The news of Xiao Feng's return quickly spread throughout the entire Lingjian Sect.

Those disciples who had previously worried about Xiao Feng's strength, who thought he was dead, were now thrown into a panic by his return.

Finally, countless disciples fixed their gazes on Yue Yang and Zhao Yuwei.

The relationship between Yueyang and Zhao Yuwei was an open secret within the sect. Naturally, many disciples brought wine, meat, and treasures, ostensibly as a gift, but in reality, they wanted Yueyang to investigate the truth of the matter.

However, Yueyang turned down all of these guests!

Others don't know what's going on!

He was a firsthand witness, so he naturally knew everything!

Go and find out what's really going on?

How shameless!

After returning to his thatched hut, Xiao Feng couldn't help but carefully recall what had happened that day.

It's impossible for beast tides to appear randomly in that forest; even ancient monsters unseen for a hundred years have emerged.

There must be something fishy going on here!

After returning to the sect, Yue Yang's attitude towards him became noticeably more distant.

They didn't even greet each other when they met!

Then I realized that my senior sister would never harm me!

There's only one explanation for this!

It was Yueyang that made the move!

Xiao Feng just couldn't understand it?

Why did that guy want to kill me?

With this question weighing on his mind, Xiao Feng suddenly lost even the desire to cultivate.

After thinking it over, I decided to go and ask them directly.

That night, after the sect fell silent, Xiao Feng quietly left his thatched hut and soon appeared in front of Yueyang's gate.

No knocking!

He just kicked it away roughly!

Upon seeing the scene before him, Xiao Feng even doubted his own eyes.

Yueyang had completely lost the demeanor of a cultivator; instead, he lay drunk on the stone bed, surrounded by empty wine jars on the floor and table.

How much did they drink?

Xiao Feng frowned and kicked a jar in front of him, shattering it.

"You scoundrel, wake up!"

In a daze, Yueyang opened his eyes. He was still in a hazy state, but when he saw who it was, he was instantly jolted awake.

"Junior Brother...you...you..."

"Stop pretending, use telepathy!"

"Junior brother, what brings you here?"

Yueyang's words betrayed his guilt, and he dared not look Xiao Feng in the eye.

Xiao Feng smiled, then picked up the wine jar that still contained some wine, chose a clean bowl, and poured himself a bowlful.

"Senior brother, how delightful!"

"You killed me just so you could live a life of pleasure?"

Straight to the point!

Xiao Feng made no attempt to hide it.

His eyes were like swords!

It pierced Yueyang's heart with its sharp edge!

We still need to cover it up!

Yueyang gave an awkward smile, then leaned on the table and sat down opposite Xiao Feng.

"Junior brother, drink!"

"Answer my question!"

Xiao Feng slammed his palm into the table, shattering it, his aura soaring.

Yueyang, however, revealed an unprecedentedly shrewd expression.

"Junior brother, what are you talking about? Senior brother doesn't understand..."

not understand?

Xiao Feng found it even more ironic!

The person who was so devoted and sincere to his sect back then seems to have vanished today!

The Yueyang before me was completely different from my senior brother!

"Then I'll show you clearly!"

As he spoke, Xiao Feng laid out all the evidence he had collected in front of Yue Yang.

"What else do you have to say?"

A blunt and direct question!

Yueyang opened his mouth, but for a moment, he didn't know how to respond.

That's enough!

"Junior brother, just kill me!"

Xiao Feng drew his blade and placed it directly against the neck of the person in front of him.

Are you trying to trick me?

"You think I wouldn't dare!"

At this time, the bond between brothers began to crack.

Yue Yang smiled and raised his head, charging headlong into Xiao Feng's sword.

"Junior brother, I only ask for death!"

Don't try that on me!

Xiao Feng sheathed his sword, silently offering himself a way out.

"If dying were so easy, wouldn't letting you die be letting you off too easily? I will announce this to the world and show you just how vicious your senior brother can be!"

Upon hearing this, Yueyang was utterly humiliated and completely abandoned all his reservations.

"Alright, go ahead and say it! After I say it, I can die a quick death!"

Looking at the obese figure in front of him, Xiao Feng couldn't help but mutter to himself.

A dead pig isn't afraid of boiling water!

"Senior brother, I just don't understand, if you're not afraid of death, what is there that you wouldn't dare to say?"

Yueyang's eyes were red, and he stopped stuttering. He grabbed Xiao Feng's arm and questioned him with red eyes.

"Tell me then, you're a beast!"

"He clearly has no interest in Yuwei, so why does he openly and secretly flirt with her?"

"You even said you were going to act as a go-between for me. Along the way, did you take money from me and then turn around and talk badly about me to Yuwei?"

"Junior brother, you've completely disgraced me by trusting you!"

Feeling guilty!

This time, it was Xiao Feng's turn to feel guilty!

At first, Xiao Feng did feel that Yue Yang was not good enough for his senior sister.

But I don't want anything to happen between me and my senior sister!

I just feel that Zhao Yuwei is a prodigy and should be able to reach even greater heights.

If I could find the way to immortality, I would have no regrets in this life!

Why be so fixated on romantic relationships?

At first, Xiao Feng did indeed want to swindle money, but later, seeing Yue Yang's persistence, Xiao Feng changed his mind.

Naturally, he eventually asked his senior sister to give him another chance.

By explaining everything that was on his mind, Xiao Feng thought he could finally resolve his inner conflict.

However, Yueyang wouldn't listen at all, and instead felt even more like a fool.

A fool who's always being played!

Think about your own path of cultivation!

In his youth, he was treated brutally by Ouyang Lie, who tormented him to the point of making him neither human nor ghost.

If it weren't for Zhao Yuwei's roast chicken!

How could I...

Thinking of this, Yueyang became even more furious.

This kindness!

Not just anyone can defile it!

kill!

As he pondered this, a terrifying burning power erupted from Yueyang's body.

All the pent-up frustration of the past few days was released at this moment.

That guy could cut down a thunderbird with a single sword strike!

But so what?

Xiao Feng is no longer the Xiao Feng he once was!

"Senior brother, if you insist on doing this, then I'm sorry!"

Xiao Feng spread his arms wide, clasped them together, and shouted.

"Tidal Spell!"

Two giant waves transformed into the shape of hands, forcefully closing Yueyang up.

The fire was extinguished in an instant!

This is the crushing power of strength!

When the tide receded, Yueyang was completely soaked, his thin body lying on the ground with a deathly look on his face.

He picked up a wine jar filled with tides and, as if possessed, poured it into his mouth.

"Good wine! Good wine!"

As he spoke, Yueyang burst into maniacal laughter.

Laughter echoed throughout the mountain gate!

What does it matter if it's right or wrong?

What does life or death matter?