Sang Wumian must have been busy healing Xiao Ling, and had no time to control the disciples' conversations.

The whole sect was talking about this matter, and even though the disciples deliberately avoided Nie Yinzhi, some gossip still found its way into her ears. It was

really funny, it seemed that everyone knew that she was Xiao Ling's stand-in, and she was the only one who was kept in the dark.

Even the two maids, Ah Huan and Cheng Bi, heard a lot of gossip. They ran to Nie Yinzhi angrily to complain, "Miss, why are those senior brothers and sisters in the sect saying that you were accepted as a disciple by the Immortal Lord because of Xiao Ling?"

"They also said that you have taken over the Immortal Lord's nest and enjoyed special treatment for so many years, but now you have to pay it all back. They said that you are Xiao Ling's substitute, and now that Xiao Ling is back, you, this weirdo, can't show up in public anymore, and... "

The other words were so hurtful that Ah Huan couldn't say them. She was so angry that she cried, "I'm so angry, why have I never heard these things before?"

"Before, they certainly wouldn't dare to let us hear these things," said Cheng Bi.

Nie Yinzhi was calm. The Yunji Sect had indeed made many exceptions for her. She had indeed been reckless in the past, and there must have been many people who wanted to see her fall.

She raised her eyes and looked at Chengbi's face, "What happened to your face?"

Chengbi turned her head slightly to avoid her gaze, "I accidentally fell to the ground and scratched it."

Nie Yinzhi looked at Ah Huan, and Ah Huan said angrily, "No, it was Senior Brother Zou from the Internal Affairs Hall who talked about the young lady behind her back. Chengbi was so angry that she went forward to argue with him and was pushed to the ground by him."

Nie Yinzhi: "Full name."

"Zou Chenghua."

Chengbi hurriedly said, "Young lady, I'm fine, just apply some medicine."

"You are fine, but your young lady's face is in trouble."

A white light shot into the Yunji Sect's Internal Affairs Hall and landed in front of a person in front of the Baibao Pavilion. Zou Chenghua saw clearly who issued this summons and his face turned pale.

Someone beside him saw that he looked strange and asked, "Brother Zou, what's wrong? Who called you?"

"Sister Nie." Zou Chenghua guessed why she called him over.

In the early morning, he said a few words behind her back, and was overheard by Nie Yinzhi's maid. If she hadn't been so annoying, he wouldn't have bothered to attack an ordinary person without any cultivation.

Zou Chenghua originally thought that Nie Yinzhi was too busy to care about these trivial matters.

But he was an inner disciple after all, and Nie Yinzhi couldn't do anything to him for a maid. But he still asked a junior brother to accompany him to Zhedan Peak.

The crabapple trees on Zhedan Peak bloom all year round, exuding a light fragrance. Among the clusters of flowers are exquisite pavilions and courtyards. Nie Yinzhi comes from a water town, and the cave she lives in is specially built in the style of her hometown.

Monks are self-disciplined and follow the rules, and they are most wary of indulging in external desires. Only Nie Yinzhi is an exception. There are more than ten maids and servants on Zhedan Peak, and curls of smoke are emitted every day.

"Did you hurt Chengbi's face?" Nie Yinzhi said expressionlessly.

Zou Chenghua did not show his dissatisfaction in his heart. He glanced at Chengbi and explained with a bow: "I'm sorry, Senior Sister Nie, Miss Chengbi suddenly rushed over, and I was not careful for a moment and accidentally pushed her down. It was not intentional."

Chengbi pursed her lips and said nothing.

Zou Chenghua lowered his eyes with satisfaction.

Nie Yinzhi had no intention of listening to his explanation. He rubbed his slender white fingers and twisted a willow branch from the table.

To make Cheng Bi, who had always been steady, take action, she must have had nothing nice to say. She kicked Zou Chenghua over and immediately slapped Zou Chenghua on the face with a wicker stick.

The willow branches contained sword energy, which easily tore through his spiritual defense and drew a bloody wound on his face. Zou Chenghua fell to the ground and covered his stinging cheek, suddenly stunned.

Another disciple of the Internal Affairs Hall was at a loss, "Nie, Senior Sister Nie, please show mercy!"

[Holy shit, the eldest lady is really arrogant.]

[You can't bear any loss. No wonder you hate the heroine so much. 】

【She can be Lingling's substitute even with this, Sang Gou is really blind】

【Please, the one who teases first is the loser, the female supporting role is venting her anger for her maid, although the action is a bit excessive】

【Ayin did a beautiful job, Sang Wumian is ready to take action, run quickly】

【Fuck, what a mess, in the original novel, Nie Yinzhi would never stand up for the maid, she should be thinking about how to kill the heroine at this time, is her character setting broken】 【

Hahaha, if the female supporting role doesn't commit suicide, then is there any reason to dissect her golden elixir】

Nie Yinzhi felt funny in his heart, as if as long as she followed the rules and swallowed her anger, she could pray for mercy and be treated fairly.

What's more, if she had to wag her tail and beg for mercy to a hypocritical person, she might as well die.

