Chapter 92 World Four (Nineteen)
The hall was so quiet that you could almost hear a pin drop.
Ye Muya tightened her grip and opened her lips to explain something.
But when his eyes met the master's calm gaze, his mind was suddenly shrouded in a hazy mist and he could not argue.
The master sitting at the head is not a dull person who only believes one side of the story. On the contrary, the master has a sharp eye and his own standards of judgment.
After the master read the clues presented, he finally came to the same conclusion as Ye Muya.
Ye Muya's face paled as she listened to her master's words, asking Bai Jiqing to bring Xie Wenying over. She had once thought that someone else had framed her, deliberately trying to alienate the relationship between her senior brother and Yun Ningfeng. However, after spending so much time, she still hadn't found sufficient evidence to prove her senior brother's innocence.
His tall, slender figure stood tall like a verdant pine or cypress. Xie Wenying stood below him, simply calling out "Master" before quietly stepping aside, awaiting his instructions.
Apart from the supreme martial arts, Xie Wenying seems unmoved by anything else.
As the eldest senior brother of Yun Ning Peak, he is extremely qualified. He treats all his junior brothers and sisters equally and is impartial in his actions and dealings.
But among everyone in the hall, the only person who knew Xie Wenying's true nature was the old man with white hair and long beard - his eldest disciple, who seemed chivalrous but was actually cold-hearted and heartless.
Although Yun Ning Peak was detached from the secular world, its many disciples were, after all, mortals, not immortals. As mortals, they had desires, yearnings, and aspirations, and their faces would reflect emotions of joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness.
But Xie Wenying is different. When the poor and weak are bullied, he helps them.
You won't feel warm in your heart because of the other person's gratitude, nor will you feel sad because the rescuer stands by and watches him get hurt.
Such a ruthless person, although an extremely rare martial arts genius, always makes people feel uneasy.
The master had no intention of concealing the clues or secretly attacking them. He laid out all the clues clearly in front of Xie Wenying and asked, "The person who hurt the disciples of Yun Ningfeng was following your orders."
Xie Wenying's dark, deep eyes swept over the various clues laid out before her—
The torn clothes, the fallen wooden sign, and the description of the attacker's movements and techniques by the injured disciples... all the clues pointed to him alone.
Xie Wenying frowned slightly and said coldly, "Absurd."
The elder sitting upright remained silent.
Xie Wenying's voice was as cold as frost and snow, piercing his bones. "How can we take seriously clues fabricated by such scoundrels? Master, do you believe them?"
When asking this question, Xie Wenying's brows hardened. There was a distance of dozens of steps between him and his master.
Xie Wenying was tall, so she could look directly into her master's eyes without looking up.
Although he was not good at dealing with people, he could see at this time that this elder in a higher position did not trust him at all.
Perhaps because he is too old, the master treats all his disciples with a cold attitude.
Facing Xie Wenying, who was possibly framed, he did not trust her, but only expressed appropriate and reasonable disbelief from the perspective of an outsider.
The master believed more in cold clues than in the eldest disciple he taught personally.
The elder's eyes were sharp, seemingly casual, but in fact he was carefully observing Xie Wenying's expression.
Faced with such suspicion, if it were the other disciples of Yun Ning Peak, they would definitely be heartbroken and distracted.
But Xie Wenying was not like that. He just asked in a flat tone, "Do you believe it?" After confirming that he was not trusted but suspected, his eyes turned slightly cold and he stood there like an evergreen pine tree.
From beginning to end, he did not show any surprise or panic.
"I didn't do it."
An extremely cold voice echoed in the somewhat empty hall.
"I won't do it either."
This condensed atmosphere made Ye Muya feel uneasy. She stepped forward and raised her doubts: "Master, I think this is too much... As the eldest disciple of Yun Ning Peak, why did Senior Brother hurt the other disciples? This - this is really incomprehensible."
On Yunning Peak, Xie Wenying's martial arts skills are outstanding, and the other disciples are far behind him. Why would he need to send others to secretly enter Yunning Peak and attack other disciples?
Bai Jiqing followed closely behind, also not believing that this was Xie Wenying's doing: "The person who planned this must have some ulterior motive. Senior Brother is a man of high rank and integrity, and would not do such a mean thing.
Master, I think the most important thing right now is not to track down the person behind this, but to find the antidote and heal the injured disciples.
That poison was truly bizarre. Several of my junior brothers were covered in blood, looking horrifying."
Qu Linglong, standing next to her master, lowered her brows, her heart filled with disbelief.
Although she felt that Xie Wenying had changed and was no longer the senior brother who doted on her.
But how could the eldest brother do such a thing as harming his fellow disciples?
Qu Linglong opened her mouth to plead for Xie Wenying, but the red-tailed phoenix pearl hairpin in her hair reflected a dazzling light that dazzled her.
Bai Jiqing's words of pleading echoed in her ears——
Several disciples were suffering from excruciating pain, yet she was pleading for mercy on behalf of the culprit.
Qu Linglong shook her head slightly, and the day when Yunning Peak was attacked flashed through her mind.
Before Xie Wenying arrived, other disciples protected Qu Linglong and blocked a sword for her.
Otherwise, the one lying on the bed today, unconscious with festering wounds all over her body, would be her, Qu Linglong!
"Master."
When Qu Linglong heard her own voice, it was as if her soul had left her body. She looked at her own appearance, frowned, and spoke in a spoiled and angry voice.
"If you make a mistake, you will be blamed. That's what the eldest brother said. Why is it no longer counted now?"
