Floating Light Holy Land, Law Enforcement Hall.

The black-robed law enforcement elder in the hall suddenly slammed the discipline ruler and shouted.

"Chen Yang, the precious medicine in the Treasure Pavilion was stolen. What else do you have to argue about?"

In the hall, the man in green shook his head and said calmly, "I said, this matter has nothing to do with me."

"It has nothing to do with you?!"

The black-robed elder smiled coldly, "Considering the great contributions you've made to the sect, if you admit it now, perhaps I can let you go!"

"Otherwise, you will be imprisoned for a thousand years at best, or expelled from the sect at worst!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole audience was in an uproar.

The woman on the high seat frowned slightly, seemingly dissatisfied with the decision.

Someone immediately stepped forward, clasped their hands, and said, "Absolutely not! This child's mind must have been tainted by demonic energy. If left untreated, it could become a serious problem! Elder, please take a closer look!"

"Elder, please be discerning!"

"Elder, please be discerning!"

A group of monks shouted in unison, the sound was shocking.

Looking at the faces of these people in front of him, Chen Yang sighed in his heart.

He was once praised as a genius rarely seen in a thousand years. He became invincible in the world after practicing for less than a hundred years, and he forcibly promoted the inferior Fuguang Sect to the Fuguang Holy Land.

A hundred years ago, alien demons invaded and human monks were almost wiped out. It was Chen Yang who stood up and sacrificed his soul to the heavens, and only then was all the alien demons sealed away.

Later, the divine roots were used as bait to create a blessed land, thus restoring peace and order to the world and allowing the cultivators to resume their cultivation.

But Chen Yang also became a cripple. Not only did he sacrifice his soul, he even lost the most important spiritual root for cultivation!

Not only will his cultivation level regress and he will be unable to practice, but even the continuation of his life will require a large amount of spiritual medicine, otherwise his physical body will be destroyed and he will die.

In Chen Yang's opinion, this could not be a better outcome.

Because Fu Guang Zong is his home, and there are memories here that he cannot let go of.

Sacrificing myself for the benefit of the common people can be considered a great blessing.

Chen Yang just wanted to be a free and easy person and spend his few remaining days in peace.

but……

In order to keep his body from collapsing, he needs to consume a large amount of spiritual medicine every day.

At first, Fu Guang Sect declared that it must cure Chen Yang, the savior, no matter how many resources it would consume. It received unanimous praise in the world of cultivators and gradually became the strongest sect.

But as time went by, Chen Yang not only failed to recover, but also consumed a large amount of spiritual medicine.

Chen Yang had become a despised parasite. Not only did he shortchange the elixir, but now, in order to eliminate future troubles, he was falsely accused of being contaminated by demonic energy and stealing the precious elixir...

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“How ridiculous…”

"If I had known that this would happen a hundred years later, why would I have done that in the first place..."

Looking at the people in the hall, Chen Yang suddenly felt relieved.

The former follower became a black-clad law enforcement elder, who pronounced his own charges in court.

The spoiled junior sister who once insisted on marrying Chen Yang became the leader of the Fuguang Sect and wanted to kill herself.

"Over the past hundred years, things and people have changed. This is no longer the sect I'm familiar with. There's no need to stay here any longer!"

"I, Chen Yang, will never be inferior to anyone in my life! I can die standing, but I cannot live on my knees!"

Chen Yang exhaled the pent-up air in his chest, and his mind became clear.

In an instant, an extremely pure demonic energy floated out from the broken Dantian and gradually condensed into a Tao seed.

"Demon seed? Could it be that I've been possessed by a demon?"

"That's good, at least I can save my life when I leave the sect."

Just as Chen Yang was surprised, the pure positive energy in his limbs and bones also gathered together and merged into the demon seed. The two seemed to be blended together like water and milk, without even the slightest rejection.

The black and white energies blended like yin and yang fish, slowly seeping into the dantian.

Chen Yang could feel that a terrifying spiritual root seed was growing in his dantian!

When it breaks out of the ground, Chen Yang will be reborn and embark on the path of cultivation again!

"Bang!"

"Chen Yang, what else do you have to say now?"

The black-robed elder suddenly slapped the ruler of discipline and looked at Chen Yang with a cold expression.

"Nothing to say."

Chen Yang smiled faintly and was unwilling to argue.

It seemed that the elders were conducting a fair trial, but everyone knew that this was a setup against them.

When these words were spoken, everyone was stunned.

Sect leader Jiang Yunlan, who was sitting on the high seat, also raised her eyebrows. She had thought that Chen Yang would make a big fuss about his past efforts, but she didn't expect things to go so smoothly.

Jiang Yunlan, secretly delighted, coughed lightly and said in a dignified manner, "Since you sincerely repent, I will forgive you the crime of expelling you from the sect."

"You can escape the death penalty, but you can't escape the punishment of life. If you don't hand over the stolen elixir within three days, you will still have to endure the pain of a thousand years of confinement!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the other elders looked at each other with smiles in their eyes.

Chen Yang glanced at everyone present and turned to leave.

This statement seems to be speaking up for himself, but in fact he is just trying to squeeze out his own surplus value.

Although he is disabled, he is still quite influential in the secular world. If he swallows his pride, he might be able to get the elixir.

If Chen Yang handed over the elixir, not only would he have to bear the infamy, but the sect would also be able to take the supplies for free. In the near future, they would surely repeat this drama and expel this parasite from the sect.

If he cannot hand it over, being imprisoned for a thousand years would be enough to kill him.

"Women have the most vicious hearts..."

Chen Yang's eyes gradually became extremely firm, and he turned and left.

Now that you have decided to leave the sect, you must take back what belongs to you!

Along the way, Chen Yang could feel the Tao seed in his dantian gradually taking root and sprouting, and the yin and yang energy actually began to autonomously repair the damaged meridians throughout his body. This also allowed the body that was on the verge of breaking to reshape, and the old age aura was gone.

Fortunately, no one from the Fuguang Sect paid any attention to Chen Yang at this time. Even if they saw him, their faces were filled with disgust, as if they were avoiding snakes and scorpions.

Soon, Chen Yang arrived at his destination.

Hidden Sword Peak.

The battle a hundred years ago was so brutal that even the "Seven Absolute Swords" that he had cultivated with his life was broken into two halves. Only some residual Tao rhyme remained on it, which was placed on Cangjian Peak by the sect for future generations to gain enlightenment.

"Old friend, I'm late."

Chen Yang smiled faintly, but was shocked to find that the Seven Absolute Sword was forcibly held in someone's hand, and he wanted to refine the spiritual sword and forcibly absorb the Dao rhyme!

This person is none other than the sect leader Jiang Yunlan’s younger brother, Jiang Mang!

Seeing that the person coming was Chen Yang, Jiang Mang was surprised at first and subconsciously hid the Seven Swords behind him. Then he was angry that he was scared by this waste.

"Chen Yang? What are you doing here?"

"This isn't a place for losers like you!"

“Get out!”

Jiang Mang pointed at Chen Yang in frustration, looking extremely arrogant, as if he was ready to attack if they disagreed.

When Chen Yang was in his prime, Jiang Mang knelt in front of the mountain gate for three days and three nights just to get Chen Yang's enlightenment.

Chen Yang felt pity and gave Jiang Mang a strand of his innate energy. Only then did Jiang Mang develop spiritual roots and begin to practice.

I never expected that the good intentions from a hundred years ago would almost turn my old friend into scrap metal!

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