My darlings, the tear-jerking story is about to begin!

The moment Ye Sisi closed her eyes, the cultivators in the scene had already started fighting. Logically speaking, even in such a situation, there should be some rational people, and they shouldn't all be fighting.

But they were all like they were possessed, their eyes were completely clouded, and the people opposite them were like their fathers' killers. They fought fiercely and recklessly.

Lin Shuangluo and the others naturally knew the consequences of these cultivators dying in infighting, and they paced anxiously in place.

But they were all trapped here, surrounded by a terrifying barrier, and couldn't get out at all.

Just then, Ye Sisi, who had been standing still, suddenly moved.

Her eyes remained closed, and a folding fan had appeared in her hand at some point. Her steps were somewhat strange, a bit like dancing and a bit like boxing.

In short, it felt quite out of place in such a somewhat stagnant atmosphere.

As she moved, multicolored light shimmered beneath her feet, and a mysterious and sacred feeling spread outwards from her.

Lin Shuangluo and the other two were stunned. They subconsciously moved away from her, feeling that Ye Sisi was performing a shamanistic ritual, and what's more, it seemed that she had actually come up with something remarkable.

While the audience in Cangjing were worried about the other disciples, they also noticed the strange scene unfolding here.

Even though it was just a light screen, they could feel the mystery and charm. Although their movements were quite comical, they were very attractive as they watched.

Moreover, the dancer was a pretty young girl, not a grown man, so even though the movements were a bit strange, it was still very pleasing to the eye.

At this moment, Ye Sisi was on the verge of tears. She never expected that this so-called recognition ceremony would be like this.

That senior fellow seemed to be a handsome young man; his beauty, if not unique, was certainly rare.

But why did the ritual for recognizing the master look so much like the shamanistic rituals she had seen before? What was he thinking? Couldn't he have kept it aesthetically pleasing? She had two senior brothers present. Didn't she have any pride?

Although she was internally complaining, she kept moving, mainly because she couldn't stop.

The Taoist priest in hemp robes, who was bleeding in the basement, paused, dropped the dagger in his hand, and disappeared.

Zhao Anran, who had been tortured to the point of being almost unrecognizable, breathed a sigh of relief. She felt that if she continued to bleed like this, she would die in a few days.

At this moment, in the basement, besides Zhao Anran and the much dimmer pillar of light, there were two other people: Su Jiuli and Ouyang Yanyu, who were not in the scene.

Their complexions were also terrible, with unhealed wounds on their wrists. Although they were in better shape than Zhao Anran, they were still pale and emaciated, looking as if they hadn't eaten for months.

Opposite the three was another light screen, the content of which was exactly the same as that of Cangjing.

After reading it, Su Jiuli frowned. She and Ouyang Yanyu were not present because they had been arrested. But what about Bai Luochen? Where did he go?

Ouyang Yanyu looked at Ye Sisi on the screen and gently curled her lips, weakly asking, "Senior Brother, what do you think Junior Sister is doing?"

Su Jiuli's eyes were also full of smiles: "Maybe she has some other clever ideas."

Zhao Anran couldn't help but roll her eyes: "You two are ridiculous, you're about to die and you're still laughing."

Neither of them was angry. Ouyang Yanyu said confidently, "I believe in my junior sister."

Zhao Anran didn't speak, but also raised her eyes to look at Ye Sisi, who was jumping around happily. She also hoped that Ye Sisi had a way, because she really didn't want to live like this anymore.

Moreover, she knew that something even more terrifying would happen once the pillar of light completely dimmed. Although she couldn't stop it herself, perhaps Ye Sisi could.

The Taoist priest in hemp robes, who had suddenly appeared, showed anger for the first time. He yelled in a hoarse voice, "What are you doing?"

Ye Sisi ignored her, and she couldn't spare the attention to pay attention to him either.

But the Taoist priest in hemp robes wouldn't have it. He reached out and grabbed at the air, and Lin Shuangluo was lifted up by the neck.

"If you don't stop, I'll kill him."

Ye Sisi suddenly opened her eyes, and those eyes were no longer dark green, but had become as black as ink.

The liveliness and cunning of the past were gone from her eyes; instead, they were filled with calm, and even a hint of mockery and vicissitude.

That doesn't look like the gaze of a teenage girl at all.

She suddenly spoke, and the voice that came from her rosy lips was clear yet full of authority.

"Give it a try."

Lin Shuangluo smiled and said, "You old codger, if you have the guts, kill me. If you even frown, I'll be your grandpa."

Ye Sisi panicked. It wasn't her who had just spoken, and she didn't want to see her senior brother die.

"Senior, please save my senior brother. I know you have a way."

"You care about him so much, how can someone like you have feelings?"

Ye Sisi was stunned and didn't have time to think: "Senior, stop! My third senior brother is really going to die."

She was truly going to die, her soul would be scattered, because the Taoist priest in hemp robes had already extracted Lin Shuangluo's primordial spirit. With just a little force, Lin Shuangluo's soul would be scattered.

"Stop, or I'll make him disappear completely!"

Ye Sisi merely curled her lips slightly, then indifferently shifted her gaze and continued her shamanistic ritual.

Everyone who witnessed this scene felt that Ye Sisi was cold-blooded and ruthless. That was her own senior brother, and she could just stand by and watch him die.

Of course, this group of people does not include Su Jiuli and a few others. The moment Ye Sisi opened her eyes, they knew that it was not Ye Sisi herself who was controlling her body.

Lin Shuangluo said at this moment, "Junior Sister, don't pay attention to him. Third Senior Brother's life was spared. So what if he dies? To hell with him."

After saying that, he immediately detonated his own primordial spirit.

The Taoist priest in hemp robes was stunned. He had been so angry that he hadn't expected Lin Shuangluo to be so resolute, allowing him to find an opening and self-destruct.

Ye Sisi screamed "No!" in her heart, and tears uncontrollably streamed down her face.

But her movements didn't stop, and even her eyes didn't waver in the slightest. The glistening tears paired with her silent gaze created a very disconcerting scene.

At the same time, a voice rang in Ye Sisi's mind: "I never expected that you could have such rich emotions."

"Why didn't you save him? Get out of my body!"