Supernatural Insight Eyes-Chapter 958 - 0 Scapegoat! (First Update)

"Honorable Lords, the death of the Mythic Masters from your esteemed clan has nothing to do with us!"

Upon sensing the terrifying presence of the Mu Clan’s powerhouses, Jin Shui and Jin Mu’s bodies froze in place. Especially when the accusation was thrown at them—claiming that they were the ones who killed the Mu Clan’s Mythics—it became clear they had been set up.

It must be Ye Qiu, Jin Wanshan, and the others’ scheme!

The two elders, though not exceptionally powerful, had lived long enough to possess sharp minds, instantly unraveling many threads of the conspiracy.

But when they tried to speak those words aloud, they realized their voices had been rendered mute—this was...

"Hmph." Watching Jin Shui and Jin Mu try to defend themselves yet fumbling for words in their silent murmuring, the Mu Clan’s powerhouse felt insulted, convinced that they were mocking him. Only those who curse others would move their lips without emitting a sound!

"Follow me back to the Mu Clan!"

Without hesitation, he grabbed each elder in one hand. Compared to his strength, the two had no chance of escape.

If the Clan Leader hadn’t demanded they be brought back alive, he would have crushed these two ants outright.

Jin Shui and Jin Mu felt deeply humiliated. Why couldn’t they just speak normally? Their exchanged glances confirmed that both were afflicted similarly, undoubtedly a result of Jin Wanshan’s deliberate machinations. Otherwise, how did they end up here all of a sudden?

Desperate, the two began gesturing wildly, trying to convey that they had been framed in an elaborate plot.

But their gestures, in the eyes of the Mu Clan’s powerhouse, took on an entirely different interpretation.

"Hmph, even captured, these two dare to gesture at us—simply insolent," muttered another Mu Clan powerhouse with a frosty expression.

No, it’s not like that, it’s not like that.

Hearing this misunderstanding, Jin Shui and Jin Mu felt utterly despondent, so much so they wished for death. They had just pledged allegiance to the Mu Clan; how could they insult the Mu Clan’s powerhouses?

"Waving hands like that—is it to belittle us? It seems our Mu Clan’s seven dead Mythics were indeed killed by these two. Even now, captured, they remain defiant and arrogant."

"These two have poison on them—be careful. Don’t let it contaminate you, or it’ll be a pointless death."

"I say we should rough them up first before taking them back to the Mu Clan. These guys are too audacious—captured yet disdainful enough not to speak to us and instead resorting to gestures to humiliate us. They must not be spared lightly."

As the Mu Clan powerhouses continued to pile on accusations, Jin Shui and Jin Mu grew more exasperated, knowing nothing they did conveyed their true intent.

Finally, losing patience, the Mu Clan powerhouse gripping their arms twisted them violently. *Crack*—bones shattered instantly.

Jin Shui and Jin Mu screamed out in pain.

"Hmph, turns out you’re not mute after all. Clearly capable of speaking, yet you insisted on gesturing—how utterly detestable!" sneered the Mu Clan powerhouse darkly.

Barely able to resist now, Jin Shui and Jin Mu realized their earlier silence wasn’t due to muteness but someone deliberately rendering them temporarily unable to speak.

Understanding this internally, they still couldn’t explain it to their captor.

"You dare play dumb with me? Break their other arms!"

Hearing this, Jin Shui and Jin Mu frantically shook their remaining intact arms.

"Hmph, still have the nerve to act defiant!"

*Crack!*

The agony of both elders’ mutilated flesh finally caused them to lose consciousness.

Witnessing this, the Mu Clan powerhouses lifted them and began the journey back to the Mu Clan.

Once the group vanished, Ye Qiu slowly emerged from the shadows. Having meticulously timed everything, he muttered to himself, "The restorative pill has now fully transformed into poison. This time, the crisis within the Mu Clan is temporarily resolved."

Upon the Mu Clan’s return with Jin Shui and Jin Mu, the two unconscious elders were thrown to the ground in front of Mu Tianxing.

A bucket of cold water splashed over them, yet neither woke up, prompting Mu Tianxing to frown. "What’s going on?"

One of the Mu Clan’s powerhouses checked their breathing and abruptly exclaimed, "They’re dead!"

"Didn’t I say I wanted them alive?" Mu Tianxing demanded coldly.

The powerhouses fell into silence. They had indeed captured Jin Shui and Jin Mu alive, merely breaking their arms—such injuries wouldn’t have been fatal.

"Butler, look into this." Mu Tianxing instructed.

The old butler approached the corpses, examining Jin Shui and Jin Mu’s mouths and eyes, eventually whispering into Mu Tianxing’s ear, "They died from poisoning."

"Hmm?" Mu Tianxing’s gaze turned sharp as he addressed the powerhouses. "Did you force them to take poison?"

Each one shook their heads vigorously.

"Then how could they have died?"

"Clan Leader, I suspect they committed suicide by consuming poison. They must have foreseen their fate upon returning to our Mu Clan—an existence worse than death. It’s entirely plausible for them to fear punishment and choose suicide, especially since these two poisoned and killed our seven Mythics—a crime deserving a thousand deaths. Suicide isn’t surprising given their guilt."

The leader of the capture squad stepped forward and offered his explanation.

Had Jin Wanshan or Jin Shanshun been present to hear this, they’d surely applaud Ye Qiu’s foresight. Events had unfolded perfectly as Ye Qiu planned: Jin Shui and Jin Mu’s deaths en route would inevitably be attributed to suicide by the Mu Clan powerhouses. This tendency to evade responsibility, a weakness of human nature, ensured the Mu Clan would push the blame entirely onto the deceased, also absolving Ye Qiu and his allies of suspicion.

Mu Tianxing frowned deeply. Though the reasoning had merit, he still felt dissatisfied. He had wanted to interrogate Jin Shui and Jin Mu personally, but now, with their deaths, garnering further information seemed unattainable.

"Remove their corpses," Mu Tianxing commanded. "Butler, inquire with the Gold Clan Leader about everything pertaining to these two. For them to poison our seven Mythics successfully, the matter must be far from simple."

Suspicion lingered in his mind. What cunning method had Jin Shui and Jin Mu employed to ensnare seven Mythics? Mu Tianxing couldn’t fathom it.

Helpless without evidence, he resolved to question Jin Wanshan further, hoping to uncover useful insights. Regarding whether this was a conspiracy by the Gold Clan, he remained skeptical—the Gold Clan was merely a lower-tier ancient clan, lacking the capability or audacity for such schemes.

When Jin Wanshan returned to the Gold Clan unharmed, celebrations erupted immediately.

"Young friend Ye, your cleverness knows no bounds. This maneuver, fooling the heavens and deceiving the seas, has truly duped the Mu Clan—I’m greatly impressed," Jin Wanshan remarked. At this point, he wholeheartedly supported his son Jin Shanshun following Ye Qiu.

A genius brimming with wisdom and potential, Ye Qiu was destined to become a legendary figure in these ancient lands.

The others toasted and drank with fervor, as Ye Qiu accepted each toast calmly. This joyous occasion brought great relief, as the heavy burden of the Mu Clan had been lifted from their hearts, no longer suffocating their spirits.