Spirit pool. It was already a completely different scene from when he had just left.

Guan Huailin glanced around, smiled, and said, “Team Leader Ying, it seems there isn’t a single Returning Immortal Sect member here.”

Ying You: “…”

Meanwhile, the real culprits had discarded all the jade rings and led the Returning Immortal Sect disciples over to the adjacent White Jade Pool, successfully removing themselves from the scene.

Lian Mu stepped into the White Jade Pool. The water here carried a faint medicinal scent, and the rest followed her in.

When Wen Yun saw them arrive in a grand group, he asked, “What happened over at the Pure Spirit pool? It sounded like a riot.”

The four of them soaked in silence, saying nothing.

Guan Shize came over as well. He knew Lian Mu’s temperament—if she was quiet, it definitely meant someone had suffered.

“That ruckus over there was your doing, wasn’t it?” Guan Shize was nearly certain. “Why didn’t you take us along?”

“You need to detox. What would you be doing in the Pure Spirit pool?” Lian Mu said. “Just soak properly.”

She pushed Guan Shize down until only his head was above the water. The rash on his neck still hadn’t cleared up.

Xu Xianxing pulled out a Memory Stone and handed it to Wen Yun. It contained the footage of Zhangsun Li being electrocuted and launched into the air. “Keep this. If he ever bothers you again, show it to everyone.”

“Let him lose face in front of the four major sects,” Ji Mingyue added.

Wen Yun: “…”

Wen Yun: “Next time, don’t leave me out of this stuff—take me with you to mess with people.”

Just hearing the chaos next door was enough to tell how much fun they’d had. Wen Yun was already regretting not joining them in the Pure Spirit pool.

Guan Shize overheard the Azure Profound Sect chief’s voice from afar and looked impressed. “You guys even messed with Azure Profound Sect? That’s wild.”

Xu Xianxing immediately started recounting their prank in great detail. The group clustered together, discussing excitedly, completely ignoring any stares they were getting.

Lian Mu pretended not to notice, ready to join the conversation—when she suddenly felt like something was missing.

She looked down.

Her wrist was empty.

Green Bean was gone.