Chapter 175 Fourth Senior Sister Bai Yanyan

The storm is coming, and the road ahead is bound to be turbulent.

Sure enough, trouble soon came.

A few days later, people from the sect management office came to "pay a visit".

The leader was a monk with a goatee and an arrogant look, followed by two followers with equally hostile auras.

"In compliance with the imperial decree, the Qingling Sect shall immediately hand over a detailed list of sects."

"Who is the head? How many elders are there? What is the system of subordinate sects like? List them one by one."

The monk with a goatee stroked his beard, smiling with his face but not his heart.

"The information submitted some time ago was accidentally lost by us and needs to be re-entered."

"If you can't make up for it within half a day, it will be regarded as a contempt of the immortal rules, and the sect will be disbanded directly."

What an “accidental loss”.

There was no expression on Xiaobai's pink face, but she sneered in her heart.

This is because he has seen that the Ling Sect has been growing rapidly in number recently and has become jealous, so he wants to find trouble and cause trouble.

She exchanged a knowing look with her third senior brother Nangong Wentian beside her.

Nangong Wentian took a step forward with a gentle yet distant smile on his face.

"So you are a senior from the management office. I am so sorry for your disrespect."

"It's just that my sect has just arrived and there are many things to do. This list is sorted out..."

Li Ziqi also hurried forward to smooth things over and try to delay the situation.

The monk with a goatee waved his hand impatiently: "Stop talking nonsense, rules are rules, and half a day is half a day."

The atmosphere was a little stagnant for a moment.

At this moment, Shen Yuyan hurried over with a jade slip.

"Senior, the list is here, it has been sorted out."

She handed over the jade slip.

The monk with a goatee took it suspiciously, scanned it with his spiritual sense, and his expression changed slightly, but he couldn't find any mistakes.

On the jade slip, in the column for the head of the sect, it was clearly written, Fan Wuzhi.

Although the head brother is still wandering in the deep sea of ​​stars and it is unknown when he will return, this title must be used.

The head brother will always be the head brother.

The goat-bearded monk snorted coldly. Having failed to find any evidence, he could only leave with his men in disappointment.

However, this is just the beginning.

A few days later, people from the sect management office came again.

This time, he brought a document with a bright red seal, the "Sect Rating Order".

"Newly promoted sects must undergo a rating assessment according to the laws of the Immortal Realm."

"You must destroy ten demon nests in the designated area within three months before you can obtain the qualification to become a formal sect."

"Those who fail to complete the task within the deadline or are not strong enough will be disbanded!"

The goateed monk slammed the document on the table, his tone unquestionably firm.

The seal on the document gave off a subtle, bloody odor.

Jing Gan frowned slightly and reached out to pick up the document.

The moment his fingertips touched the blood on the seal, his golden dragon pupils suddenly shrank.

"This breath is the blood of the demon race."

He turned his head to look at Xiaobai and whispered, "Xiaobai, don't you have a fourth senior sister who is from the demon clan?"

"This mission of 'annihilating the demon nest' is probably not that simple."

"Perhaps we should go to one of the places specified in the document, the Cliff of Broken Souls."

"If your senior sister is really from the Moon Spirit Clan, I might be able to sense her aura."

"Maybe, I can run into some old members of my demon clan."

Xiaobai nodded, and the majesty of the goddess began to emerge in her small body.

"Okay, little brother, you come too."

Upon hearing this, Yan Jinjin immediately responded: "No problem, little junior sister, hehe."

Cliff of Broken Souls.

There are howling evil winds all year round in this place, and the cliff is bottomless. It is one of the famous dangerous places in the upper world.

As the three approached, they sensed the intense fluctuations of spiritual energy and the sounds of fighting coming from the front.

"Oh no, there are people fighting in front." Yan Jinjin exclaimed.

The three of them quickened their pace and passed through a rugged rocky area.

The scene in front of him made Xiaobai's pupils shrink suddenly.

At the edge of the cliff, a beautiful woman in a white dress, covered in blood, was being besieged by three monks with powerful auras.

The woman held an ice-blue sword in her hand and swung it with her right hand. The sword light was sharp, but she was already at the end of her strength, and her body was covered with scars deep enough to see the bones.

She was none other than Bai Yanyan, Xiaobai's fourth sister, whom he had never met before, but was related to by blood.

“Witch, hand over Fen Tianyu and I will spare your life.” The old man in a red robe who was in the lead shouted sternly.

"Bah, you can always find a pretext to accuse me of a crime." Bai Yanyan clenched her teeth, blood oozing from the corners of her mouth, but her eyes were as stubborn as ice.

"Take her."

The three of them surrounded the enemy again and launched killing moves together.

At this critical moment, Xiaobai moved.

"stop."

A clear yet majestic child's voice rang out.

Xiaobai's tiny figure instantly appeared in the battle circle. He raised his hand and a barrier that integrated the spiritual energy of various worlds appeared, blocking the attacks of the three people.

Jing Gan and Yan Jinjin followed closely behind, guarding on both sides.

Suddenly, Xiaobai felt a burning sensation on the back of his neck.

At the same time, Bai Yanyan, who was seriously injured on the opposite side, also let out a muffled groan, and looked at Xiaobai with eyes full of shock.

Xiaobai subconsciously touched her neck, and a complex and ancient demon rune slowly emerged and burned on her fair skin like a flame.

