The Setting Sun True Lord wanted some peace and quiet.

The Demon Ancestor Ji Gui, feared by all factions, had actually been hiding his strength and biding his time in the Golden Light Sect for so many years!

Bi Xie glanced at the man in front of him who had his back ramrod straight, lowered his eyes, untied the demon-binding rope, and walked calmly to the center of the hall. His voice was clear, "Since you all want Feng Xie to give an explanation, then Feng Xie will give you an explanation!"

"Wuyou is indeed the Demon Ancestor Ji Gui..."

Before she could finish speaking, a commotion erupted in the hall. The cultivators stared at Bi Xie with strange expressions, as if they wanted to tear this evil person who had secretly harbored and protected the Demon Ancestor to pieces.

Bi Xie chuckled coldly and continued, "A thousand years ago, Demon Ancestor Ji Gui destroyed the eight great immortal sects. You all only know the result but not the process."

"Ji Gui challenged the eight great immortal sects alone because they were bewitched by Chen Wei and swore to protect her to the death. Little did they know that Chen Wei was once Ji Gui's master. She was being hunted by cultivators for stealing elixirs at an immortal sect gathering, so she pushed her disciple out and fled—"

"Ji Gui was captured and suffered endless torture. May I ask you all, if you were Ji Gui, could you forgive and forget this grudge?"

None of those present were fools, and upon hearing this, many began to whisper among themselves.

Bi Xie, with his keen hearing, caught all the whispers and his expression suddenly turned cold. "You all say that Venerable Chongyu is innocent? That's right, Venerable Chongyu is indeed innocent. He spent a hundred years in seclusion breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage, but Chen Wei took over his body, and all his efforts were in vain!"

"What?! The Celestial Venerable Chongyu has been possessed... How is this possible!"

"Didn't Ji Gui kill Chen Wei on the summit of Xianyin Peak back then? How could Chen Wei still be alive and have possessed the body of Chongyu Tianzun?"

"I think Feng Xie Zhenjun fabricated this story to protect Demon Ancestor Ji Gui. It's as if Feng Xie Zhenjun has been brainwashed by demonic cultivators, speaking up for the heinous Demon Ancestor Ji Gui at every turn..."

"Yes, the Golden Light Sect has been hiding the Demon Ancestor Ji Gui for so many years. Now they have orchestrated a great show of demonic cultivators attacking the Golden Light Sect. Could it be that they want to take advantage of the gathering of the four major sects to wipe us out in one fell swoop?" Someone thought with a chill.

"..."

When True Monarch Xieyang heard the cultivators slander the Golden Light Sect, he turned ashen with rage. His usually self-controlled emotions were now out of control, and he roared, "There are many powerful cultivators here. Can't you see whether True Monarch Fengxie of my sect has been possessed?"

The roar was like a thunderclap from a clear sky, and all the cultivators who were discussing stopped, but their eyes clearly showed disbelief.

The fact that the Golden Light Sect allowed the Demon Ancestor to reside there for more than ten years is an unforgivable sin.

When Nian Zhenjun's emotions were at their peak, his fierce eyes, like those of a venomous snake, coiled around Bi Xie. "Back then, I said that there was something wrong with that infant, but Feng Xie Zhenjun protected him in every way. Now that he has raised the Demon Ancestor Ji Gui, Feng Xie Zhenjun is to blame and should atone with his death!"

"I will atone with my death!"

"I will atone with my death!"

"I will atone with my death!"

The cultivators were filled with righteous indignation and charged at Bi Xie with fierce momentum.

If looks could kill, Bi Xie felt she was already riddled with holes from those fiery gazes.

Cheng Guang Zhenjun tugged at the young man's sleeve just in time, and scolded him in a low voice, "She has angered everyone, don't get involved in this mess..."

Wu Zhan Zhenjun bit his lip and suddenly shook off the unsuspecting Cheng Guang Zhenjun.

She stretched out her arms to shield Bi Xie from the angry stares, her words ringing out firmly, "True Lord Feng Xie is not a bad person, she is a good person, a good person! No one can touch her..."

