Accidentally Reincarnated in Cultivation World-Chapter 365: Immortal Grade Treasures

The Elemental Heaven Peak Master’s clone descended silently and stopped in front of Yu Xuan.

Without a word, her gaze swept over him and then over the others.

Invisible threads brushed across minds probing for mental erosion.

After a long breath, she withdrew her power and sighed. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Nothing, considering what they had just returned from.

Earlier, when her spirit projection had manifested inside the gate, she had remained partially connected to it.

Through that link, she had witnessed nearly everything that had transpired within, enough to give even her a headache.

Yu Xuan felt a chill and instinctively glanced behind her.

Bing Xin stood there, arms folded, staring at him with an expression that could only be described as... deeply ungrateful.

"???"

’What did I do?’ Yu Xuan wondered sincerely.

Sensing someone looking at him, he shifted his gaze elsewhere, only to lock eyes with Daoist Flowing Sword, who was also looking at him.

It’s just that the look was... strangely.

As if he lost a great gamble.

Yu Xuan’s scalp tingled.

’No, seriously. What happened?’

His instincts screamed that trouble was already lining up to greet him.

The Elemental Heaven Peak Master finally spoke, her tone flat but heavy.

"You are remarkably talented," she said.

Then paused for effect.

"And equally remarkable at creating trouble.

Yu Xuan opened his mouth then closed it.

He genuinely didn’t know how to respond.

After all, he had been attacked first enthusiastically.

What Yu Xuan didn’t know was that Ancestor Wan’s brief descent had nearly ignited a full-scale war between the two factions that had descended into the Lower Realms.

If not for several old monsters restraining themselves, the consequences would have been catastrophic.

"I..." Yu Xuan started, then stopped, realizing there was no sentence that could possibly fix this.

He had been wronged!

The Elemental Heaven Peak Master glanced very deliberately at Ming Tianmei for a fleeting moment, then turned back to the group.

"Enough," she said.

"All of you will report to the Discipline Committee immediately, everything in detail and do not skip anything."

Her eyes sharpened.

With that, she stepped back.

The surrounding elders nodded subtly, and one by one, their figures dissolved into light, vanishing from the cloud platform.

In truth, they already knew most of what had happened.

This was not about information.

It was about procedure and then deciding how the Heaven Immortal Sect would respond next.

After it was a simple matter of cause and effect.

***

Yu Xuan and the others soon arrived at the Discipline Committee’s territory, located within the floating island.

Along the way, Yu Xuan noticed Bing Xin, her expression calm but clearly attentive.

Beside Yu Zhen, however, stood another woman – tall, sharp-featured, with flowing golden hair and eyes like polished amber.

She was speaking casually, completely ignoring the tense surroundings.

"Your foundation is surprisingly stable for someone without a master," she said, looking at Yu Zhen like she was inspecting a rare treasure.

"Our peak values stability above all else. With proper guidance, your future is unquestionably bright."

Yu Zhen smiled awkwardly, clearly unsure how to respond.

He was being scouted for extra work.

Apparently, she was from Order Heaven Peak, the same peak as Yu Zhen and judging by her enthusiasm, she had already decided he was worth investing in.

Meanwhile, Yu Xuan slowed his pace slightly.

"We need to have a serious talk," he said to Ming Tianmei through spirit sense.

"Huh? ...Okay," Ming Tianmei replied after a brief pause.

Internally, her thoughts were a mess.

Her carefully prepared damsel in distress script had completely collapsed.

Worse, she had already revealed her biggest secret to Yu Xuan. There was no going back now.

She sighed inwardly.

’Great. Now I can’t even pretend to need his help. I’m officially an all-knowing liability. But maybe I could try that inheritance.’

Soon, the group entered a vast hall.

At the front, a long semicircle of seats was occupied.

Elders.

Peak representatives.

Observers from multiple factions.

Some sat openly, others concealed themselves behind veils of qi.

Every single gaze carried weight.

The moment the Yu Clan disciples stepped inside, they felt it.

Pressure.

Yu Xuan’s eyes swept the room calmly.

Among the familiar faces, he spotted Elder Kun of the Elemental Heaven Peak, seated with his arms folded, expression unreadable.

Murmurs rippled through the hall.

"It’s hard to believe these children survived, let alone defeated so many enemies on their own."

"There were clearly forces moving behind the scenes."

"Serves those Fallen Heaven bastards right."

"But are we certain no forbidden techniques were used?"

The temperature in the room seemed to dip.

Elder Kun’s gaze sharpened immediately.

"Careful with your words," he said coldly.

"Are you implying that the disciple of an Elemental Heaven Peak Master is some kind of evil brat?"

A snort came from another direction.

"As if," muttered an elder from the Martial Heaven Peak.

"And do you truly believe the future genius of our peak is some reckless boy who toys with forbidden arts?"

Invisible sparks seemed to crackle between the two elders, the air subtly vibrating as their auras brushed against one another.

Yu Xuan stood quietly at the center of it all, expression calm, posture relaxed.

The questioning hadn’t even begun yet, and already the hall was on the verge of turning into another battlefield.

Far away from that noise and tension, beyond the reach of scrutiny and judgment, a completely different scene was unfolding.

Behind a slowly flowing purple river of chaotic light, Yu Lingluo stepped out.

Her expression was calm, but her eyes carried a quiet excitement.

Her short training session had just ended.

The one guiding her was an ancient powerhouse who called himself Gentle Chaos, a name that sounded harmless.

From him, she had learned several ways to use her ornaments.

More importantly, she had finally learned the truth about the ornaments she wore.

They were sealed Immortal-grade treasures.

And to her disbelief, they had been gifted to her casually by Ming Tianmei who stole these from Gentle Chaos according to him.

"Unbelievable..." Yu Lingluo muttered, unable to believe her best friend did something like this.