Chapter 707 - 367: May You Meet Someone Good in Your Next Life, and Find Peace and Joy
Chapter 707: Chapter 367: May You Meet Someone Good in Your Next Life, and Find Peace and Joy
"What?!"
"Elder Zheng abandoned his Dao companion at the brink of life and death out of cowardice?"
"Does anyone here know about the Feiyun Sect’s Northern Wilderness Trial from back then?"
"I’m a disciple of the Feiyun Sect and was also part of the sect’s trial. I only know that Elder Zheng was indeed part of the same team as Senior Sister Yin at the time."
"No way! Could such a devoted person like Elder Zheng be so heartless?"
"You’re talking nonsense!" Zheng Mulin’s face turned livid as he shouted at Si Minglan:
"How did you come to possess this hairpin?!"
Si Minglan responded indifferently, "I told you, it was given to me by Yin Qiaoqin."
"That hairpin must be fake!" Zheng Mulin shouted loudly.
"Oh?" Si Minglan said, "With so many cultivators gathered here today, someone is bound to know the method to verify spiritual presence. All we need is someone to examine the hairpin to see if it carries Yin Qiaoqin’s spiritual power, and the truth will unfold naturally."
The so-called spiritual verification is a cultivation technique that can detect the owner’s spiritual power on an item.
By extracting the remaining spiritual power from the hairpin and letting someone familiar with Yin Qiaoqin from Feiyun Sect identify it, one could undoubtedly determine whether the hairpin belonged to Yin Qiaoqin.
At this moment, everyone in the Celestial Tao Fighting Arena looked at Zheng Mulin.
As an Elder of the Feiyun Sect, he held a prominent position, and his every move attracted attention.
If such a scandal were confirmed, he would surely suffer ruin to his reputation. Not to mention being an Elder of the Feiyun Sect; Sect Leader Bai Liu, being so selfish and harsh, might even expel him from the sect right on the spot!
Zheng Mulin’s face was extremely grim, with veins popping on his forehead, and he shouted loudly:
"You slander me!"
"The hairpin I had with Senior Sister Yin is now in Si Minglan’s hands. She took it to Feiyun City, where I captured her with the help of the Golden Snake Guard commander. I destroyed the hairpin back then, so how can it be in your hands?!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his whole demeanor froze.
Si Minglan chuckled lightly, casually tossing the jade hairpin off the battle platform.
"You’re right; the hairpin is a fake. But your deceitful and ungrateful actions have been declared by you yourself."
Surrounded by a chorus of gasps from the crowd.
"So, Zheng Mulin knew about Yin Qiaoqin’s whereabouts all along?"
"Si Minglan? Is that the same Si Minglan who killed the Eldest Prince of the West Imperial Dynasty?"
"So that’s how Si Minglan got captured!"
"Si Minglan traveled thousands of miles to present the Dao companion’s relic to Zheng Mulin, only to be betrayed and have her companion’s relic destroyed?"
"Such a heartless person, still daring to pose as affectionate, is utterly shameless!"
Zheng Mulin valued reputation above all; otherwise, he wouldn’t maintain this affectionate persona for so long. At this moment, seeing the countless admiring gazes around him turn into disdain, he felt his world spinning, his chest unbearably tight.
Suddenly, Zheng Mulin raised his head to look at the unfamiliar, petite female cultivator before him:
"Who exactly are you?!"
Before his voice fell, the long sword in Si Minglan’s hand had already struck.
A crimson Sword Aura slashed towards Zheng Mulin’s head!
Qiu Zhihe nodded slightly, "Transforming the Nine-Tailed Fox Tail’s claws into sword blades; this method is enough to hide her cultivation technique."
On the platform, Zheng Mulin was in a state of shock, and abruptly, a bizarre crimson Sword Aura appeared before him. He hurriedly drew his sword to retaliate, sending a cloud-like Sword Qi to meet the crimson Sword Aura.
At the moment of contact, the misty Sword Qi shattered completely, and Zheng Mulin’s eyes widened in fury:
"You are Si...!"
The crimson Sword Aura powerfully sliced through his body, and Zheng Mulin stood there, eyes wide in shock.
