At this moment, the whistleblower no longer cared about the so-called friendship with Bai Di. Driven by the instinct for survival, he spilled all the dirty tricks that Bai Di had instructed him to do, like a flood bursting its banks.

"Bai Di believes you were killed by that Nascent Soul cultivator. She is certain you are dead, and no matter how we fabricate stories, you cannot be brought back to life to refute it!"

She added, "Your fellow disciples might come forward to clear your name, but there's one crucial point: because you're a woman, they can fabricate those vile rumors. Just claim you had an improper relationship with that Nascent Soul cultivator, that you were his cultivation vessel, and then everyone will believe all your past achievements were the result of that Nascent Soul cultivator's secret assistance!"

This person's words were like a bombshell, instantly creating a huge uproar at the scene.

Disbelief was written all over everyone's faces.

They never imagined that Bai Di, who usually seemed gentle and charming, could utter such vicious and cruel words.

How could she, a woman herself, resort to such despicable means against Bai Ying, who is also a woman? It's utterly outrageous.

A cold smile appeared on Bai Ying's lips, her gaze sharp as she stared intently at the whistleblower, and she continued:

"Then, when I was in the Bai family, did I ever harm Bai Di? You swore before that I was jealous of Bai Di's better aptitude than me and tried to seize her spiritual essence for myself."

Upon hearing this, the whistleblower broke out in a cold sweat, large beads of sweat rolling down his forehead and soaking his clothes.

He waved his hands hastily, his voice trembling with tears, and desperately tried to explain, "No, that's not it! Bai Di is jealous of you. You've never harmed her; it's always been her who plotted against you. She's envious of your exceptional talent and is determined to steal your spiritual root. You were the one who voluntarily severed ties with the Bai family and returned your spiritual root to them, but Bai Di took the opportunity to seize it for herself. Everything I just said is a lie; Bai Di made me say it. She even said that if I spread the word according to her version and ruin your reputation, she would give me a very generous reward."

These words caused an uproar. Everyone looked at each other in astonishment.

How much does Bai Di hate Bai Ying! She thought Bai Ying was dead, yet she still went on to slander her even after her death.

The whistleblower's statements were completely contradictory, like two extremes. They never imagined that a rumor could be fabricated so outrageously.

The White Flute's ability to distort the truth and confuse right and wrong is truly chilling.

The crowd was stunned, and whispers began to rise, spreading like a tide through the crowd. Only the most devoted followers of the White Flute remained bewildered, unable to believe what they were hearing.

He immediately shouted at the whistleblower.

"Nonsense! You're lying through your teeth. Bai Ying must have forced you to say this. Don't be afraid. There are so many of us here. Do you think we'd just stand by and watch her hurt you in front of everyone?"

However, the whistleblower was sweating profusely, looking like a cat on a hot tin roof.

He knew that if he didn't prove himself quickly, his life would be in danger. So he immediately swore a loud oath to the heavens:

"It's absolutely true, I didn't utter a single lie, I swear on my conscience! Everything I just said is true!"

These words instantly silenced the room. The shouting worshipper was frozen in place, his mouth agape, but no sound came out.

After all, the oath of inner demons is the Achilles' heel of all cultivators; once broken, they will suffer the backlash of their inner demons and be doomed forever. No one dares to lie under the oath of inner demons; this is an ironclad rule known to everyone in the cultivation world.

The worshipper felt a buzzing in his head, and his whole body became somewhat dazed. He muttered to himself:

"How is this possible..."

Yes, who would have thought that Bai Di, who usually appears so gentle and kind, could be so vicious and cruel behind the scenes?

The whistleblower spilled out all of Bai Di's meticulously planned schemes and plots without reservation, like beans pouring from a bamboo tube.

After he finished speaking, his face was plastered with a fawning smile, and he bowed repeatedly to Bai Ying, his tone almost pleading:

"I'm so sorry, it's all my fault. I was blinded by greed and foolish to do such a stupid thing. Now I've confessed everything, and I promise I'll never do it again. Please forgive me this time!"

Bai Ying looked at him quietly, her expression calm, and simply uttered four words: "Thank you for telling the truth."

Upon hearing this, the whistleblower's face instantly broke into a smug smile. He secretly rejoiced, thinking that Bai Ying was far too easy to fool. He had just slandered her so badly, and now, with just clarifying the facts and offering a few apologies, she had easily let him go.

However, before his smugness could fully dissipate, a muffled thud echoed from above. A dark shadow shot down like lightning—it was that terrifying scale—piercing straight through his skull with lightning speed. Instantly, crimson blood gushed out like a fountain, splattering onto the ground in a horrifying sight.

His eyes widened in disbelief as he stared intently at Bai Ying, seemingly unable to comprehend why she would do such a thing.

"Didn't you forgive me?"

His body swayed a few times, then fell straight to the ground like a felled log.

Bai Ying didn't even lift her eyelids, her gaze already shifting from his lifeless body. How could she easily forgive someone like him, who had no moral compass and would recklessly spread rumors and slander against her for profit?

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