Chapter 1826 She Doesn't Have the Skills

Mt. Lunther had made a complete fool of themselves. If they really apologized to Wynter, they would risk losing their standing as the world's leading sect. Once word got around, their reputation would be in shambles. But Isidore was always prepared. He gazed at Wynter and voiced his doubts. "He's innocent—fine. But what about you? How could an average disciple change so much in just a few days? What have you done to pull this off?" It turned out Isidore had been setting the stage for that very moment. Wynter lifted her head, but just as she was about to respond, Ailithir spoke first. "That's enough. I know my disciple. In the end, the spiritual roots are nothing more than a construct created by the sects. One doesn't necessarily need remarkable spiritual roots to attain enlightenment. Moreover, the Mirror of Truth is harmful to the human soul. "Wynter is my disciple. When the Velmorian royalty entrusted her to me, you all reaped what you desired. She brought your disciple back fro