With a cold laugh, Cong Nianzhenjun realized that with so many people wanting Feng Xie dead, he would no longer give Wu Zhanzhenjun any face.

"Is True Lord Wuzhan going to protect a sinner? Do you also believe that Demon Ancestor Ji Gui has reformed and turned to good after being raised in the Golden Light Sect for more than ten years? Ha! Naive! A demon is a demon, don't be fooled by her sweet words!"

"Chen Wei was the number one sword cultivator genius on the Floating Light Continent. Ancient books also record that he was extraordinary, talented and virtuous. When the Demon Ancestor Ji Gui wanted to destroy the Immortal Sect, it was he who stepped forward and bravely sacrificed himself. Now, thousands of years after his death, he still has to endure such slander!"

The cultivators who had been somewhat swayed by Bi Xie's words suddenly became like weather vanes, their gazes toward Bi Xie now filled with venom, upon hearing Cong Nian Zhenjun's righteous and awe-inspiring words.

I was almost fooled by the Wind Evil True Lord!

"Cong Nian Zhenjun is right. Demonic cultivators are demonic cultivators. They have been enemies of our righteous path since ancient times. Feng Xie Zhenjun protected the Demon Ancestor for more than ten years. Now that the Demon Ancestor has recovered his power, he has become a great threat. This heinous act is unforgivable. If Feng Xie Zhenjun has any sense of decency, he should be ashamed and commit suicide..."

"If True Lord Wuzhan remains stubborn and insists on protecting this sinner, then don't blame us for being impolite!"

The one who spoke was the Confucian Master Hongru of the Tianbi Sect. He had a long beard, was extremely righteous and hated evil, and was also very easily provoked.

Inside the hall, everyone was talking amongst themselves. The faces of True Lord Xieyang and several Core Formation cultivators from the Golden Light Sect were extremely ugly. True Lord Xieyang was so angry that his handsome face turned red, and a ball of anger burned in his chest.

“Feng Xie is my descendant. I have watched him grow up since he was a child. Although he is a bit aloof, he is kind-hearted. I don’t care about your campaign against Demon Ancestor Ji Gui, but how to punish Feng Xie is a matter for my Golden Light Sect. It is not for outsiders to interfere!”

After saying this, True Lord Xiyang began to pant heavily.

Master Yuming supported him, saying with concern, "Sect Leader, your injuries have not yet healed, please do not get angry."

When Xieyang Zhenjun directly referred to himself as "I," Bi Xie could tell that he cared about him, and his heart warmed.

Bi Xie glanced at the handsome man blocking his way and sighed inwardly.

The ghost cultivator transferred half of the original owner Feng Xie's soul memories to her, and she finally remembered the connection between the original owner and the Wu Zhan Zhenjun who blushed whenever he saw her.

At that time, Feng Xie was only a teenager and was still in the Qi Refining stage. Once, when he went out with his ancestor, the True Lord of the Setting Sun, they passed by a dilapidated temple, and the sound of a boy crying came from inside the temple.

Upon hearing the crying, she immediately went into the dilapidated temple to investigate.

But Emperor Gaozu stopped him.

Emperor Gaozu instructed her: "Feng Xie, there are some things you should meddle in and some things you shouldn't. There is a Nascent Soul stage demonic cultivator in this dilapidated temple. Even Emperor Gaozu may not be his match. Let's just pretend we don't see him."

Feng Xie was pulled by Gaozu for several dozen steps, leaving the dilapidated temple behind, and the boy's whimpering cries for help gradually faded into the distance.

The stunningly beautiful young woman frowned, stopped, and pleaded softly, "Ancestor, please save him! Didn't you always teach Feng Xie to accumulate good karma so that he could reap good results? Since we've met, it must be fate—"

The girl rarely asked for favors, but when she did, her soft tone easily softened people's hearts.

The softened True Lord of the Setting Sun risked his life to save the boy from the hands of the Nascent Soul stage demonic cultivator, but he was also seriously injured. Later, the three of them traveled together, and the boy kept calling Feng Xie "Little Sister Feng" and was very attached to her.