Chapter 676
Wen Xin said coldly, "Even if his soul is scattered, it is not enough to atone for his sins."
"lady……"
"Enough!"
The God of Fate swallowed the blood from his throat, slowly straightened his aged back, and his gaze was no longer as spirited and gentle as before, but filled with pain beneath the calm and desolate expression.
"Lan Yi, you've fallen into demonic possession."
"Master!"
“Since you still call me Master, then I have the right to deal with you. Maliciously altering the fate of a great benefactor is an unforgivable crime, and the Temple of Fate cannot keep you here.”
"No, Master..."
Lan Yi desperately tried to grab the hem of the God of Fate's robe.
The Lord of Fate no longer showed any pity for his disciple and coldly brushed her aside. "Since you have willingly fallen into depravity, go and experience the bitterness of love in the Small Sky. From now on, your life, death, success, and failure will have nothing to do with the Temple of Fate. Our master-disciple relationship ends here."
“Master, please don’t treat your disciple like this. Your disciple deserves to die. Your disciple is willing to perish and disappear to atone for his sins. I only beg you, Master, not to expel me from the sect.”
Lan Yi kept kowtowing to the God of Fate, her forehead bleeding profusely, but she didn't stop.
The God of Fate didn't even glance at her, raising his hand to send her into the cycle of reincarnation.
"Wait a minute."
Qin Yue spoke calmly.
The Lord of Fate froze, bowing his head in shame. "What are your orders, Your Majesty? Do you feel I have been too lenient?"
Qin Yue didn't answer, but coldly scrutinized Lan Yi, "Back then, when Xing Ran led the demons to invade the Great World, you were the one who cleared the way for him and covered for him in the Temple of Fate, weren't you?"
Upon hearing these words, both Wen Xin and the God of Fate's expressions changed drastically.
If Lan Yi was merely deceived by Xing Ran's feelings, altered Wen Xin's fate, and hid him in the Temple of Fate to evade the Nine Heavens' pursuit, then it wouldn't be considered an unforgivable crime.
But if she lets Xingran lead the demons into the Great World and start a war, then she is so insane that she can't distinguish right from wrong, and deserves to die.
The God of Fate was teetering on the brink of collapse, unable to believe that he had taught such a wicked disciple.
He was breathing heavily, his finger trembling as he pointed at Lan Yi, "Speak!"
Lan Yi collapsed to the ground, sobbing uncontrollably, "It's...it's me!"
"evil creature!"
The God of Fate was furious and wanted to kill this wicked disciple on the spot.
How dare she? How dare she?
Wen Xin was also incredulous.
Where did Lan Yi get the courage?
Qin Yue remained calm and said coldly, "Lord Si Ming, this matter is no longer a private matter of the Si Ming Temple. Her sins will be judged by the Nine Heavens."
The God of Fate naturally understood this principle, and dejectedly lowered his hand, filled with despair.
The old man knelt down before Qin Yue, trembling, to beg for forgiveness.
Even though he knew nothing about it, Lan Yi was his apprentice, and she had committed such a serious mistake right under his nose, so he also bore some responsibility.
Qin Yue didn't say anything about it, but simply waved his hand and threw Lan Yi into the prison.
Lan Yi was just a pawn; He didn't really care whether she lived or died. The real culprit was...
Qin Yue narrowed his deep eyes and looked at the red-clad man lying silently on the ground.
Previously, in the void rift, He saved Ah Xin while also severely injuring Xing Ran.
He showed almost no mercy at the time. If Xingran hadn't been an extremely evil spirit with a tough enough life, she would have been annihilated long ago.
Although he has survived, he will not get any good results.
At this moment, Qin Yue only needed a single thought to make Xing Ran disappear from this world forever.
only……
He glanced at his young wife beside him, and ultimately decided not to take Xingran's life out of selfishness.
Xingran's guilt and punishment will also be decided by the gods together.
Qin Yue raised his hand and sent him into the prison as well.
As for the Temple of Fate, Qin Yue did not pursue the matter for the time being. However, after this incident, the Temple of Fate's prestige in the Nine Heavens was likely to be greatly diminished.
Moreover, if the God of Fate does not provide an explanation, it will surely incur the dissatisfaction of the gods.
Even though the existence of the Temple of Fate is itself one of the rules of heaven and earth, it has aroused the wrath of the people, and the gods will no longer entrust the fate of all living beings to the Temple of Fate.
Without public trust, the Temple of Fate is destined for destruction.
That would likely lead to another period of chaos.
Wen Xin pinched her throbbing temples, but there was nothing she could control.
Perhaps the decline of the Temple of Fate was also a kind of destiny.
But no matter what, the God of Fate was indeed badly let down by his love-struck disciple.
Looking at the frail old man who could barely stand, Wen Xin could only sigh.
...
As Wen Xin left the Temple of Fate, she turned to look at this divine realm. Compared to the holy and majestic atmosphere she had arrived in, it now seemed shrouded in shadow, adding a touch of desolation and heaviness, like the setting sun.
Qin Yue held his wife's hand and said gently, "The fact that the fate of all living beings is entirely controlled by the Temple of Fate is a hidden danger. It's only a matter of time before something bad happens."
Wen Xin looked at Him in surprise. Did this mean that the disintegration of the Temple of Fate was inevitable?
Qin Yue chuckled and tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear. "The changing of the sun and moon, the rise and fall of dynasties, are simply an inevitable law."
Even gods do not have true immortality. Birth, growth, prosperity, decline, and destruction are all laws that no being can escape, including Him.
Many years later, another deity bearing the mandate of heaven will surely be born to overthrow His rule and establish a new order, just as He did in the past.
Looking into His vast, unfathomable eyes, Wen Xin's heart suddenly raced. She felt a sense of unease, as if she were walking on cotton. The fear came unexpectedly, making her unable to resist leaning into His arms and holding Him tightly.
They feared that He, like the Lord of Fate, might suddenly fall from heaven to hell.
What should she do?
Sensing her deep longing, Qin Yue chuckled softly, his chest trembling slightly. He reached out and embraced her, his eyes softening gently.
“Ah Xin, don’t be afraid. Your husband will not perish easily.”
For at least tens of thousands of years, no god could threaten Him, let alone overthrow Him.
"Unless... Ah Xin makes the move."
Wen Xin's already anxious heart was now stuck in a rut.
She couldn't help but glare at him fiercely, unaware that her eyes were filled with tenderness and affection, possessing no power whatsoever. She only stirred the heart and made the venerable one's blood boil.
Qin Yue's Adam's apple bobbed as his large hand roamed over her waist. "Ah Xin!"
Wen Xin's waist went limp, and a tingling sensation made her almost unable to stand.
Having just left the Temple of Fate, still in the space tunnel, not even home yet, what is He planning to do?
Wen Xin bit her lip and punched his chest with her small fist, "You old lecher!"
Qin Yue: "..."
Being indecent is one thing?
Why add the word "old"?
His Majesty was very dissatisfied.
Wen Xin teased him with a half-smile, "Your Excellency, do the math yourself, how many years older are you than me? I'm afraid my ancestors for eighteen generations would have to call you ancestor!"
Qin Yue: "..."
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