"Fan Li committed suicide out of fear of punishment. His death is not a pity!"

"If she hadn't colluded with the demons and stolen the sect's sacred weapon, how could the Tianji Sect be conquered so easily!"

"Fortunately, we have our Junior Sister. She is very popular. She has a lot of followers. Even those great people who we have never seen before are rushing to help. Who in the cultivation world can have such a strong appeal?"

"I heard that the damn traitor was hung in the square for public display. Come on, go on, step on him!"

…

Countless insults entered Fan Li's head. People punched and kicked her with expressions of hatred as if they were looking at the murderer of her father.

No, that's not the case.

She is not a traitor, she has not colluded with demons, and she has not stolen the holy weapon that protects the sect!

She did not commit suicide out of fear of punishment. She spent all her life's efforts on repairing the rift in the demon world, and finally the demonic energy entered her body and she died without being able to resist!

Song Xixi can testify to all this!

But no matter how hard Fan Li shouted, people could not hear the voice of the wronged soul.

Just when Fan Li was feeling lost and helpless, she saw a man flying down on a sword, like a god descending from heaven.

The man had a handsome face and an air of authority, and he exuded an invisible aura of dominance.

"Big Brother..." Fan Li felt extremely aggrieved and instinctively wanted to get close to him.

This person is not only her senior brother, but also her lifelong Taoist partner, Su Muqing.

However, just as Fan Li took a step forward, his body suddenly froze.

She saw the eldest brother holding the hand of a woman in white, his eyes gentle and full of love.

"You are not in good health and are always afraid of cold. Why do you have to come to this dirty place?" Su Muqing warmed the woman's hands with both of his own, which was extremely considerate.

Fan Li's heart was filled with a subtle and intense pain.

The woman in white had a graceful posture, and her facial features were hazy under the veil, but even if she turned into ashes, Fan Li would recognize her!

Song Xixi!

The white-clothed woman's eyes were filled with pity, and she said, "Senior Sister is certainly wrong, but she is dead after all. Isn't it too much for Master to let her be abused by mortals like this? Senior Sister is such a proud person, this must be more painful for her than death."

Su Muqing's eyes were cold and ruthless: "Master did this because she deserved to die. What's more, she has always treated you badly. Why do you sympathize with her?"

Hearing this, Fan Li closed his eyes, as if falling into an icy cave.

"That's right!" A baby-faced boy popped up and said, "Junior sister, you are too kind. Good people are often bullied by dogs!"

"Second brother, my sister is not that bad. It's all my fault." The woman's voice was so thin and soft that if they didn't have excellent hearing, they probably wouldn't have been able to hear it.

Gu Xingyuan immediately shouted excitedly: "She is not bad? Let's not talk about the past. This time she almost killed everyone! If you hadn't filled that hole, not to mention the Tianji Sect, all the people in the world would be doomed!"

What hole?

When Fan Li heard what his second senior brother said, an unbelievable guess came to his mind.

Then Song Xixi said softly, "This is what I should do. In the past, my brothers protected me. This time, it's my turn to protect everyone."

The other four brothers also came, and they happened to hear Song Xixi's heartfelt words, and their hearts softened.

Fan Li took a few steps back and finally understood everything.

When the cracks in the demon world were repaired, only the two of them were present, and she herself died. Whether it was a merit or a fault, it was up to Song Xixi to decide!

But what Fan Li never expected was that this woman not only stole her credit, but also framed her!

Song Xixi, how dare you!

Fan Li hated her so much that he wanted to go up and fight her to the death.

But what she hated most were these men in front of her whom she once regarded as family!

She grew up with them since childhood and was more like a family member than a family member. However, they did not believe her and easily believed the one-sided words of a newcomer!

They are even more hateful than Song Xixi!

In front of everyone, Song Xixi looked very self-blaming.

"In fact, I can understand Senior Sister. If I hadn't appeared and stolen the attention of the senior brothers, Senior Sister wouldn't have turned from love to hate and committed such a heinous crime."

Su Muqing frowned and said unhappily: "Fan Li was originally your substitute, she asked for too much."

Hearing the word "substitute", Fan Li raised his head in confusion, as if something was about to break out of the ground.

At this moment, Yunmeng Zhenren, dressed in indigo robe, appeared.

Everyone bowed their heads and said respectfully, "Master."

Master Yunmeng looked at Song Xixi, and a hint of tenderness appeared on his usually serious face. "Good boy, why are you still calling me Master? You should change your words and call me dad."

Song Xixi was stunned for a moment, then threw herself into Yunmeng Zhenren's arms, tears streaming down her face.

Master Yunmeng said with guilt and pampering, "I'm sorry for making you suffer these years. Your father has extracted Fan Li's spiritual roots. When your father transfers her ice spiritual roots to you, your cold illness will be cured."

