With the blue-clothed visitor's sudden attack, the Great Western Continent's scheme was exposed, and Wang Po and Bie Yanghong's thunderous strike together made Huai Bi's actions less conspicuous.
But many people did not forget.
Like the disciples of South Stream Temple, like Xu Yourong.
She calmly asked Huai Bi, "Just what did Shang Xingzhou do to you that you would do such a thing?"
Huai Bi knew that she was in a most troublesome situation. Clenching her teeth, she said, "I don't understand what you mean.
Xu Yourong no longer questioned her. She turned to Chen Changsheng and asked, "May I ask His Holiness the Pope to interpret the law?"
On the plateau, when Chen Changsheng had stopped South Stream Temple from closing, he had relied on the Pope's right to interpret the law.
Xu Yourong had invited him to speak, partly to borrow his power, but also to prove to the disciples of South Stream Temple that he had the right to do so.
Even the Holy Maiden was still a woman, with many careful thoughts that were difficult to describe.
Regardless of Huai Ren's reasons for closing South Stream Temple, Huai Bi's actions on the plateau were unacceptable.
In any sect, her actions would be unacceptable, and the laws of the church naturally had a clear explanation for this.
"Or cripple her cultivation and expel her from the sect."
Chen Changsheng thought of the scriptures of the Daoist Canon he had memorized when he was a child and said, "Or be punished with house arrest and reflection."
Huai Bi's complexion instantly paled. She looked at Huai Ren, hesitating to speak.
Huai Ren wanted to plead for mercy on her behalf, but she suddenly recalled how she, Huai Shu, and Huai Bi had wandered the world for many years and had suddenly been sought out by the Daoists of the Monastery of Eternal Spring, resulting in this trip to the capital to meet with the venerable Daoist Shang Xingzhou. She couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive, her mind a little dazed.
Xu Yourong looked at Huai Bi and asked, "Yuan Yueqin, which one do you choose?"
Huai Bi saw Huai Ren's silence and believed that her senior sister had given up on her. Hatred rose from her heart and she clenched her teeth. "House arrest? How many years are you planning to imprison me for? "
Xu Yourong replied, "If there comes a day when you can understand your mistakes, you will be released."
Huai Bi sneered, her voice shrill as she yelled, "You want to imprison me in Holy Maiden Peak for the rest of my life! How can I do as you wish! "
Xu Yourong's expression did not change. She calmly said, "It seems that you want to choose the former?"
The former was to have one's cultivation crippled and be expelled from the sect. This was precisely the punishment that Mu Jiushi had endured in the Li Palace. However, even if that princess of the Great Western Continent had her Orthodoxy's cultivation crippled, she still had her own sect's cultivation to protect her, while Huai Bi cultivated the Daoist techniques of South Stream Temple. If all of them were crippled, what difference was there between her and a cripple?
Huai Bi's face became even paler, and her eyes became extremely resentful as she said, "What if I don't choose?"
Xu Yourong calmly said, "Then I will have to directly carry out the rules of the church on behalf of the ancestors."
Hearing this, Huai Shu's expression changed slightly. She took a step forward and stood between Xu Yourong and Huai Bi.
This fiery Taoist nun didn't want to clash swords with the current Saintess, but she subconsciously didn't want to see what might happen next.
The reactions of the South Stream Temple disciples were different. With the clear cry of swords and the rise of sword intents, several hundred disciples seemed to be scattered about, but they had already formed an extremely complex sword array. The sword energy was majestic and awe-inspiring, blocking off all paths down the mountain.
Huai Ren sighed at this sight. She looked at Huai Bi and advised, "If your conscience is clear, then reflect on yourself for a few days. I will wait for you at the base of the mountain."
"Senior Sister, how could you be so … stupid!"
Huai Bi's expression was one of extreme pain. "It's very obvious that the Saintess wants to use me to establish her might. What need is there for evidence and reflection?"
Huai Ren saw that she was sincere and couldn't help but be somewhat swayed. She took a step forward, wanting to say something to Xu Yourong.
Suddenly, a cold wind blew through the thatched cottage. Sword intents crisscrossed, yet they were restrained. An extremely fierce and cold Qi enveloped the area.
It was a sword, a very thin, long, and straight sword. The body of the sword was pitch-black, its surface glossy and smooth, like black jade.
This black jade sword was grasped in Huai Bi's hand.
The sharp and frigid blade of the sword was placed across Huai Ren's neck, only a hair's breadth from her throat!
Huai Bi had taken advantage of the moment Huai Ren took a step forward to launch a sneak attack and subdue her!
Huai Ren's face was somewhat pale. It was hard to say if it was because she had suffered internal injuries from the invasion of the sword intent or because her junior sister's sneak attack had hurt her mood.
A burst of arrogant laughter resounded through the thatched cottage.
Huai Bi looked at Xu Yourong and Chen Changsheng, her face brimming with pride. However, her smile gradually faded and her voice turned frigid.
"Correct, you're right. All of this was my plan. The venerable Daoist promised me that as long as South Stream Temple closed for ten years, I would be the Saintess."
Chen Changsheng asked, "And if Yourong broke through the wall and came out of seclusion?"
Huai Bi sneered, "Do you think that if I did all this, she would still have a chance of coming out of seclusion?"
If she could not break through the wall on her own, then what awaited Xu Yourong was naturally death.
"I truly did not expect that you would abandon the Great Dao for a man and break through the wall and come out of seclusion."
Huai Bi continued, "As for everything else, it's actually very simple. It's not difficult to use the longevity of South Stream Temple to convince this stone-like senior sister, and it's even easier to swindle this violent-tempered but simple-minded senior sister."
Only now did Huai Shu understand what was going on. She was furious, her body trembling, but she did not dare to do anything.
The frigid black sword was placed right in front of Huai Ren's throat.
Huai Ren's face paled even more, her eyes dimmer, and there was a faint hint of sorrow in their depths.
Papapapa! Huai Bi's fingers descended like the wind, sealing off several of Huai Ren's meridians and sealing off her most important Ethereal Palace.
A cry of alarm rose from the thatched cottage, "Divine Finger of the Worldstream!"
"Correct, I used the Divine Finger of the Worldstream. Senior Sister no longer has any chance of counterattacking."
Huai Bi harshly retorted, "You juniors actually dare to disrespect me! If possible, I will definitely have you taste what it is like to be pierced by ten thousand ants!"
As she spoke, Huai Ren's face turned from pale to green, clearly in extreme pain. It was obvious that she was suffering from the pain of the Divine Finger of the Worldstream.
Ping Xuan, Yi Chen, and the other disciples of South Stream Temple were infuriated by this sight, but they feared the black sword and did not dare to step forward.
"Of course, I do not hope that this will force you to abdicate."
Huai Bi coldly said to Xu Yourong, "You are the most ungrateful and callous person of Zhou, aren't you? Just let me leave. "
Xu Yourong ignored her. Looking at Huai Ren, who was being held hostage, she said, "My Lady, your intentions might be good, but this world has always been bad."
Huai Bi did not understand what she meant. Her expression turned even harsher as she yelled, "Quickly remove the sword array!"
Xu Yourong continued to ignore her, only calmly gazing at Huai Ren.
Huai Ren's expression grew increasingly gloomy.
The pain of the Divine Finger of the Worldstream was truly nothing compared to the pain of being betrayed by the junior sister she had loved for centuries.
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