That rune was exactly the same as the mark of the "Fen Tian Yu", a legendary treasure of the ancient demon clan.

"Blood contract resonance." Jing Gan exclaimed in a low voice, with a gleam in his eyes.

This is a phenomenon that only occurs between close relatives or demons with special contracts at the critical moment of life and death or when power is stimulated.

The three besiegers were also stunned by this sudden change.

Especially when he saw the evil words on Xiaobai's neck, a trace of greed and suspicion flashed in the eyes of the red-robed old man.

"What's going on? Why did Fen Tianyu's mark appear on this little kid?"

"Could it be that this witch used some secret method to transfer?"

Before they could figure out what was happening, three figures appeared from the sky. They were the leaders of the other three sects who had received the news and rushed over.

"Who is making a noise here?" one of the dignified middle-aged men shouted.

The red-robed old man immediately complained, "Your Highness, we were chasing after the evil woman Bai Yanyan who stole the sect's treasure, the Burning Sky Feather, but were stopped by these people."

As he spoke, he quickly took out an ancient mirror, the Sky-Viewing Mirror.

"This mirror can go back in time. The truth will be revealed at a glance."

The mirror flickered, and a picture appeared before everyone's eyes.

In the picture, "Bai Yanyan" sneaked into a secret place and stole a feather-shaped treasure that exuded a fiery breath.

The picture is clear and the evidence is conclusive.

The faces of the three leaders who came later suddenly darkened, and they looked at Bai Yanyan with eyes full of scrutiny and coldness.

"Bai Yanyan, we have all the evidence, what else do you have to say?"

Bai Yanyan was so angry that she was shaking all over, but she couldn't defend herself.

At this moment, Xiaobai's cold voice sounded again.

"wrong."

Everyone's eyes were instantly focused on her.

"The image in this mirror is fake." Xiaobai stretched out his little hand and pointed at the picture in the Sky-peeping Mirror.

“Look carefully, the ‘Fourth Sister’ in the picture is holding the sword with her left hand and stealing the treasure.

And her swordplay is completely different from my senior sister's, she's always a step behind."

Everyone looked carefully and found that it was indeed the case.

Xiaobai pointed at Bai Yanyan, who was currently holding on with the sword and struggling to support herself.

"But my fourth sister has always held the sword in her right hand, and her sword energy is different from the one in this picture."

When these words were spoken, everyone was shocked.

Upon closer inspection, it was indeed Bai Yanyan's right hand that was holding the sword. How could one easily change one's dominant hand?

Moreover, there are indeed differences in sword techniques and sword energy.

The red-robed old man's face changed drastically: "Nonsense, this is just a coincidence."

"Whether it's a coincidence or not, you know it in your hearts." Xiaobai did not give in, but his childish voice was full of power.

"Bai Yanyan, are you still stubborn at this point?" A sect leader said coldly, "If you cut open your dantian and take out the Burning Sky Feather, you may be able to survive."

Persecution, naked persecution.

Bai Yanyan smiled miserably, her eyes filled with despair.

She knew that if she didn't prove her innocence today, she would surely die.

Rather than being humiliated and killed by these people, it is better...

She suddenly raised her trembling right hand, gathered the last bit of her demonic power, and stabbed it fiercely into her dantian.

"Senior Sister, don't." Xiaobai exclaimed, and wanted to stop it but it was too late.

Phew…

Half of the demon pill that was surrounded by ice-blue demonic energy was forcibly cut out by Bai Yanyan, with blood dripping all over it.

She held up the half demon pill and said in a sad voice: "Look carefully, inside my dantian, there is only the natal demon pill of my Yueling clan, where does the Burning Sky Feather come from?"

At this moment, something strange happened.

The half of the demon pill that was gouged out suddenly vibrated violently and emitted a dazzling light.

Immediately afterwards, above the nine heavens, the wind and clouds changed color, dark clouds gathered, and purple thunders of heavenly punishment rolled and roared in the clouds.

Boom boom...

The thunder was deafening, as if it was heralding something.

Jing Gan's eyes narrowed: "It is the breath of the ancient demon pill.

The punishment from heaven is proof that the real Burning Sky Feather has not been stolen, or rather, someone else stole it."

This sudden change in the celestial phenomena shocked everyone.

Especially the three besiegers and the three leaders who came later, their faces instantly became extremely ugly.

The vision of divine punishment cannot be faked, this is equivalent to a slap in their face!

Xiaobai took this opportunity, stepped forward and stood in front of Bai Yanyan.

Her small body stood straight, and her eyes flashed with a cold light that was inconsistent with her age.

"Three masters, and you three."

"Heaven has given us a warning, the truth is clear."

"Now, immediately, apologize to my senior sister."

"Otherwise..." A cold light flashed in Xiaobai's eyes, and two crystal clear stones appeared in his hand, one mother stone and one child stone.

"My Mother-Child Photo Stone has recorded everything that happened just now."

"The mother stone is at my Qingling Sect's headquarters."

"If you want to kill someone and silence them about what happened today, feel free to try."

"I promise that within half an hour, your 'glorious deeds' of framing and forcing your fellows to self-harm will spread throughout the entire upper realm!"

"When the time comes, everyone will have their own opinion on who is right and who is wrong."