Ye Muya's body stiffened slightly. She had never thought that Qu Linglong would say such a thing. Among all the disciples of Yunning Peak, Qu Linglong was the one who was taken care of the most by Xie Wenying.
She was Yun Ningfeng's junior sister, unskilled in martial arts and unmotivated, only fond of shiny hairpins. Xie Wenying would buy one for her every trip down the mountain. But today, she had actually said such words... Ye Muya's heart skipped a beat, and she subconsciously glanced at Xie Wenying's expression, guessing he must be in disbelief and deeply saddened, after all, being slandered in such a way by someone so close to him.
But what caught Ye Muya's eyes was Xie Wenying's cold expression and slightly pursed thin lips.
“Master!”
"Master."
For a moment, the hall was in chaos. The master glanced at them coldly, and the pressure from his body made several people silent.
He stood up, walked to Xie Wenying's side, and reached out his palm towards Xie Wenying's shoulder. However, instead of comforting him, he began to block his meridians, making it difficult for Xie Wenying to perform martial arts.
"Trapped in a water dungeon."
The master looked at Ye Muya, who looked anxious, and continued, "If there is something else going on, we will wait until the truth is revealed before releasing him."
Looking at Xie Wenying's receding figure, and with his master's warning in front of him, Ye Muya could only respond in a deep voice, "Yes."
When Bai Jiqing sent Qu Linglong back, the usually lively Qu Linglong had a trace of regret on her face: "I shouldn't have said that to Senior Brother."
Bai Jiqing nodded gently, but he also tried to comfort the dejected Qu Linglong: "You are also concerned about the injured disciples, so it is understandable."
He looked up at the dark sky, where cotton-like snowflakes were falling.
The water dungeon is already damp and cold, and on a snowy day like this, the cold must be even worse.
Bai Jiqing whispered, "I wonder how the treasured fan is doing?"
Qu Linglong frowned: "She is not fine, so what will happen."
Bai Jiqing shook his head gently. "It's very cold in the snow, and Baoshan is weak. Normally, I'd be fine with my senior brother taking care of me, but now..."
Speaking of the treasured fan, the regret in Qu Linglong's heart just now disappeared in an instant: while she was so entangled in thinking about it, Xie Wenying was probably only thinking about whether the treasured fan was cold and whether it had caught a cold.
A thick layer of snow had already accumulated on the ground. Bai Jiqing's boots trod on it, leaving gray-black footprints. He approached the house, just as he was about to add lamp oil. Bai Jiqing noticed the movement beside him, paused slightly, and frowned. Only when he realized who was coming did he put away the move he was about to make.
He flipped his palm lightly, bringing up gusts of cold wind.
Bai Jiqing said coldly: "How dare you, idiot!"
He actually dared to run to Yunning Peak. If he was seen by other disciples, it would cause chaos. It would be a small matter if he lost his life, but it would be terrible if something serious happened.
The figure in the darkness chuckled softly and said, "In front of the disciples of Yun Ning Peak, you acted like a considerate senior brother, but why are you scolding so harshly in front of your own death warriors?
For a moment, I couldn't tell which one was your confidant."
Bai Jiqing ignored him and did not continue to light the oil lamp. He sat down in the dark under the meager white moonlight.
The man stood with his arms around his shoulders, leaning against the wall. His face could not be seen in the darkness, but a smiling voice was heard.
“If we hadn’t sent the boxes and cages, how could we have induced the poison in those disciples’ bodies?
And your little sister, if she is not deceived, how can she be of use to us?"
Bai Jiqing's eyes were cold: "You're being nosy."
Even without the red-tailed phoenix pearl hairpin, he could still accomplish his goal, and it would be even more seamless.
Qu Linglong's character was unstable, and he could easily induce her to turn against Xie Wenying with a little guidance.
Just thinking of Xie Wenying's expression today, Bai Jiqing's eyebrows were clearly divided.
His original plan was to make Xie Wenying isolated from his friends and relatives and give rise to distracting thoughts, which would cause him to become mentally unstable and go astray when practicing martial arts.
At that time, he would use the drug that could confuse the mind, and he would surely make Xie Wenying become the sword in his hand, an invincible tool.
As a member of the royal family, Bai Jiqing has been accustomed to conspiracy and intrigue since he was a child.
Being able to manipulate spiritual energy was a pleasant surprise for Bai Jiqing. He entered Yun Ning Peak and studied martial arts with his master. His desire for the secular world did not gradually diminish as his martial arts skills improved, but instead grew even stronger.
Bai Jiqing knew that Xie Wenying was a martial arts genius. Compared to his older master, he was more like a martial artist who could glimpse the fairyland and was one step away from the immortal realm.
Bai Jiqing saw through Xie Wenying's cold heart and gradually became interested in her.
I have spiritual energy. If I can also hold supreme power, even if I have no chance to enter the fairyland, it doesn't matter.
But the road to seizing power is too difficult, and Bai Jiqing needs a sharpened sword to clear the obstacles for him.
——Xie Wenying is the chosen one.
Bai Jiqing originally thought that letting Qu Linglong speak harshly to Xie Wenying would break Xie Wenying's hard heart, but he didn't expect that it would be in vain.
The figure in the darkness wondered, "This is not a smart move to frame someone."
What if it fails?
Bai Jiqing's gaze was deep, like a bottomless ravine. He thought to himself: I won't fail. He just picked out the clues, enough to arouse everyone's suspicion.
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