The fate of traitors

The inside of the temple was as gloomy as hell on earth.

"Why did you come back?" Bantianyue asked softly with his back to Lengyue.

"Leng Yue really couldn't bring himself to do it, and he disappointed the leader, so he came here to die." Leng Yue said.

"Disappointed?!" Bantianyue lifted his cloak with all his strength, turned around and fiercely grabbed Lengyue's neck, shouting: "Lengyue, you traitor!!!!!"

Leng Yue did not resist at all and just let him pinch her.

"You can actually transmit your voice over a thousand miles. Are you a disciple from the frontier?! You can't judge a person by their appearance. I thought you were a young girl who knew nothing about the world, so I taught you martial arts and even valued you so much!! I thought I treated you well, but I didn't expect you to be so insidious and despicable. I really underestimated you! Ever since the first day you entered the Shenyue Sect, you've been lying to me. Is this all your conspiracy, right?!"

Leng Yue's throat gurgled, and she neither argued nor resisted.

Bantianyue grabbed Lengyue's neck and lifted her into the air, then threw her hard to the ground and asked, "Don't you have anything you want to explain?"

Leng Yue covered her neck and coughed for a while, then said in a hoarse and trembling voice: "Leng Yue did not intend to deceive the leader, she just wanted to be the leader's friend and did not want to hurt anyone."

"You don't want to hurt anyone?" Ban Tianyue roared, "So, those people on the kill order are really not dead?!?"

"Yes..." Leng Yue said in a low voice.

"You!!!!!!!!" Bantianyue grabbed Lengyue by the collar and lifted her up like a kitten. "I never thought I would be fooled by a little girl! I killed Sima Changfeng's entire family, yet he still worked loyally for me for so many years. And what about you?!? I saved your life, yet you dared to betray me!!!!!"

Leng Yue bravely said: "Leng Yue only wants... to be the leader's friend... Leader... please don't do anything... that hurts Rong Mei... and hurts yourself!!... The leader's situation today is not entirely due to Sima Yi... or anyone else... You could have... been Rong Mei's brother Yue forever... but you... destroyed that relationship and turned yourself into Rong Mei's family murderer! Do you feel... really... comfortable... when you do this?" Due to difficulty in breathing, his voice was a little intermittent.

"You have no right to teach me a lesson!!!!" Ban Tianyue roared, "For an ungrateful traitor like you, do you know what friendship and love are?!? You are not even worthy of talking to me about love!!!! You will never understand my feelings for Rong Mei!!!! You are nothing but a despicable and shameless bitch, and you are not worthy of even mentioning Rong Mei's name! Humph!!!!!!"

Bantianyue threw Lengyue to the ground again. Lengyue's face turned pale and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Ban Tianyue's voice was desolate: "God, why are you so unfair!!! Why do all the people betray me, Ban Tianyue? Why don't they get what they deserve?!!!!!!"

Bantianyue pointed at Lengyue fiercely and roared, "You, and your masters—Huangfu Renhe, the old man from the border, Gumutian, the goddess dragon, Sima Changfeng, Ouyang Feiying, and everyone who has anything to do with you, you, every one, every one of you deserve to die! If I can't tear you into pieces and grind you to ashes, I, Bantianyue, will not be a human being!!"

Leng Yue picked up the ruthless sword from the ground with great effort and slowly drew it out.

"Master... Leng Yue thanks you for saving my life that day. Today, I am here to return my life to you." After Leng Yue said this, he placed the Merciless Sword on his neck, closed his eyes, raised his arm with force and slashed the sword towards his neck.

With a "ding" sound, the sword was broken and fell to the ground, breaking into two pieces.

"It would be too easy for you to die like this!!!!" Ban Tianyue shouted, "Where are the Golden and Silver Guardians?!"

"Here!" The gold and silver protectors responded in unison.

"Drag this bitch away, whip her day and night, expose her to the sun for three whole days, and then throw her into the suburbs to feed the wolves!!!" Bantianyue said fiercely.

"This is what happens when you betray me!!!! Haha ...

Would this approach truly calm Ban Tianyue's anger? The answer is no. Far from it, it would only exacerbate his resentment, further solidifying his belief that others had wronged him, that he was owed, and that all his bad deeds were "forced upon him."

In reality, Ban Tianyue wasn't deliberately making excuses for himself. Many people, when faced with unpleasant things, first react by casting themselves as victims. But why would someone betray him? Since this incident involved him, the reason must also be related to him.

But if a person is used to putting the blame on others and seeing himself as a victim, he will always encounter similar things. The more he encounters, the more likely he is to feel disappointed and dissatisfied.

In reality, our fate is ultimately in our own hands. Claiming it's this person's fault or that person's fault is ultimately a sign of incompetence and a tendency to shirk responsibility. Shifting responsibility ultimately shirks one's own inherent rights and power. If a person's happiness and misfortune depend on others, with no power to contribute, then their world would be a truly difficult place to live.

