However, he took Yiyi to the main hall and committed disgraceful acts, which not only tarnished the sect's reputation but also tainted the entire sect.
If he had been caught red-handed by someone, that would have been one thing, but to be caught by a disciple who had a grudge against him... He couldn't help but spit out blood when he thought about how he and Yiyi had been pinned to the ground naked and being scolded, without even being given clothes, and how the disciples who rushed over to watch the spectacle had seen their bodies clearly, along with the veiled mockery and comments.
He coughed up blood, collapsed to the ground, his hands icy cold, knowing that his disgrace was imminent. When he first joined the sect, he was a spirited and brilliant genius, admired by the elders.
But in the blink of an eye, he fell from the sky, and it's likely he'll never be able to recover.
Those elders who once loved him so much, and who secretly sought him out to become their disciples after Fairy Red Moon's nascent soul was shattered by Daoist Lingxiao, all revealed their coldness and contempt.
The mouth that once showered him with affection and made so many promises now speaks of rebuke.
Even though he was still a genius, they no longer wanted him.
"I beg the Sect Leader to hear me out." Yue Xizhi knew he was doomed.
Regardless, he and Yiyi had indeed engaged in an inappropriate intimacy. He knew his defenses were futile, yet he still tried to prove his innocence, kowtowing forcefully to the Guangming Sect Leader and whispering, "Even if this disciple were shameless, I would never cause trouble in the sect's main hall." He heard someone scoff, closed his eyes briefly, and continued, "Even if this disciple is confused, the main hall is usually sealed by an array. With my shallow cultivation, how could I possibly break through the array and enter the grand formation?"
"Even if you have that ability, I would rather find a simpler and more secluded place than go through the trouble of breaking through the great formation."
"I'm afraid you just like exciting places," a high-level cultivator said sarcastically.
This person had also secretly tried to recruit him, but Yue Xizhi refused. He knew that this elder was seeking revenge.
However, Yue Xizhi was unable to refute such vile and malicious speculations.
"What about Daoist Master? Do you think of me the same way?" He ignored everyone else and only looked at Shen Wangshu with expectant eyes.
He always felt that she should believe in him, and that no matter what he did, she would believe in him and protect him...
This was a very strange idea. Yue Xizhi knew it was impossible, but he still couldn't help having this thought in his mind.
Shen Wangshu would ignore him completely, but her indifference was her answer.
Yue Xizhi's eyes dimmed. He bit his lip, looked at the high-ranking cultivators in the hall, and looked down at his disheveled appearance.
She didn't believe him.
Never mind, Lingxiao Daozun's understanding of him is limited; he actually still has Ling'er...
He looked ashamed.
He had developed feelings for Yiyi behind Ling'er's back, and he was sorry to her, but in his heart, Ling'er still had a place for him. This innocent and lovely junior sister was always devoted to him; how could he possibly hurt her or leave her?
He will take responsibility for Yiyi, and he will not abandon Ling'er, who truly loves him.
As he was thinking about these things, he heard the girl's sorrowful sobs coming from outside the hall.
The sound of crying was all too familiar, causing a look of reluctance and hesitation to appear on Yue Xizhi's face. He couldn't help but turn his head to look outside the main hall.
In the plaza of the main hall, a young girl with an incredulous expression was crying pitifully.
She had always been cheerful and always smiling, but she seemed to have been deeply hurt, crying so hard she could hardly breathe. Unable to enter the main hall, she squatted on the ground of the white jade square, letting her fellow disciples gossip about her, her eyes red and swirling around. Seeing Ling'er so heartbroken because of his betrayal, Yue Xizhi felt a pang of pain in his heart, and a trace of emotion appeared on his face. He said softly, "I didn't mean to." He would make it up to Ling'er in the future, and have her stay by his side, becoming good sisters with Yiyi.
By then, Ling'er will have someone who loves and cares for her.
Yi Yi once told him that she felt sorry for Ling'er, who was from a cold-hearted family, and that she would take care of her as an older sister in the future.
Yiyi is also very understanding, Ling'er will definitely be very happy.
"Oh, there's another one outside," a high-level cultivator said with a smile.
These words were too frivolous and completely lacked the demeanor of a Nascent Soul cultivator. The sect leader of Guangming Sect frowned, somewhat displeased.
However, when he saw Ling'er crying outside, her face pale with grief, and then looked at the disciples watching the commotion, and considered that the Demonic Sect was probably laughing to themselves somewhere, his expression immediately darkened. He raised his hand and pulled Ling'er inside with a beam of light, then coldly rebuked her, "Is this a place where you can act so presumptuously?! You worthless thing, you have disgraced the sect!"
He had always been concerned with the trivial matters of the sect, but he had never dealt with such jealousy and rivalry before, so he was in a difficult position. Moreover, Daoist Xiwu had once been very fond of Ling'er, and he was afraid that Daoist Xiwu was still troubled by this girl.
Daoist Xiwu was a rare wise man in the sect, and since they were on good terms, the sect leader of Guangming Sect did not want Daoist Xiwu to be unhappy.
It's unacceptable for anyone to see a woman they used to like crying their heart out for another man.
However, at this moment, Daoist Xiwu was tenderly massaging the paws of the dark fox in his arms, looking completely unconcerned.
"This fox looks better now." The dark fox was so black that the Guangming Sect leader didn't have any aesthetic sense. Seeing the fox raising its head and paws with a contented look, he held back for a moment before whispering to Daoist Xiwu, "It seems that its fur is also softer. You've taken good care of it."
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