Moments later, his body erupted with dozens of blood arrows that soared higher and higher until they burst into fountains.
Amidst the sky’s swirling blood fountains, Zheng Mulin collapsed with a loud crash.
An immediate silence spread across the surroundings, with Zheng Mulin lying on the ground, eyes turned white, his body beginning to convulse. Only then did the referee loudly announce:
"South District, Dingxu No. 5 match, Feiyun Sect’s Zheng Mulin versus Loose Cultivator Ming Chou... Ming Chou wins!"
Upon hearing the referee’s voice, the surrounding people finally reacted, all with faces of shock.
"One move?"
"Zheng Mulin was defeated in one move by a Loose Cultivator?"
"This Ming Chou is exceedingly powerful!"
"Zheng Mulin’s disgrace was revealed, shattering his spirit, making it impossible for his spiritual power to gather, hence his defeat in one move. If the Magical Combat were normal, Ming Chou might not be his match."
"Ming Chou is also quite cunning, using Zheng Mulin’s scandal to shatter his focus."
"How can this be called cunning? This is for the Righteous Path, eliminating a wicked and deceitful person who shouldn’t hold an Elder position in the Three Great Sects!"
Si Minglan looked up towards the sky, silently saying in her heart:
"Yin Qiaoqin, I have fulfilled your request. May you find a good match in your next life, enjoying peace and joy."
Afterward, Si Minglan slowly walked down the battle platform, and the cultivators around automatically parted to make way.
Several Feiyun Sect disciples flew onto the battle platform to tend to Zheng Mulin, while one disciple, full of indignation, reported to Bai Liu sitting on the high platform:
"Sect Leader, Elder Zheng’s meridians are completely severed, his Spirit Field is destroyed... I’m afraid his cultivation cannot be preserved."
Upon hearing this, Bai Liu’s expression changed, and dozens of Feiyun Sect disciples leaped into the arena, surrounding Si Minglan.
Qin Gengyun’s expression was stern, and Fang Xue, Mo Xiaolan, and others were ready to take action.
"Stop!"
At this moment, a petite figure clad in a tight black combat outfit flew in on a sword.
The crowd looked up, surprised, "Seventh Princess?"
Mo Xiaolan, transformed into Lan Yin, also froze, instinctively lowering her head, avoiding Wu Yiren’s gaze.
However, Wu Yiren didn’t glance her way but instead flew to Si Minglan’s side and shouted at the Feiyun Sect disciples surrounding her:
"On the battle platform, one displays their skills, life, and death left to fate; no one shall seek private revenge!"
"These are the Immortal Ascension Ceremony’s rules; are you trying to break them?!"
The Feiyun Sect disciples hesitated upon hearing this but did not back down, while Wu Yiren loudly addressed Bai Liu on the high platform:
"Sect Leader Bai, Feiyun Sect is one of the Righteous Path’s Three Great Sects, and yet you allowed Elder Zheng to commit such vile acts, taking no action! You even condone your disciples attacking innocent Loose Cultivators; what is the meaning of this?!"
Bai Liu’s face turned somewhat pale; he, like Zheng Mulin, was a man who valued reputation.
Even if Zheng Mulin was indeed despicable, it was supposed to be a private matter, now exposed publicly, bringing shame to the Feiyun Sect.
Thus, he didn’t intervene when Feiyun Sect disciples encircled Ming Chou.
However, he didn’t expect the Seventh Princess from the West Imperial Dynasty to speak up for the Loose Cultivator, making the situation awkward.
If he let the Loose Cultivator leave, the Feiyun Sect’s reputation might be utterly ruined.
But every word spoken by the Seventh Princess was true; to trouble the Loose Cultivator would make the Feiyun Sect appear petty.
While Bai Liu hesitated, a melodious chime resonated, and Jiang Yin, in a flowing white dress, gracefully appeared in the arena, her smile serene:
"The Seventh Princess is absolutely right; our Feiyun Sect will thoroughly investigate Elder Zheng’s actions. This Taoist Friend Ming has shown courage and compassion, and we truly admire her. We only wish to befriend her, not cause her trouble."
"Fellow junior disciples, Taoist Friend Ming has just undergone a fierce battle, so let her go down and rest."