"… That's what happened. If it wasn't for the truth, I wouldn't have believed that Senior Master Qian and Senior Master Sun would try to assassinate Master. You really can't judge a book by its cover." Zuo Feiying narrated what had happened earlier. She sighed and said in high spirits, "Fortunately, Senior Brother, you moved Master in advance and asked Senior Sword Emperor to replace Master to lure them into the trap. Only then did we catch all the spies in the sect."
Wei Wushuang needed the Moon Spirit Pearl's spiritual energy to seal the human-ghost crack, but Six Paths had injected the Heavenly Decay energy into the Moon Spirit Pearl, causing Wei Wushuang to be infected and seal himself. During the battle at Kunlun Mountain, someone cut off the Mountain Protecting Formation and caused Wanxiang Heavenly Palace to collapse.
Ji Fengming had long suspected that there were spies in Wanxiang Heavenly Palace, and their positions weren't low. However, the sect was in trouble, and if they made it public, it would cause the people in the sect to suspect one another. Then, Wanxiang Heavenly Palace wouldn't exist anymore.
That was why Ji Fengming didn't do anything and only investigated in secret. After probing, filtering, and eliminating, she narrowed down the range of suspects. Now that the battle was about to begin, she set up this trap to lure the snake out.
However, Ji Fengming didn't look happy at all. Instead, she said solemnly, "We might not be able to catch them all …"
"But according to our covert investigations over the past two years, the only ones who had the time and opportunity to leak our sect's secrets and destroy our sect's protective formation were Elder Sun, Elder Qian, and Elder Fan Wujiang who was attacked by them …" Zuo Feiying seemed to have come to a sudden realization when she said this. She asked, "You suspect that Martial Uncle Fan Wujiang is also involved?"
"If Elder Sun and Elder Qian really dared to kill Master, why would they spare Uncle-Master Fan's life? Rather than caring about the past, I'm more willing to believe another explanation … "
Ji Fengming's eyes turned cold and she said solemnly, "The three of them were in cahoots. Senior Master Fan was in charge of keeping watch outside while the other two assassinated. When they realized that Elder Sun and Elder Qian had died to the Sword Emperor's sword, Senior Master Fan Wujiang could only act according to the situation. He pretended to be knocked unconscious to draw a line between himself and the other two …"
Zuo Feiying's expression changed, "If that's the case, what should we do?"
Ji Fengming said, "I can't be sure right now. I hope I'm just being paranoid. Let the others watch over Martial Uncle Fan Wu Jiang for now. When he gets better, I'll try to test him … Also, these few days, all the sects are stationed at Qingcheng Mountain. I'll need you to help me settle them down."
"Compared to Senior Brother, my hard work is not even worth mentioning … Senior Brother, you don't have to take everything on yourself …" Zuo Feiying sighed and looked at Ji Fengming pitifully.
Ever since the fall of Kunlun Realm, her senior brother was no longer as high-spirited as he used to be. His bloodshot eyes carried an unconcealable weariness. Their master's life and the safety of their sect were all tied to his shoulders, causing him to be constantly on the move. However, Zuo Feiying knew that compared to his physical body, the weariness came from his mind. He was clearly a person who valued relationships the most, yet he had forced himself to doubt his fellow disciples who he had been with day and night. Only he himself knew the pain he was going through.
On the other hand, Ji Fengming patted her shoulder as usual and revealed a broad and steady smile as she said, "As the Eldest Senior Brother, I naturally have to bear more responsibilities for the sake of the sect. Don't worry, I'm not as weak as you think."
Just as Zuo Feiying was about to speak, she suddenly heard a loud roar.
"Little brat, shut up! I'm ignoring you, yet you're still talking endlessly! It's not like I'm the only physician in the world. Can't you change to another one? Get lost! "
This was Chu Bainiu's voice. His anger could be seen from his trembling voice.
After a while, Ying Feiyang was seen slipping down the mountain. Seeing this, Zuo Feiying laughed mockingly and said, "Tsk tsk, why did you get kicked down? Where's your face?"
Ying Feiyang smiled embarrassedly. It was obvious that he had failed to seek treatment, but he still said in a strong voice, "This old bull is stubborn. In fact, he already gave me some advice. It's just that his advice was a bit roundabout, so most people wouldn't be able to tell."
