At the top of the Heavenly Tree in the Opposite Shore Realm.
A woman sat on a tree branch with her hair cascading down her back like flowing clouds. Her disposition was as gentle and warm as the moon.
She rested her chin in one hand and held a newspaper in the other. Her gaze lingered on the portrait on the newspaper, and her brows furrowed slightly as an expression of frustration and exasperation appeared on her face.
There were a few large words on the newspaper.
Shocking! A man did this to the daughter of the Pill Sage after becoming the champion of the pill refinement competition!
The content was naturally about how An Lin had made a bet with his disciple to date the daughter of the Pill Sage, Fanny. Never would he have thought that it would work!
The woman pulled out another newspaper, which had a few more large words on it.
Shocking! During the Xuan Qing Sect's sect leader handover ceremony, a man pinned the new sect leader under his body and did this to the new sect leader's little brother!
The main character was naturally An Lin. He had razed the Xuan Qing Sect to the ground on his own, and this was quite a popular piece of gossip on the continent.
"Moonlit Night … Moonlit Night, you're so stupid …
"Forget about forcing An Lin to use his mystic technique. You probably won't even be able to do anything to An Lin before he self-detonated …"
The woman's clear voice floated in the air, and there was a hint of bitterness and self-pity in her tone.
…
The Xuan Qing Sect incident in the Bai Hua State created a massive stir across the entire Kingdom of the Nine States.
Even though some people were quite critical of An Lin's domineering actions, most of the discussion was centered around the two sect leaders. Never would anyone have thought that a sect that was quite renowned throughout the Kingdom of the Nine States would do something so despicable.
Both of the sect leaders had become Oscar -winning actors.
The younger sect leader was a gentleman on the surface, but the older sect leader allowed the younger sect leader to do as he pleased.
If it weren't for the fact that An Lin had forced his way into the sect, this incident would probably still be buried in the dark.
As the incident spread, more and more things were exposed.
For example, Duan Yong had kidnapped beautiful female cultivators, used his sect to oppress smaller sects for resources, and the elders had committed some immoral acts …
In the beginning, the victims were too intimidated by the Xuan Qing Sect to speak up, but now that the Four Nine Immortal Sect was taking the lead, more and more accusations began to surface.
There was an elder with a special fetish who even specifically went to other sects and did many indescribable things to various spirit beasts. His methods were so cruel that they were rarely seen in this world.
As soon as the matter was exposed, many spirit beast protectors instantly exploded and threatened to flatten the Profound Clear Sect.
One incident after another was exposed.
The Profound Clear Sect became the target of public criticism. Even if the Sect's disciples and Elders were innocent, they were still affected by public opinion. This caused the Profound Clear Sect to become dispirited.
Not only that, but under the influence of this incident, many of the so-called righteous sects' dirty deeds were also exposed. Some cultivators bravely stood up to testify, asking the major sects to uphold justice.
What An Lin had done seemed to have triggered a revolution to eliminate the scum of the righteous sects.
At the end of the day, this world was still a world where the strong preyed on the weak. Strength often determined right and wrong. Who knew how many unjust cases were buried by violence. Due to a freak combination of factors, the dark clouds obscuring the sky were parted, allowing the sun to shine down upon them.
Many cultivators saw hope, and they all stepped forward without any hesitation.
"An Lin, many cultivators have come to the Four Nine Immortal Sect, and they want us to uphold justice," Liu Qianhuan communicated with An Lin through a voice transmission talisman.
"Then send some disciples to investigate. If there's concrete evidence, then we'll attack them no matter what sect they're from!" An Lin's reply was very simple and direct.
The Four Nine Immortal Sect wasn't some charitable organization that enforced justice on behalf of the heavens.
However, he didn't want to let the sect remain unscathed after this incident.
He wanted the sect to respond in the most proactive manner possible. That way, at least some of the cultivators who were trapped in the darkness would be able to see the light and know that there was a place they could rely on.
He wanted them to understand that they were not alone in this world!
…
…
On a mountain with the fragrance of flowers wafting through the air.
The sun shone down upon the earth, creating a warm and enchanting scene.
A colorful butterfly fluttered through the air before flying over a patch of green grass toward the top of a mountain. In the end, it was attracted by the fragrance of flowers and landed on a small white flower.
Squeak. The sound of footsteps drew closer and closer.
An unfamiliar living being had barged into this small world. However, to everyone's surprise, the colorful butterfly was not afraid of strangers. Instead, it flew up and danced around the man, as if it were welcoming a guest.
…
An Lin made his way over the lush green ground by himself and arrived before the small grave.
A faint smile appeared on his face as he looked at the small grave, which was already filled with flowers.
At this moment, a colorful butterfly suddenly flew up.
It danced gracefully under the sun, presenting a beautiful and mesmerizing sight.
An Lin greeted the colorful butterfly with a smile.
He then turned his eyes toward the small grave.
"I'm sorry, Ms. Kong Zuixiang. I've read your diary.
"But I'm sure someone as kind and gentle as you wouldn't mind, right?"
He slowly squatted down and placed a photographic crystal in front of the grave, playing back the scenes that had taken place in the Xuan Qing Sect.
From Duan Yong's limbs being severed, to him confessing to his crimes in front of over ten thousand sect representatives, to his utter humiliation, to his consciousness being incinerated into nothingness.
Everything was played back by An Lin.
After the images disappeared, the mountain fell silent.
An Lin sat in silence for a long time before bringing out a dish from his storage ring.
He opened the lid, and a treasure light radiated forth as a phenomenon instantly enshrouded heaven and earth.
In a paradise, two innocent little girls grew up without any worries. Spring, summer, autumn, and winter, the four seasons came and went, but they were always accompanied by their carefree companionship.
The little girls' laughter, the young girls' youthfulness, and the adult girls' charm. Time continued to pass by, and a thousand years passed in the blink of an eye. In the end, the two of them left in each other's company.
Everything was so simple and pure.
It was as simple as a piece of white paper, but it was also the simple happiness that Kong Zuixiang pursued.
The treasure light slowly dissipated, and an alluring aroma wafted through the air.
"This dish of mine is called Drunken Fragrance. You're a foodie, so you must be very happy to be able to eat such a delicious dish, right? "
An Lin smiled and continued, "I'll give this dish to you, so there's no need to hold back!"
What responded to him was the cool breeze in the mountains and the beautiful flowers swaying in front of the grave.
An Lin placed the booklet in front of the grave before releasing a ball of flames to incinerate it. This diary recorded Kong Zuixiang's entire life, and it was evidence that she still existed in this world.
However, An Lin felt like Kong Zuixiang would most likely need this diary in the other world she went to after her death, so he burned it for her.
The pages of the booklet were reduced to ashes, and sparks danced in the air.
The wind on the mountain was a little strong, so An Lin flipped open the diary. There was a beautiful handwriting on the yellowed pages, and it was as if a story was being told.
In the end, the pages stopped at the very end.
In the blank space, there was another diary entry with a different handwriting.
Tai Chu Era 10576, fifth month, 16th day.
Your friend, An Lin, has avenged you.
I wish you happiness in the other world.
Mr. Kong Zuixiang, rest in peace.
…
That was the end.
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