Actually, Tu Hongye knew exactly what he was thinking. He wanted to use Shen Beiming and Wen Shuang to test what other tricks Xiang Wan had up her sleeve. But after Shen Beiming unleashed Ghost Mountain, Tu Hongye suddenly couldn't bring himself to do it.
His master wouldn't allow anyone else to touch him! Not even a single hair!
Therefore, he changed his strategy, stalling for time to toy with Shen Beiming, hoping to kill him by Wen Shuang's sword and thus forge a natural alliance with the Qingshui Sect. However, he didn't expect that Wen Shuang would see through his scheme but choose not to expose it.
She dealt with Shen Beiming's soul, so his body would naturally be his responsibility. As for the Mo Xie Sword, it was probably Wen Shuang's way of thanking him for his help, leaving it to him to dispose of as a spoil of war.
He was only momentarily stunned, and his master misunderstood that he had taken a liking to Wen Shuang. Heaven and earth can bear witness, he didn't want to have another ambiguous relationship for no reason. It wouldn't help his future at all. It would be a fool not to be confused.
After such a battle, Xiang Wan saw it clearly: Tu Hongye wasn't tired; he was just pretending to be dizzy.
Considering that this kid hadn't disgraced the sect, Xiang Wan decided not to expose him and helped him lie down to the side.
She sheathed the Moye sword, and the corpse was completely corroded by the medicinal powder that Xiang Wan carried with her. Only after there was nothing suspicious within a hundred meters did she put away the jade pendant.
Reaching out, Xiang Wan patted each of the people trapped in the illusion awake, then swung the contract in her hand, making a rustling sound in the wind.
The people who were awakened were all covered in a cold sweat.
They were terrified. Surrounded by ghosts and completely naked, they couldn't run away no matter how hard they tried, and they couldn't be killed no matter how hard they fought. Several times they nearly fell prey to the ghosts. They tried to faint, but couldn't. Could anyone be more miserable than them? They were scared out of their wits.
After finally regaining consciousness, they saw Xiang Wan smiling as she asked them to sign.
Emma, as long as they don't have to go through those excruciating experiences again, I'll make them do anything!
Everyone signed the contract, those who had sacred objects handed them over, and those who didn't give some money, considering it a surrender to the church.
Such a powerful magical artifact would definitely kill them if they were in their shoes; they'd be lucky to escape with their lives. Besides, the Taoist priest hasn't even made a move yet, and one of his disciples is already this powerful. Joining the Three Pure Ones Sect doesn't seem like such a bad deal.
Before leaving, everyone bowed to Xiang Wan, hoping that she could really win the championship and they could be in the limelight afterward.
"Master, how did I do?"
The crowd dispersed, and Tu Hongye quickly woke up and started pestering Xiang Wan for praise.
"There's one more thing we absolutely must not let our guard down about."
Killing someone he had a grudge against in a past life—what's there to praise? At best, it's just not bad.
"I thought that Master was going to wipe out the entire Pingyang Sect."
Hmm, that's a great idea. Xiang Wan likes it.
The Pingyang Cult's practices were contrary to the natural order, indiscriminately killing both good and evil spirits, blurring the lines between good and evil. Let them be destroyed; after all, once they're gone, only one of the Three Pure Ones Cult and the Pingyang Cult can exist.
Throughout their journey, Xiang Wan and her disciple made it their duty to save lives. Whenever they encountered someone being ambushed, if they observed that the person's behavior was not suspicious, they would rescue them and bring them into their sect. The sacred objects they possessed, naturally, ended up in Xiang Wan's pocket under the guise of repaying the life-saving grace.
They robbed and rescued people along the way, reaping considerable rewards.
What? The Three Pure Ones Sect committed murder? That's not true. She only saved those who deserved it. Killing bandits is perfectly normal for her.
After being rescued, as long as these people do not harbor greed and remain prudent, they will naturally be free from any further danger to their lives. Being both reasonable and capable, she has unknowingly gained a high standing in their eyes.
Along the way, she did encounter ghosts, but Xiang Wan primarily focused on educating them. Although it took some time, eliminating their obsessions and allowing them to reincarnate was far better than forcibly erasing them or dispelling their resentment.
When encountering ghosts with excessively malevolent intentions, the peach wood sword and compass proved invaluable. These two treasures, obtained from the old Taoist priest, became dazzlingly bright and shimmering with golden light after being imbued with spiritual energy, possessing the miraculous effect of suppressing and exorcising ghosts. However, Xiang Wan gave them all to Tu Hongye.
The future belongs to Tu Hongye. She only needs to be responsible for establishing the Sanqing Sect. Other matters will be arranged by her disciples. She wants to be a hands-off manager.
After struggling through most of the night, just as they were about to reach the exit, they encountered Yang Sheng, who was dressed in a solemn manner.
Yang Sheng is a man with an aura like a drawn sword; he is not easy to approach, yet impossible to ignore.
Tu Hongye stood before Xiang Wan, sword in hand, as steady as a rock.
Xiang Wan understands her apprentice's desire to protect her, but this matter must eventually come to a conclusion.
"Amitabha Buddha, Benefactor Yang Sheng, I have long admired you!"
"Who is it?" Yang Sheng's eyes blazed.
"I am the leader of the Three Pure Ones Sect, and this is my disciple, Tu Hongye," Xiang Wan said, bowing.
"The Three Pure Ones Sect? Never heard of it."
That's really direct.
"I have a question that I do not understand. I would like to ask you, benefactor, if you can enlighten me."
"What is it?"
If someone bullies or insults you, what will you do?
"kill!"
If someone loves you and respects you, how would you respond?
Yang Sheng frowned.
"If someone supports you but keeps it from you, what will you do?"
"Sowing discord? Hmph, how naive!"
"Whether I am sowing discord or not, Benefactor Yang, ask yourself honestly, and you will know the answer. As far as I know, Shen Guang loves talent, but he is also greedy for it. If you were not exceptionally talented, you would probably be long gone, reunited with your family. The Pingyang Sect leaves neither survivors nor ghosts. Why is that? Benefactor, you might as well think about it from a different perspective. Looking at the entire Great Zhou Dynasty, if you want to find lost relatives, as long as their souls are still alive, you can surely find one or two. But in your Yang family of over a hundred people, not a single soul still exists in the world. Why is that?"
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