Chapter 41 Don’t Envy Sister

Ruan He made the right bet.

No matter how much the ancestor dislikes Ruan He, he is still a direct descendant.

The aristocratic family has a distinct hierarchy, and the distinction between legitimate and illegitimate children is as clear as a natural chasm.

No matter how many people died in the side branches, it wouldn't attract the attention of the elders of the family. But if one of the main lineage died, it would be a waste of the cultivation resources provided by the family for so many years.

Jing Gan really didn't understand the theory of blood relationship in these aristocratic families. In their ten major sects, the capable ones have always been in power. A cultivator like Ruan He, who was almost a hundred years old and still only in the Nascent Soul stage, would probably only be able to become an ordinary inner disciple if he joined the Wanjian Sect.

The Ruan family actually tolerated him as the head of the family.

After all, she was alone. If the noise was too loud and alarmed the other ancestors of the Ruan family, this day would probably not end well.

Jinggan frowned, suppressing his anger, and said, "Okay."

"Family matters, right?!"

She took out the magic-seeking device and input spiritual energy into it again, causing the red light to turn on.

Jing Gan said, "The Ten Great Sects should have the right to judge the matter of the demon clan!"

The tone was extremely harsh.

Those who knew her well knew that this was a huge concession for Jing Gan. She was alone, and if it weren't for the situation, Jing Gan would never give in.

Asking her heart, she was asking about her heart that dared to question and explore the laws of the world.

Putting aside her old acquaintance with Chao Jian, she would still care even if there were a bunch of strangers here.

Jing Gan would always take care of such unfair and injustice things that angered the heavens and the people!

As soon as these words were spoken.

"It's natural."

The Ruan family's ancestor really couldn't refute it.

Jing Gan snorted coldly, raised his hand and sealed Ruan He's spiritual vein on the ground. Since he was going to interrogate someone, he had to act like an interrogator.

The Ruan family patriarch kicked Ruan He and said coldly, "If this idiot does anything to collude with the demons, I will be the first to destroy his spiritual roots before the fairy takes action!"

Ruan He shrank back and hid.

He swore, "Grandfather, Grandfather, you know me well, how dare I?!"

Ruan He immediately pointed at Ruan Wei and the others, "They are the ones who hold a grudge against me and slander me!"

Ruan Wei finally waited until the two powerful men had finished their discussion.

"That's ridiculous," she laughed back, "How can we possibly fill your courtyard with evil spirits?"

Ruan He said, "Who knows if Ruan Ruanzhi ever brought you back? You two siblings hold a grudge against me, so you'll definitely do whatever it takes."

"oh?"

"We hate you." Ruan Wei murmured and repeated his words.

She was so angry that she just pinched her knuckles tightly and said in a deep voice: "Isn't this right?"

"My father is so innocent, and so are the monks who died in vain at your hands?"

Every word is heartbreaking.

She even felt that it was ridiculous for her to argue with a beast.

"Don't change the subject!" Ruan He immediately interrupted her accusation. He turned over and only needed to look at the moment. He only needed to prove that he had no connection with the demon clan, and his life would be saved. "Just relying on the demonic energy and demonic blood filling the courtyard is not enough evidence."

"Huh, not enough?"

Ruan Wei rolled up her sleeves, and on her jade-like hand was a three-inch black snake. The snake was still struggling to swim upwards, but was suppressed by Ruan Wei's spiritual energy on her arm and could not move forward.

"What about this? Ruan He, do you recognize this?"

"I don't recognize him."

Ruan He suddenly turned his head away, looking a little panicked.

Seeing this, Ruan Wei didn't say much. She unsheathed her sword and blood immediately gushed out of her palm.

Scarlet blood dripped onto the ground.

A trace of demonic energy mixed in with the blood.

Ruan He's expression finally cracked a little -

It's over, everything is over.

She, she actually knew the source of the heart-eating insect!

But everyone didn't understand why.

"magic?!"

"Ruan Wei is a demon cultivator?"

"What's going on? It's okay to explode suddenly!"

Everyone was panicking.

Jinggan was unable to move, so she slammed the table, making a loud noise.

She looked at Ruan Wei quietly for a moment, then shook her head and said, "She can't be possessed by a demon."

"Born with a spiritual body, a favorite of heaven, she can never become a demon no matter what."

There was another uproar.

Ruan Wei blinked, her smile confident and arrogant.

Don't envy me.

You can't envy my talent~

Everyone knows the weight of a natural spiritual body.

