Chapter 129 The biggest regret of my life is becoming your disciple.

Just as Ye Li finished speaking, the last ray of sunlight disappeared behind the clouds, and a thick shadow descended, causing Su Ying'er to shiver violently.

She grabbed Mo Hannian's arm, but he remained stiff.

Mo Hannian gritted his teeth, each word seemingly squeezed out from between his teeth, "What nonsense are you spouting? What do you mean Ye Li's ghost has always been around us?"

Ye Li didn't answer Mo Hannian, but looked at Wen Yao, "You've seen Ye Li's spirit, haven't you?"

Wen Yao was stunned for a moment.

At that time, Bai Xiaosheng was out of his mind and stabbed Su Ying'er. After that, he saw Ye Li.

But in just a moment, Ah Li disappeared. He thought for a moment that he was hallucinating because he missed Ah Li so much.

Could it be...?

That's not an illusion!

Upon learning that Ah Li might be with them in spirit form, Wen Yao excitedly called out to the air, "Ah Li, where are you? Where are you?!"

Mo Hannian subconsciously looked around, until his gaze brushed past Ye Li's mocking face, and he belatedly realized that he had been tricked. "Enough, Third Senior Brother, she's clearly making fun of us!"

"Is that so?"

Ye Li stepped forward a few steps. "Have you forgotten, Wuming Xiaozhu, Erhei?"

Mo Hannian was taken aback, his memories stirred.

That day, his sword was knocked out several times by someone in the nameless cottage, but there was no one around.

His pupils slowly dilated. "That's... Ye Li?"

Hearing that they had all seen it, Master Qingyu's face darkened. "When did this happen? Why didn't anyone tell me?"

Mo Hannian hadn't recovered from the shock yet, and instinctively said, "You expelled Ye Li from the sect on the very first day she disappeared. We all thought you didn't care."

The anger that Qingyu Zhenren was about to express was frozen on his face.

Just as the atmosphere reached a stalemate, a questioning voice sounded from behind.

What are you doing?

It turned out that Lu Ziting, who had gone to ask for help, had returned, followed by a man with a cold and stern face.

Upon seeing Chu Wei, Ye Li's eyes showed a moment of surprise.

It seems that Lu Ziting went to find someone to help him and brought Chu Wei along.

Having experienced everything in the illusion, Ye Li's suspicions about Chu Wei became even more complex.

When Chu Wei saw Ye Li, his pupils narrowed slightly, as if he were scrutinizing her or pondering something.

"Senior Brother!"

Su Ying'er threw herself into Lu Ziting's arms, sobbing timidly, "Sister Jiang Li said that Senior Sister is always haunting us, and Ying'er is so scared."

Lu Ziting shielded Su Ying'er and said coldly, "What are your intentions in saying such nonsense?"

Faced with his questioning, Ye Li seemed to remember something, "Right, you've seen her before, haven't you? Lu Ziting, haven't you heard Ye Li's zither music?"

"I……"

Ye Li's upturned lips and her eyes devoid of any smile sent a chill down Lu Ziting's spine, making him forget even the Su Ying'er in his arms.

He released Su Ying'er, took a few steps forward, and asked incredulously, "How did you know?"

"Because I said it before, Ye Li died with her eyes wide open, right next to you."

Always by their side...

So, when he was being intimate with Ying'er, Ye Li was watching the whole time?

Lu Ziting felt a chill run down his spine, as if something was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't utter a single word.

Ye Li chuckled lightly, "I don't need to say the rest, do I? You all know better than anyone what you said and did after she died."

'If something truly happens to her, then it is the will of Heaven, which cannot tolerate such an arrogant person. What does it have to do with me?'

'It's good to teach her a lesson. Otherwise, what if she makes things difficult for Ying'er when we're not around after she joins the Lotus Sect?'

'Our junior sister is our precious darling; we can't let that old hag bully her!'

"..."

In an instant, all the hurtful words seemed to boomerangs, piercing their hearts.

They couldn't imagine what it would feel like to return to Ye Li's home and her sect after her death and hear such words.

How heartbroken she must be.

How desperate she must have been...

Wen Yao lost all strength, closed his eyes and looked up, leaving only two sorrowful tear tracks, but he didn't even dare to call her name.

It was Master Yu who broke the silence.

A rare ripple appeared on his face, which was as frozen as a snow-capped mountain all day long. "Since you can see Ye Li, what did she say to you?"

The slight hoarseness in his indifferent voice was like a few drops of ink falling into a pool of clear water, never to regain its former clarity.

Ye Li slowly raised her head and looked at Master Qingyu. No longer dodging or being respectful, she said, word by word, "She said that the thing she regretted most in her life was becoming your disciple."

Qingyu Zhenren's upright back swayed slightly as she finished speaking.

Then, Ye Li looked at her other shocked fellow disciples and said, "The thing I regret even more is that I wasted these past ten years on you."

"If there is an afterlife, she would rather die outside the sect than step into the Lotus Gate!"

These resolute, almost ruthless words pierced Qingyu Zhenren's chest like a knife.

The pain made his heart, which had become numb since Yuehua's death, feel that excruciating pain again.

For a moment, the spiritual energy around Master Qingyu became disordered, and his forehead turned faintly dark.

Elder Song was taken aback. Ignoring everything else, he shouted sternly, "Master Qingyu! Calm your mind and concentrate your energy. Do not fall into demonic possession!"

As Elder Song spoke, he called out to Chu Wei for help. Chu Wei frowned, a hint of disgust on his face that was not easily noticed. He paused for a few seconds before stepping forward.

Once Qingyu Zhenren's spiritual energy returned to normal, his first question to Ye Li was, "Where is A Li now?"

There was a faint glimmer of hope in his eyes.

It wasn't just Master Qingyu; there were others as well.

They all hoped she would say that Ye Li was still alive, surviving in another way.

That way, they can feel a little better and forgive themselves a bit.

Ye Li laughed, a laugh that was incredibly piercing, mocking their belated concern.

After laughing, she coldly shattered their self-deception, saying, "She's dead, dead in the misty camphor forest, dead in that dark and sunless place, never, ever to come back."

After saying this, Ye Li's eyes welled up with tears.

Yes, the her of the past will never come back.

She is now nothing more than a soul hiding in someone else's corpse; she can never return openly as Ye Li.

Nevertheless, she turned and left without hesitation, separating herself from her past, which clung to her like rotting flesh.

"Senior Sister!"

“Ah Li…”

People behind her gasped and cried out, but she didn't turn around.

Instead, they continued walking step by step downhill.

She hadn't walked more than a few steps when she felt dizzy and fainted.

Having endured the combined impact of the formation and the Soul-Guiding Mirror, she finally couldn't hold on any longer.

In the last second before losing consciousness, she felt someone approaching.

That aura carried a familiar quality, sharp as a drawn sword.

Through his blurry vision, Chu Wei stared at her for a while, then slowly leaned down and said something to her.