"What should I do..." Song Xixi wiped her tears, and the corners of her mouth under the veil couldn't help but rise.

Yunmeng Zhenren said without any emotion: "I thought Fan Li was a genius, but she turned out to be a waste. Moreover, she has too many delusions and is not worthy of being a cultivator. The master said personally that your talent for cultivation is not lower than Fan Li's, it's just that it was delayed."

Master Yunmeng said, patting the girl's head: "The change of spiritual roots was also agreed by our master himself. Fan Li's ice spiritual roots are unique, it would be a pity to waste them. Good child, practice well, don't let your senior sister down."

I see!

It is so!

Song Xixi is the long-lost biological daughter of Yunmeng Zhenren, and she, Fan Li, is just a cheap substitute!

They all knew the truth, except her!

Fan Li was filled with sadness. The last bit of hope was completely shattered, and the doubts he had long had were finally answered.

No wonder every time she tried her best to please everyone, Song Xixi would always reveal a meaningful expression intentionally or unintentionally.

It's like watching a funny clown striving for a result that will never be achieved.

It's ridiculous. She would rather believe that the reason why Master Yunmeng went against everyone's opinion and accepted a person with useless spiritual roots as his last disciple was because he was overflowing with sympathy, and she never doubted Song Xixi's identity.

Ridiculous, so ridiculous!

…

After the people vented their anger, they gradually dispersed.

Gu Xingyuan came to Fan Li's dilapidated body and looked down at her.

"Junior sister, goodbye."

A ball of scorching, dazzling fire gathered in his palm, and the next moment, Fan Li's body and soul were engulfed by the flames.

Gu Xingyuan was born into an alchemy family and possessed the purest fire spiritual root. His flames could burn everything, including souls.

They want to wipe out Fan Li and eliminate all future troubles.

Even Song Xixi stopped pretending, her eyebrows curved into crescent shapes, like a winner.

Fan Li's body was destroyed, his soul shed tears of blood, and his hatred grew wildly along with the burning fireworks.

She hated them for being so heartless and ungrateful, and she hated herself even more for not being able to judge people well and for mistakenly treating this place as her only home.

When she was six years old, she was picked up from a pile of dead bodies by Yunmeng Zhenren and raised in the Tianji Sect.

It was Master Yunmeng who said it herself that Tianji Sect will always be her home.

He also said that he had lost a daughter and that if she wished, she could call him dad in private.

When she was twelve years old, it was found that she had a single ice spiritual root, making her the only genius with ice spiritual root in the entire lower cultivation world. So it was natural for her to become Yunmeng Zhenren's disciple, and her status was almost as high as that of the chief disciple Su Muqing.

She is ranked seventh, and her senior brothers and sisters all call her Xiaoqi. There is no place in the Tianji Sect that Xiaoqi cannot go. In everyone's eyes, she is the free and proud Xiaoqi.

Until a frail and sickly girl named Song Xixi moved into the Treasure Pavilion.

Zhenbao, Zhenbao, it turns out that the answer was given long ago. She just deceived herself and didn't want to believe it.

"You gave me delusions that I shouldn't have, but in the end you blamed me for wanting too much."

All the things in the past flashed by like a revolving lantern, love and hate waxed and waned, and finally turned into a stagnant pool, and the heart was as dead as ashes.

If she could do it all over again, she would never try to please others again, she would only please herself.

She doesn't want to be their Xiaoqi either, she is just Fan Li.

She wants to cut off all love and devote herself to practicing Taoism.

Boom——!

There was a loud thunder in the broad daylight, and a dazzling golden light struck straight down, shaking the world of cultivation three times.

In a trance, Fan Li heard a distant voice.

"Fan Li, you finally got it."

"You have the purest innate ice spirit root, and are naturally suited to practicing the ruthless way. If you change to this way, you will redefine 'genius'. The entire lower cultivation world will not be able to catch up with you. Song Xixi is nothing."

"There is no time to lose. While your state of mind remains unchanged, start practicing immediately!"

Fan Li looked around, but there was no trace of his fellow brothers. There was only a vast expanse of white. He asked in surprise, "Who are you?"

"I?"

The voice was vague and vague, revealing a sense of freedom and uninhibitedness.

"You just need to know that I have met many geniuses, but they all call me a genius."

"And now, I am just a lonely soul. You can call me Wuxiang. From now on, I will teach you, and no one will look down on you."

Fan Li smiled bitterly and said, "But I'm already dead, how can I still practice Taoism?"

"Who said you were dead?"

Wuxiang laughed loudly, and Fan Li didn't understand what he was laughing at.

"Innate Merciless Saint Body, you are not dead, but your heart is dead. If you don't believe me, why don't you open your eyes and take a look?"