"Heartless and cruel, believe it or not."

He took two steps, then turned back and gave a cold glance. "Our Sword Sect is upright and honest, and we never lie."

After saying that, he strode away with an air of righteous indignation.

Leaving behind Song Pengpeng and Cheng Che, two people whose faith has collapsed, even if Gingerbread is lying.

The junior disciple of Xianyu Peak couldn't possibly be lying.

He didn't even know the sect leader.

Moreover, coming to Biling Peak was a secret mission; Cheng Che only mentioned chasing demonic cultivators briefly in Yancheng.

The owner said that Gingerbread and his family arrived at the inn yesterday.

The meeting of the two groups was purely accidental.

Cheng Che and Song Pengpeng are both elites of their sects, and they are not fools. The sect leader is becoming increasingly extravagant and absurd.

As disciples, they couldn't say anything.

If they are colluding with demonic cultivators.

Then...

Once the seed of doubt is planted, things that were once shrouded in mystery will soon become clear.

The two of them simply couldn't believe it.

The sect leader, whom they were willing to risk their lives for, turned out to be the biggest threat. They couldn't understand why the Nine Heavens Sect, which was so powerful, would collude with the Demon Realm.

Song Pengpeng rarely had a moment of peace.

Without saying a word, he carried Cheng Che down the mountain.

Watching their departing figures, the two demonic cultivators hiding behind the bushes felt a chill run down their spines.

Ghost Shadow: "What a clever scheme to sow discord."

The black-horned demonic cultivator looked foolish. "Ghost Shadow, what's the use of saying this? Would the Nine Heavens Sect believe the Sword Sect's words?"

Ghostly Shadow patted his good brother's shoulder heavily, "It was the Sword Sect disciples who said it, so they had no choice but to believe it."

"I don't understand, what does that mean?"

"..." The ghostly figure put on a silver mask and kindly reminded, "Remember, we didn't see or hear anything about what happened today. I will report to the young master when we return to the Demon Realm."

“Oh,” the black-horned demonic cultivator replied awkwardly.

The ghostly figure flew several feet away, then seemed to remember something and warned him, "Also, never provoke Miss Jiang. Do whatever she tells you to do."

"Did you remember?"

The black-horned demonic cultivator obediently replied, "I've remembered."