Ji Fengming chatted with Hei Xiao for a few minutes, and the fire in the charcoal brazier was really warming them up.

He then took a soft pillow and a blanket made of snow-white long-haired animal skin and lay down next to Black Owl to sleep.

When Ling Du and Zhao Guanchao burst in, Hei Xiao was sitting on the tea table, reading a book and holding a cup of spiritual tea. On the floor beside him, Ji Fengming was fast asleep, sprawled out, still clutching a corner of Hei Xiao's light blue robe.

Zhao Guanchao: "..."

Lingdu: "...!"

The rumors circulating outside are just that—rumors. Even though Ling Qing sacrificed her body to be reborn for Yunxiao back then, there is not a single word to corroborate them.

But today's situation... is truly... shocking and mind-blowing, it's almost blinding!

Zhao Guanchao and Ling Du stood at the doorway, unsure whether to go in or back out.

In a moment, Zhao Guanchao suddenly realized that he might have made a mistake; he shouldn't have rushed over to surrender to the sect leader.

He should observe more carefully and verify the facts for a few more days before deciding which side to take.

Now... sigh!!!

In an instant, Ling Du became smug:

Regardless of whether this person surnamed Ji is the reincarnation of Yunxiao, Ling Qing has such a stain on his record, so he is no longer worthy of sitting in the position of sect leader!

Although Black Owl, who grew up in darkness and intrigue, didn't look directly at Zhao Guanchao and Ling Du, he didn't miss the obvious look on their faces. In terms of age, these two were probably much older than him.

But in terms of cunning and cunning, these two people are nothing more than passersby in front of Black Owl, the kind who don't need to fight at all.

He raised his hand and cast a simple soundproof barrier around Ji Fengming.

Black Owl slowly put down the book in his hand, leisurely playing with the jade teacup in his left hand, and said in a cold voice: "The two elders need not be so surprised. This kind of situation will be the norm in my Qinxue Garden in the future."

The Grand Elder need not rush to complain to the Ancestors or reprimand them harshly.

I, Ling Qing, will never make the same mistake twice.

As for the position of sect leader, it was entrusted to me by my father, and as long as I do not relinquish it, it will never fall into the hands of others.

Our ancestors wouldn't let it fall into the wrong hands.

As for why, you will know when I ascend to heaven and the Grand Elder finally attains the position of Ancestor.

"What...what do you mean by this?" Ling Du was horrified.

He never imagined that the once gentle Ling Qing would now act and speak with the sharpness of his sword.

"Isn't the Grand Elder dissatisfied with the imminent loss of his power as sect leader, and wants to send Junior Brother Zhou down the mountain to tell the Jun family that the sect has returned, or even to spread the word to the world that Yunxiao is in our Hanyu Sect, just like a thousand years ago, to make trouble for me and the Hanyu Sect, leaving me no time to attend to sect affairs, or even to leave the Hanyu Sect again so that you can regain the power of sect leader?" Hei Xiao's gaze was indifferent and straight as he looked at Ling Du.

The gaze, devoid of any emotion or threat, made Ling Du feel as if they were two abysses he could not cross!

What exactly did Ling Qing experience during the years she was away?

It has transformed him from someone who was once simple and innocent into someone so dark and terrifying!

"Leaving aside past merits and demerits, my governance of the Hanyu Sect over the past thousand years, though imperfect, has certainly been hard-working," Ling Du roared, using rage to mask his panic. "Sect Master's baseless words are no different from killing someone and destroying their spirit. If Sect Master does not trust me, I will resign from my position as elder and live in seclusion, devoting myself entirely to cultivation!"