Zhu Yi was too lazy to waste words. As the Buddha Lotus seed grew, the specific uses of the Buddha Lotus Divine Punishment kept flashing before his eyes.
"Divine Punishment!" Zhu Yi shouted, and thunderclouds descended in response.
Thunderclouds rolled across the horizon, unlike the common thunderclouds encountered by cultivators undergoing tribulations. The thunderclouds summoned by Zhu Yi carried a powerful and masculine energy that cultivators would gladly yearn for.
The entire sky was bathed in brilliant golden light, and everyone in the Tianlan Sect was immersed in a warm divine blessing.
In an instant, the vegetation flourished, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth flowed continuously towards Zhu Yi, nourishing every corner of Taoshan with abundant spiritual energy.
Inside Zhu Yi's Peach Heart Cottage, Song Xiaohua couldn't withstand such abundant spiritual energy and went into labor, causing Song Dahei to pace anxiously.
On Weiwei's shoulders, there was a small black cub on each side, the two little ones flapping their wings and greedily absorbing the vast spiritual energy around them.
Mu Yu deactivated the array that resisted the demonic energy and stared intently at Zhu Yi's divine punishment with his large, bell-like eyes. This move didn't seem to be from the sect's transmission hall, nor did it resemble the style of the Mirror Immortal...
"Boom!" A golden bolt of lightning struck head-on, and Shen Hanfang felt a sharp pain in her back. The power of divine punishment dispelled the demonic energy that had gathered on her body, and the vengeful spirits and evil aura were also completely destroyed in the lightning.
The scars that Shen Hanfang had been healed by the demonic energy returned to their original state, and the excruciating pain swept over her like a tidal wave.
With the Heartbreak Sword held against Shen Hanfang's neck, Zhu Yi's expression was cold: "Do you have any last words?"
"You bitch! What are you so smug about?" Shen Hanfang kept backing away until she fell to the ground, kicking up a light cloud of dust.
"Kill me or torture me, it's all up to you!"
“I have nothing to be proud of. Your Dao heart is unstable, your intentions are evil, and you willingly fell into demonic ways. Since I have encountered you, I have no choice but to get rid of you.” Zhu Yi’s cold voice was completely calm. “Killing you with my own hands would certainly be a very satisfying thing, but it is not worth it.”
“I didn’t take our previous petty squabbles to heart, but you made two mistakes. First, you shouldn’t have colluded with evil people. Second, you shouldn’t have indiscriminately killed innocent people.”
"You refined the Heart-Corroding Poisonous Insects, harming people's lives. I punish you with the power of Heaven. You are not wronged at all!"
"You! You're talking nonsense! You were the one who caused my sister to be punished first. Do you know how embarrassing it is to have a punishment notice posted outside the sect's mission hall?"
"You even stole the peach tree from the Immortal Peach Realm! We were there first, so any treasures should be ours!"
"Haha! I made a wish on the wishing tree, hoping for a powerful force to kill you, and sure enough, my wishing tree came true! It gave me a heart-eating poisonous insect. I was thinking, how wonderful it would be if I could use this to kill you..."
Although Shen Hanfang was punished by the Buddha Lotus God, and all her demonic and spiritual energy was taken away, making her just like an ordinary person now, Zhu Yi still felt that she had an evil nature, which bothered her a lot.
"You're hopeless. You feel wronged when others punish you, but have you ever considered the trouble your actions have caused others?"
"Reason cannot be clarified without debate, but it's pointless to reason with someone like you. I don't even bother to reason with you. I think sending you home is too lenient a punishment, but to kill you myself would be disgusting."
Zhu Yi's last few words were truly devastating; using such language to address a female cultivator was incredibly insulting.
Mu Yu and two disciples from the Discipline Hall took Shen Hanfang away, whose cultivation had been crippled. As for what to do with her afterward, that was not something Zhu Yi cared about.
"Senior brother, my only request is that she live a life of unbearable pain for the rest of her life."
Mu Yu shuddered and looked up to examine Zhu Yi. He was not surprised that Zhu Yi would make her own request, but the cold and unsmiling demeanor of his junior sister after Jin Lei really puzzled him.
Zhu Yi's hands moved in a series of incantations, and a golden lotus bloomed, releasing a warm divine glow once more. She slowly walked towards Xue Shan, her eyes glistening with tears, her heart filled with a myriad of sorrowful thoughts.
In the dream, Su Linyuan searched the entire cultivation world but couldn't find a way to cure the Heart-Eating Poison Insects. Was she going to have to kill Shanshan herself? Would Shanshan also become a terrifying Asura puppet like in the dream?
Golden light and shimmering dust swept away the demonic clouds and malevolent aura above Peach Mountain. Jinbao rolled around happily in the courtyard, sprawling out and acting cute, while also collecting a little bit of scattered divine essence in a small bottle.
"Woof!" This is for Zhaocai. It will definitely like it after Junior Sister repairs its soul!
Master Yujing nodded, his warm smile as gentle as a spring breeze. He recognized that this golden light was the long-lost divine grace of the cultivation world.
However, the power of this divine radiance is much weaker.
Above the spirit realm, the Azure Phoenix guarding the Heavenly Dao Stele watched with great interest as Zhu Yi attempted to use the power of divine punishment for the first time.
Qingluan was still "feeding" Zhu Yi, just like she was feeding Zhu Yi koi in a fairy lake.
The fair fingers were kneading not fish food, but the long-lost "divine grace" of the cultivation world.
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