The atmosphere in the cell became exceptionally eerie.
Ahei, who had been as still as a statue, slowly raised his face and stared at Zhenming with lifeless eyes.
Zhenming smiled slightly and said, "Xiaodian is my disciple, so it is only right that I take her back."
“But she is also my wife.” Sijihuang’s eyes were resolute, showing no sign of yielding.
"Xiao Dian, what do you say?" Zhenming glanced at Su Diandian.
Su Diandian rolled her eyes inwardly.
She is neither anyone's apprentice nor anyone's wife.
But for now, she has to accept both.
So she broke free from Zhenming's large hand, fell to her knees with a thud, and kowtowed until her head bled.
“Master, Sijihuang and I have indeed married. I am ashamed before you and the sect. I am willing to die to repay your kindness in raising me.”
Zhenming remained silent for a long time before finally helping her up: "Xiaodian, you are still young. It must have been the sect leader of the Corpse Controlling Sect who seduced you."
"No, no, I tricked him." Su Diandian desperately tried to take the blame upon herself.
"You, you tricked him?" Zhenming asked meaningfully.
"Yes." Su Diandian nodded emphatically. "It's all my fault, Master, please kill me."
"No!" Siji Huang frowned, reached out and grabbed her wrist. "You are mine."
Su Diandian turned her head and glared at him, then pleaded with Zhenming: "I would like to trouble you, Master, to leave my body to him after I die."
"Let go." She winked at Sijihuang.
However, instead of letting go, Sijihuang held on even tighter.
Su Diandian rolled her eyes helplessly.
All Sijihuang wanted was her body, and all she desired was death.
They should be considered to have the same goal.
Why is this person, who has been living in a barren land for four seasons, suddenly becoming so stubborn?
Who kills her doesn't matter who does it?
Just as Zhenming and Sijihuang were about to fight in this small cage, the other two elders of Xuancang Sect arrived in time.
Su Diandian's eyes lit up when she saw the Second Elder, Jiang Ziheng.
Wow, this person is Jiang Ziheng, the peak master of Wanxing Peak of Xuancang Sect, whom she has been longing for!
Jiang Ziheng's Wanxing Peak is in charge of the punishments and disciplines of the entire Xuancang Sect.
Once Jiang Ziheng convicts her, she can go to Wanxing Peak to commit suicide!
"Elder Jiang, Su Dian has married the Sect Master of the Corpse Control Sect without permission, which violates the rules of the Xuancang Sect. I request Elder Jiang to punish her." Su Dian shouted excitedly to Jiang Ziheng.
Jiang Ziheng was taken aback, wondering why this girl seemed so crazy.
Why is she so happy about something that should be punished for violating clan rules?
Could it be that the fourth brother has already come up with a backup plan for her?
"Ahem..." Third Elder Chu Kuo coughed lightly, "Ahem, let's deal with the Corpse Control Sect matter first."
Jiang Ziheng nodded, glanced at Su Diandian with displeasure, and then turned to Sijihuang.
After confirming that the face was indeed that of Siji Huang, he asked loudly, "Are you Siji Huang, the sect leader of the Corpse Controlling Sect?"
"Hmm." Sijihuang coldly spoke.
Ahei then threw Chiming'er, whom he was carrying on his shoulder, onto the prison fence.
The sturdy fence was smashed, and Chi Ming'er landed directly at Jiang Ziheng's feet.
Sijihuang was not good with words, and only said: "Three Corpse Sect, Chiming'er, betrothal gifts."
Apart from Su Diandian, no one understood what he meant.
Jiang Ziheng subtly took half a step back, then put his hands into his sleeves and silently gripped the sword hidden in them.
He tensed up completely. "What do you mean by this, sir?"
“Ruilin, she was the one who killed her.” Sijihuang paused. “I used her as a betrothal gift.”
As he spoke, he turned and looked at Su Diandian solemnly, "I want her."
Jiang Ziheng's head was pounding.
It was the Third Elder, Chu Kuo, who stepped forward to analyze: "You mean to say that the Fifth Elder, Ruilin, was killed by Chi Ming'er, the sect leader of the Three Corpses Sect, and not by your Corpse Control Sect?"
Sijihuang nodded: "Mm."
Chu Kuo asked again, "Then, you captured Chi Ming'er, intending to use her as a betrothal gift to marry Xiao Dian Dian from the fourth son's family?"
“Little Dian Dian?” Siji Huang emphasized, “I want Su Dian.”
Chu Kuo smacked his lips: "Hey, isn't Su Dian just Little Dian Dian?"
"How dare someone like you covet my disciple?" Zhenming could no longer hold back. He flicked his sleeve, attempting to shake off the desolate seasons.
However, Sijihuang's cultivation level was comparable to his.
We are all at the Nascent Soul stage; if we were to fight, it's hard to say who would win.
Sijihuang stood still, still firmly gripping Su Diandian's wrist.
Chu Kuo stood by the hole in the cell, tugging at the broken iron bars. "Hey, hey, can we talk this out?"
If these two were to fight here, wouldn't this entire outpost be reduced to ruins?
Who will pay for the repairs then?
Isn't it all just a matter of hoping he'll allocate funds for reconstruction?
Thinking of this, Chu Kuo suggested, "Shall we go out and find a spacious place to talk?"
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