It is rumored that there were two natural spirits in Tongzhou. They both became powerful and independent people. In the end, there was no news of them. No one knew whether they ascended to heaven or their life span had ended.

Born with a spiritual body, he only cultivates spiritual energy.

To natural spirits, demonic energy is the most toxic and potent poison in the world.

Ruan Wei's cultivation progress was difficult because of the disturbance caused by the Heart-Eating Poison. The spirits and demons were originally in conflict with each other, and her natural spirit body reacted even more strongly.

But Ruan Wei was born with a spiritual body, so how could there be evil energy mixed in his blood?

Jinggan's clarification is more effective than ten thousand words from her.

Ruan Wei smiled back. At this moment, she no longer cared about whether she would be exposed or whether there would be danger afterwards.

That was something Ruan Wei would have to consider tomorrow, but now she was——

Just crush Ruan He to death!

With her enemy in front of her, she would never let him go.

Ruan Wei walked towards Ruan He step by step, and her blood splashed on the long road. The blood beads melted into the soil, and bursts of demonic energy rose from the soil.

Ruan Wei walked in front of Ruan He and chuckled, "Why don't you look at me?"

"You're right. It was me who caused the evil spirit in the courtyard. I was the one who framed you—"

Such words that were beneficial to him did not make him feel happy at all.

Ruan He's face looked ashen.

He knew it was all over.

"Huh?" Ruan Wei covered her mouth in surprise. "Why don't you ask me how I framed you?"

"Because, you know—"

The girl's originally sweet voice suddenly became hoarse. Her voice was not loud, but it was transmitted to the ears of everyone present with her spiritual power:

"You've given your niece such a yin-deficiency poison, Ruan He, you really love me so much~"

"Even after I became Master's disciple, you still watched me day and night, sending people to capture me and bring me back to the Ruan family year after year. I heard you say I was the panacea for your ascension? Such a high title is truly unworthy!"

Ruan Wei's words were full of sarcasm and his sighs were full of cadence.

Her blood, except for today's drops.

The Ruan family's main courtyard, the ancestral hall, and the paths that guests would pass by were filled with blood. Every ten steps were filled with pits, filled with blood. Buried within this vast prison of the Ruan family were the blood and tears of a daughter avenging her father.

So, after Ruan Wei was injured, she said it was just right, so it was convenient for her to obtain materials.

Ruan Wei's face has been a little pale these past few days, but her energetic look conceals her tiredness.

How could she not be excited when her revenge was about to be taken?

Ruan He struggled desperately, "You, you can't cultivate magic... Could it be that Ruan Ruanzhi is also an innate spiritual body?"

He made random accusations, "And those two from the Chang family, who knows if they became possessed by demons after their family was wiped out?! You're their senior sister, so naturally they'll listen to you!"

Chang Huaijin, the young man, was not going to tolerate him. He raised his foot and kicked the man upside down. His brows were furious:

"If you keep talking nonsense, I'll kill you immediately!"

Senior sister is annoying to begin with.

This mad dog bites people randomly, which is even more infuriating to watch.

Wu Yu grabbed the man and stepped forward to kick him lightly.

It's not very lethal, but it's incredibly insulting.

Wu Yu chuckled, "Given our current situation, no one would complain if we killed you."

She was telling the truth. The Chang family's only child was their greatest protection at this moment. If anyone challenged him, the pressure of public opinion would crush him to death.

The crazy ones are afraid of the crazy ones. Ruan He saw the serious expression of the girl in front of him, and his heart still shrank.

He immediately stopped talking and stopped going crazy.

Ruan Wei ignored him.

She just looked at the man with a resentful look on his face with pity.

"Do I really have to explain?"

Ruan Wei pointed at the small black snake between his arms and said word by word, "Eat, heart, poison."

"The Ruan family's secret poison, the Heart-Eating Gu, is made from demonic blood. Those who are poisoned will be confined to a three-year period. I originally thought the demonic blood used to make the poison was left over from a previous war, but the demonic blood in this demon-hunting device is not old."

Ruan Wei pressed on, "Where did you get the confidence to frame my brother? After I exposed you, where did you get the confidence to put the blame on Ruan Zhong?"

"Because the person is hiding in Uncle San's yard~"

Upon hearing this, the ancestor of the Ruan family immediately sent people to Ruan Zhong's yard to search for him.

Ruan Zhong is a good gun, but it also depends on whether the person holding the gun can control it.

All I can say is that Ruan He is still stupid. A gun that can explode at any time should not appear in the hands of an intelligent person, no matter how good the persuasion.