The Falling Moon

For Weisheng, Elder Delun had an easy way out. Death was such a small thing. Therefore, he planned to light a bigger fire in the Yue Sect. Elder Lan of the Yue Sect was a vile woman. As much as Weisheng's past incarnation supported women, Elder Lan was that one woman he would pay to kill. 

Unlike the Yun Sect, Weisheng wasn't even willing to watch their deranged ceremony. He simply walked inside with his sword in his hand, putting all the witnesses to sleep. He walked into the Sect building until he reached Elder Lan. She was immediately on guard, watching other Sect Members succumb to a deep sleep. 

"Who are you?!" Elder Lan stood on guard. 

Though an 'Elder', she looked as young as ever. She had ascended to the Heavens at an early age, after all. 

"The Arbiter's Hall…" Elder Lan recognized the mark on Weisheng's mask.