Therefore, Leng Yue's advice had no effect other than adding fuel to the fire. This effort was truly in vain.

Ban Tianyue, already in his fifties, now sits in the courtyard day and night, personally overseeing the whipping of the Golden and Silver Guardians and the exposure of Leng Yue to the sun. The direct sunlight during the day and the unbearable heat at night are truly difficult for him. The resentment and resentment in one's heart are truly tormenting. It's hateful, pathetic, and even a little pitiful. But all of this is his own choice, and he can't blame anyone else, even though he always believes it's all their fault.

Mingri and Fengyan could only fret at the moment. With Bantianyue present, if they tried to rescue Lengyue by force, Lengyue would only be in greater danger. If Bantianyue slapped Lengyue during the fight, it would be the end of them.

In the evening of the third day, Bantianyue finally waved to the gold and silver protectors.

The Golden Guardian put his finger to Leng Yue's nose and tested it, then replied, "Master, there's no breath."

Bantianyue waved his hand again, and the gold and silver protectors took Lengyue down from the rack and carried her to the suburbs.

As soon as the Golden and Silver Guardians stepped out of the gate of the Divine Moon Sect, the Dragon Goddess and the Ghost Seer charged in. With a few swish sounds, the Golden and Silver Guardians fell to the ground, vomiting blood and dying.

Mingri used his Qinggong skills to catch Lengyue. Lengyue's face was as pale as wax, and her lips were ashen, making her look like a dead person. Mingri was heartbroken and trembling as he held Lengyue in his arms.

"How dare you act so recklessly in the territory of my Shenyue Sect?!" Bantianyue heard the noise and rushed out aggressively. Seeing that the gold and silver protectors were dead, he became even more furious.

Sima Changfeng and Shangguan Yan rushed forward without saying a word and fought with Bantianyue.

"Sai Huatuo, take Leng Yue away first!" Sima Changfeng said.

Ouyang Mingri looked down at Leng Yue in his arms, bit his lip tightly, and said, "Thank you!"

After saying that, he hugged Leng Yue and quickly used his lightness skills to leave.

The Imperial Palace, the Villa, and Lengyue's Room.

"Miss Shangguan, Brother Sima, you're back." Chou Doufu asked, "Are you all right?"

Sima Changfeng said, "Bantianyue was injured by the sword and the knife, so he shouldn't come out to cause trouble during this period."

"How is Leng Yue?" Shangguan Yan asked.

Stinky Tofu sighed and said, "You guys go over and see her."

Mingri's face was pale and his brows were furrowed. The old man from the border took his pulse and shook his head.

"Master, Leng Yue?" Shangguan Yan asked.

"Leng Yue's physique was weak to begin with, and he had been injured before and had a chronic illness. Now, he was beaten and exposed to the sun, and he hadn't had a drop of water for many days. He was completely hollowed out." Mingri said solemnly.

"Is there any hope?" Sima Changfeng asked.

"I don't know." The old man from the frontier shook his head and said, "We can only try our best to feed her some water and food and help her heal her wounds. As for whether she can survive, it depends on her luck."

Sima Changfeng carefully comforted her, "Leng Yue will be fine, just like Hua Tuo."

"I believe she will be fine," Mingri said softly, "You two should go back first."

Everyone dispersed, leaving only Mingri and Lengyue. If Mingri remembered correctly, this should be the first night he and Lengyue were alone together.

The moon is bright outside the window; the moon is cold and silent in the room.

Mingri wrung out the wet handkerchief and gently wiped Lengyue's pale forehead. Mingri was always very careful with Lengyue, handling her with care, as if she would shatter to pieces if he wasn't careful.

Leng Yue looked peaceful and seemed to be in no pain. But seeing her like that, Ming Ri felt extremely heartbroken.

"You always look so confident, but did you foresee this fate? Or perhaps, you clearly foresaw this, yet you still charged forward without hesitation?"

"You're always thinking about others, saving this and that, but now you've gotten yourself into this state. Do you want everyone to feel guilty and remorseful?!"

"You're just a weak woman, why do you have to act like a savior? If you're really that powerful, wake up and show me! We're all waiting for you to save us, please have mercy and wake up."

Ouyang Mingri gritted his teeth, trying hard to hold back the tears. He hated the little girl for overestimating her own abilities; he resented himself for being unable to do anything. It was always like this, he could do nothing but watch helplessly.

Even though it was August, the height of summer, Leng Yue's hands were icy cold. Apart from her extremely weak pulse, there was almost no sign of life to indicate she was still alive.

"It all depends on fate" is the phrase you least want to hear tomorrow.

Mingri held Lengyue's small hand in his palm and gently rubbed it to warm her up. A scar suddenly caught his eye.

It was a clean, sharp scar, running straight across Leng Yue's slender wrist, nearly separating her hand from her forearm. Though the scar had faded over time, it still looked startling. What kind of unwavering determination to die was needed to bring about such a brutal blow?

"How could you have the heart to do this?" Mingri gently stroked the scar and finally couldn't hold back her tears.