"Tsk, I think he's not the only stubborn one." Zuo Feiying snorted. However, even though she was joking, she was still worried about the Holy Daughter's condition. "Since you've received some advice, you should hurry up and go. If you need any help, feel free to look for me."
"No problem. There are indeed many things I need your help with. Wait for me to come back!" Ying Feiyang nodded and flew down the mountain.
After the Battle of Heavenly Writing, many people were injured. Mount Qingcheng had provided a special courtyard for the injured. Holy Lady Ling Xin was also temporarily placed inside.
Ying Feiyang came to the gate of the courtyard and was about to find someone to inform him. At this moment, he suddenly heard a "boom".
The wall in front of him cracked and collapsed. A figure broke through the wall and flew out, falling to the ground and causing smoke and dust to fill the air.
The change was so sudden that Ying Feiyang couldn't help but be startled. At this moment, he heard the exclamations of several women.
"Lord, are you all right!"
Ying Feiyang took a closer look and was immediately shocked. The figure that was sent flying and fell to the ground was not someone else. It was Su Miaoyin, the Lord of the Superior Pure Sect!
At this moment, Su Miaoyin fell among the rubble. Her face was pale and her breath was weak.
"Lord Su, who hurt you?" Ying Feiyang hurriedly helped her up, feeling surprised and nervous. "Did the Dominator attack the hospital? Where's the Holy Lady? "
As his imagination ran wild, he heard Su Miaoyin struggling and saying, "Don't worry about me … Be careful, restrain her first!"
Before her voice died away, Ying Feiyang felt a strong wind coming from behind the smoke and dust. The wind was like a wall, pressing down the splashing rubble and gravel.
Ying Feiyang was immediately alerted. He instinctively turned his hand, and the Star Ji Sword came out, turning into a silver sword wheel in front of him.
However, even though he managed to block the attack, the powerful force caused Ying Feiyang's feet to loosen, and he retreated three steps. However, the shock in his heart could not be any greater, because the thing that was flying towards him was actually an extremely familiar white silk.
"Ten Zhang Light Dust?" Ying Feiyang opened his eyes and looked through the smoke to the other side of the white silk.
He saw Holy Lady Ling Xin holding the white silk, standing there with a graceful manner. Her expression was indifferent and cold, as if she was wearing a mask.
"Holy Lady? What's going on? "Ying Feiyang suddenly realized that the person who hurt Su Miaoyin was none other than Holy Lady Ling Xin.
"Oh no, she hurt the Lord!"
"Hurry up, stabilize the formation, we can't let her go!"
Before the doubts in his mind could be solved, several Youtan Pure Sect's female disciples had already flown forward, forming a formation in all directions, trapping Holy Lady Ling Xin.
Youtan Pure Sect had been established for a thousand years and had a deep history. The female disciples' moves were like flying and dancing in the sky. They were graceful and dignified, showing the demeanor of a famous sect. But it was a pity that their opponent was Holy Lady Ling Xin.
Holy Lady Ling Xin's eyes were hazy and empty, looking at them as if they were nothing. She shook her wrist lightly, and the rope turned into a spear. The spear was like a silver snake, flying up and down, and it had the power to repel thousands of soldiers. Coupled with the powerful True Essence that had been passed down for generations, how could ordinary disciples block it? They were defeated after only a few moves, and the formation was in chaos.
"It's the chaos caused by the damage to her consciousness!" Ying Feiyang looked at Holy Lady Ling Xin's appearance and saw some clues. Holy Lady Ling Xin's consciousness must have been damaged by the Reverse Flowing Light Technique, causing her to be in chaos and unable to distinguish between friend and foe.
After understanding the reason, Ying Feiyang immediately leaped forward, and with a flash of sword radiance, he entered the center of the battle. He held the Star Discipline Sword horizontally in front of his chest, blocking the "spear" that was thirty meters long.
"Brother Ying, you came at the right time. Help me!" The Youtan Pure Sect's disciples, who were in a panic, saw Ying Feiyang's arrival and instantly became spirited.
"It's you guys who should help me. Retreat further away!" Ying Feiyang's eyes locked onto Holy Lady Ling Xin, and at the same time, he waved his sleeve. A force shot out from his sleeve, separating the Youtan Pure Sect's disciples from the battle.
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