Chapter 164: Humiliation

Su Yin walked down the terraced steps with the measured grace of a true Saintess. Her pale blue-white robes fluttered gently in the high-altitude wind.

Unlike the pathetic, trembling illusion that had knelt on the floor moments ago, the real Su Yin radiated a grounded, pragmatic strength. Yet, beneath that familiar warmth, there was a new, freezing clarity in her eyes—the look of a woman who had just witnessed the absolute lowest depths of the people she had been raised to trust.

She stepped onto the floor. She walked past the broken, groaning form of Elder Yan. She ignored the disgraced male disciple still drowning in her robes.

She stopped directly in front of Mu Tianyang.

The Senior Disciple of the Pure Cloud Sect was still on his knees. He looked up at her, his eyes wide, bloodshot, and completely frantic. His flawless, handsome features were contorted into a mask of pathetic desperation.