Conspiracy

Within a nicely light room, are three figures. All sitting around a round table, between them a set of tea with its cups filled with hot smoking tea. The only male figure in this group, a man that goes by the name Wu Lim spoke up. His voice shook with his body.

"You guys…heard what I heard right?"

"Yes…."

One of the women, Wu Hui spoke in the same tone as Lim. The other woman, Wu Yating spoke in the same tone as her other two comrades.

"What do we do now?"

She said alluding to the mission given to them by their superior, Wu Xinyang. A month before the couple arrives in the capital, Xinyang went to the permanent tower "Physique Selector". To break through to the general stage. They were supposed to take care of Mors. If they did they will be rewarded with their own piece of land without having to break through to the commander stage.

Even when all of them were in the same stage as Mors, it was a dangerous mission. Now that Mors is one stage above them, forget about danger. This mission is suicidal and none of them are suicidal.

"We have to find a way to kill him"

Lim said, taking by surprise his female coworkers. Hui slammed the table with force. Breaking their tea set and making the tea in their tea cups spill over the table and into the floor beneath it.

"Are you fucking crazy!? When he was in the warrior stage he was faster than all of us! We only rank up once and now he is in a whole other stage!"

"We already disrespected the Dragon! We are good as dead!"

Lim said with force as he looks at Hui.

"If we just go back to him and apologize we might be able to win! Not even the heir is able to cultivate as fast as the couple!" Hui rebutted back. The two of them look at each other with open hostility.

"Calm down both of you, we don't have to fight in a normal way to bring him down. We can always use poison"

Yating said, calming down her two workers somewhat. As they sit back down to their seats. Lim now with a colder head spoke while looking at Yating.

"So, tell me, do you know of a way to get a poison strong enough to kill a commander stage cultivator?"

"Well I don't, but there is someone who might"

"And that is?"

"Jinshu Zixi, experienced great humiliation and loss because of the couple. If anyone wants to kill Ming as much as the heir, is him" Her bright words resonated with her comrades, who nodded their heads to her suggestion.

"That is a great idea Yating, we should go ahead and talk with clan leader Jinshu Zixi"

Within a nicely decorated room, covered in gold and gems. From the wall hangs a beautifully crafted painting of a woman in all dark clothing. A cane in her hand as she leads a herd of black wool sheep. But the room is not as peaceful as it looks. As furniture and other things are being thrown around.

This is the personal room every sect clan leader gets when they are in the sect. This is the room of none other than the muscular and strong Jinshu Zixi. Rage flows through his body as he throws a chair at one of the walls. Biting his lip and bleeding from it as he screams his lungs out.

"Wu Zhihui and Wu Ming!!! How fucking dare you make me lose face in front of the other clan leaders! Now I won't ever become sect leader!"

He said to none other than himself, well maybe that is not the truth. He turns around as he looks at the painting of the woman, the only place where he has not thrown anything. Not because he forgot, but because he could not. His behavior changes as he walks toward the painting. Touching the face of the woman as he spoke.

"Oh [Dark Mother] please grand this lost [Sheep] some guidance"

Soon the eyes of the woman started to glow as an ungendered voice came from the picture. This is a magical artifact that allows for communication if one says the right phrase.

"Clan leader Jinshu Zixi, what a pleasure to hear from you. Are the preparations going as intended"

"About that [Shepard] I have run into a problem. Wu Zhihui and her husband found evidence of my actions and exposed me to the whole sect. I am now forced to give the sect all the ore and metal I have accumulated for the [Great Harvest]"

"I see…that is not good. I think is about time we get rid of this couple. I don't want something like this to repeat again."

"Yes [She-"

But before he could finish he heard footsteps approaching his room. Maybe thinking it is a clan leader, he channels his Qi into the painting to end the transmission. As he turns around to face the door, the footsteps stop outside it and knock on it.

"Enter"

After his command, the door is open and it reveals three warrior stage cultivators. One male and two females. Zixi body relaxes a bit as it's not the clan leaders. But who the hell are these people?

"State your business"

"Yes, clan leader Jinshu Zixi, I am Wu Lim and the women behind me are Wu Hui and Wu Yating. We wanted to talk to you about something"

"um.. Alright Wu, close the door"

"Of course,"

The trio enters the room and one of them closes the door behind them, as there are no places to sit down. The cultivators stay standing up as they speak to each other.

"We heard what happen to yo-"

"You came here to make fun of me?!"

An enrage Zixi said as he appears before Lim, grabbing him by the neck and lifting him up. Slowly shocking the life out of Lim. He is powerless to stop a cultivator more than two stages ahead of him. One of the women, Wu Hui spoke in a panic tone and as fast as she could.

"We came here to ask for your help in killing Wu Ming!"

"…Really now? I am all ears"

Zixi said as he stops shocking the life out of Lim.