Time seemed to freeze at that moment, both inside and outside the main hall.
All the noise, discussions, and accusations vanished without a trace in an instant.
A deathly silence enveloped every corner.
Everyone's expression froze on their faces, filled with an incredulous blankness.
Shen Zhaozhao's voice continued, carrying a desperate and tragic tone of "since I've already said it all, I might as well say it cleanly," echoing through the deathly silent hall.
"And what's more! And Elder Qingxuan was the one who was pinned down!!! His legs went weak from being kissed and hugged by his junior uncle!!!"
"Sect Leader!!! Your junior brother is gay!!! They're both gay!!!"
"So how could he possibly molest Junior Sister Wan'er?! They're completely mismatched! He can't even get aroused by women, Sect Leader! Waaah..."
After Shen Zhaozhao finished shouting, as if she had used up all her courage and integrity, she collapsed to the ground, letting out a whimper that sounded like she was dying and had no will to live.
Meanwhile, Qingxuan, who was struggling to regulate his breathing and suppress the surging blood in his throat, exclaimed: "?????????????"
Qingxuan's eyes widened suddenly. His face, which had been pale from his serious injuries, turned bright red in an instant. He almost choked on his own blood. He pointed at Shen Zhaozhao, his fingers trembling like leaves in the autumn wind. His lips quivered, but he couldn't utter a single word.
He...he and Qiu Bai...kissed?!
Is it... or is it the one that's being pressed down?!
My legs went weak!
Qingxuan felt his vision blurring and his soul trembling.
He couldn't even tell whether he should first worry about his enraged senior brother Ling Xiao, who would wipe him out of the sect for "disgracing the family," or be so enraged by the absurd and outrageous slander that was enough to make him lose face!
Where on earth did this thing come from?!
Why did you have to hurt him like this?!
Just as Qingxuan's blood was churning and he was filled with shame and indignation—
"Get out of my way, all of you!"
A clear, yet distinctly agitated voice boomed from outside the hall like tearing silk.
Accompanied by the exclamations and staggering sounds of the disciples, a figure in crimson purple swept into the main hall like a gust of wind.
Yan Qiubai.
He had no idea what kind of earth-shattering "truth revelation" had just taken place in the hall. All he could see was Qingxuan, who was slumped under the dragon pillar, his clothes stained with blood, his face as pale as paper, and his breath so weak that it seemed he was about to lose his power at any moment.
"Senior brother—!"
Yan Qiubai's pupils shrank suddenly, and his heart felt as if it were being squeezed tightly by an invisible hand, causing him so much pain that he almost suffocated.
He didn't even bother to see who else was in the hall. With a long stride, he rushed over and unhesitatingly shielded Qingxuan behind him.
Immediately, Yan Qiubai looked up sharply. His phoenix eyes, which were always smiling, were now filled with ice shards. He stared straight at Lingxiao Zhenren, who was sitting high above him. His voice trembled slightly with extreme anger as he questioned him sharply.
"Senior Brother Lingxiao! What do you mean by this?!"
"Even if Senior Brother Qingxuan has committed a grave error, the Tianyan Sect has its own Enforcement Hall to deal with him according to the sect rules! When did it become your place to resort to private torture and injure him to such an extent?!"
"You are the leader of a sect! How is this any different from the torture and forced confessions of those evil cultivators?!"
These words were resounding, carrying the unique sharpness and unwavering defense of youth.
In normal circumstances, such questioning, though insubordinate, would be considered reasonable and thought-provoking.
But of all things... it's now.
This happened right after Shen Zhaozhao had just finished shouting the bombshell news that "Elder Qingxuan and Junior Uncle were kissing and hugging each other"!
This happened when everyone was stunned and shocked by this shocking revelation!
Yan Qiubai's indiscriminate act of immediately and recklessly protecting Qingxuan behind him...
This eagerness was as if their own Daoist partner had suffered a tremendous injustice...
This level of protectiveness, daring to directly criticize even the sect leader...
"hiss--!"
A collective gasp of shock erupted both inside and outside the hall.
Countless gazes lingered between Yan Qiubai, Qing Xuan, and the still-whimpering "Lu Renjia" on the ground. Their faces, which were originally blank and shocked, were quickly replaced by a more complex, more bizarre, and indescribable realization that seemed to say, "I think I understand something."
So...it was true after all!
No wonder Junior Uncle looked at the Sect Leader like he was looking at a wicked mother-in-law who was trying to break up a tragic couple!
This is clearly a case of deep affection and fierce protectiveness towards one's "wife"!
Yun Wan'er's face turned several shades paler instantly, and her nails almost dug into her palms.
What... what on earth is going on?!
How could things have suddenly taken such an unbelievable turn?!
Seeing the public opinion shift in an instant, even the disciples who had been the most vocal in supporting Yun Wan'er panicked, feeling as if they had been slapped hard across the face, their cheeks burning with embarrassment.
But they were still not giving up. One of them stood up and retorted in a sharp voice, trying to bring everyone's thoughts back "on track".
"Nonsense! How could Junior Uncle possibly be with Elder Qingxuan... like that!"
"He was clearly, clearly chasing after Senior Sister Liu Qingyi! Everyone in the sect knows he's head over heels in love with her! How could he suddenly become gay?! It just doesn't make sense!"
These words struck Yan Qiubai, who was already in a state of extreme rage, like another heavy hammer blow.
He abruptly turned his head to look at the disciple who had spoken, his handsome face filled with the absurdity and fury of "What the hell are you spouting?": "Who the hell is gay?!"
"Have you all collectively lost your minds today?! What nonsense are you spouting?!"
Yan Qiubai was so angry that he trembled all over, feeling that everyone in the hall was possessed by evil spirits!
His gaze swept across the room and then suddenly fixed on the culprit—"Lu Renjia," who was still lying on the ground pretending to be dead!
It must be a rumor spread by that bastard!
With a swift step forward, Yan Qiubai disregarded everything else and yanked "Lu Renjia" up from the ground, grabbing his collar and his voice trembling with heart-wrenching pain.
"It's you?!"
"Are you making up baseless accusations against me?!"
"What the hell are you?!"
"Why are you spouting nonsense here?! Who ordered you to do this?! Speak! What kind of bastard are you spouting?! If you don't explain yourself clearly today, I'll tear your mouth apart right now!"
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