The tender green willow leaves were scattered all over the ground and the branches were broken. Zou Chenghua was furious and roared, "Nie Yinzhi, don't think you are so great. You can do whatever you want because of Senior Sister Xiao. Now that Senior Sister Xiao is back, you are good for nothing. People like you are not even worthy of carrying Sister Xiao's shoes!"

"I'm not worthy, but you are." Nie Yinzhi chuckled, "I don't have the hobby of carrying shoes for others."

"This lady was born with spiritual bones. I can advance to the next level by drinking water. I have reached the Golden Core realm within five years of entering the door. Am I good for nothing? Then people like you, wouldn't it be better to call you 'waste' and compliment you?"

Zou Chenghua covered the wound on his arm, the resentment in his eyes almost bursting out, but he couldn't refute it.

Nie Yinzhi's talent is obvious to all. Because of her outstanding talent and preferential treatment, she easily trampled on the achievements of others who had to work a thousand times harder to achieve.

But she was so arrogant, as if she was reminding everyone all the time that there is no such thing as hard work in this world.

But Senior Sister Xiao is different. Xiao Ling's hard work is a role model in the sect. She is also gentle and friendly. She often teaches everyone how to practice. Everyone in the sect likes her.

Just because Nie Yinzhi joined the sect, they have to be cautious even when mentioning Senior Sister Xiao. Why?

Nie Yinzhi tugged at her skirt and smiled at him, "Okay, you can go now."

Zou Chenghua was beaten up by someone and was so angry that he vomited blood. He fainted when he walked out of Zhedan Peak.

Nie Yinzhi told two maids to pack up their things and let them go. After knowing the truth, she sent away the servants on Zhedan Peak one by one, and now only Ah Huan and Chengbi are left.

Ah Huan said angrily, "That's right, we're leaving. We don't want to stay here and suffer."

Nie Yinzhi waved her hand, "I won't go back." If Sang Wumian wanted her golden elixir, he would find her wherever she went. Although the Nie family was rich, they were just mortals after all.

"Why? If the young lady doesn't leave, we won't leave either."

Nie Yinzhi was too lazy to explain to them, so he hung a bunch of magic weapons on them and stuffed the people into Xianhe.

She stayed alone on Zhedan Peak, studying the formation she saw from Xiang Simie. She was not very curious about Xiao Ling, and had no interest in causing trouble for her.

The mark on the wrist must be related to the demon that appeared that night. The demonic aura has not disappeared, which means he is not dead yet.

Nie Yinzhi's original plan was to induce Xiang Simie to summon the demon in advance and give Sang Wumian something to do. Unfortunately, it didn't work, so she had to try it herself.

[What is this ring on the woman's wrist? Why does it look like it's embedded in the skin? ]

[It's quite pretty, like a flower branch tattoo. To be honest, she is really good at torturing herself. Which cultivator would wrap soft silk on the hilt to prevent it from rubbing his hands?]

[Speaking of a sect of immortals, can these mortals leave whenever they want?]

[In front, do you care about a few ants leaving your house? The male protagonist knows that the female supporting role has sent the servants away, as long as the female supporting role doesn't leave, it's fine.]

[Why did Ayin stay? If she knew she was a substitute, she should have run away.]

[She sent all the servants away. I think she is going to do something big.]

[If the female supporting role doesn't torment me, the female goose, and goes straight to the anus, I will respect her as a man.]

Not long after noon, Meng Jin led several disciples to land on Zhedan Peak.

Nie Yinzhi was watering the crabapple blossoms in the courtyard. She was brought to Sang Wumian by Meng Jin. The elders of the Yunji Sect were also there. It seemed that they were going to call her to task.

Sang Wumian sat above, with a hint of disappointment in his cold eyes, "Ayin, you took the initiative to punish your fellow disciples. Do you know your crime?"

Nie Yinzhi said with a smile, "Zou Chenghua spoke rudely, and I taught him how to be friendly to his fellow disciples. What's wrong with that? Is it necessary to mobilize so much force?"

"Ridiculous! How can you say you are teaching? Even if Zou Chenghua did something to offend you, he is not guilty of the death penalty." The elder of the Internal Affairs Hall said angrily.

Nie Yinzhi tilted his head and looked at him, "No way, is Zou Chenghua dead?"

"Don't pretend." The elder of the Internal Affairs Hall was furious. Zou Chenghua was his disciple, and he must seek justice for him.

After a while, Nie Yinzhi finally understood that Zou Chenghua was beaten to death by her willow whip. When he died, his meridians were broken, and his internal organs were shattered by the sword energy. His death was extremely miserable.

She did not hide when she beat people. This matter spread quickly in the Yunji Sect, and the impact was extremely bad. The elder of the Internal Affairs Hall must ask Sang Wumian to give an explanation to the sect.

Nie Yinzhi glanced at the disciple of the Internal Affairs Hall in the hall. He was indeed seen at that time. I think he came as a witness.

Meng Jin had a sad face, "Nie Yinzhi, that was your fellow apprentice brother, a living person. How could you be so cruel and torture him to death just for a little quarrel?"

"I dare not admit that I tortured him to death. At most, I made him suffer some physical pain. When I beat him and let him go, Zou Chenghua even scolded me for not being worthy of carrying the shoes of the eldest senior sister."

The disciple from the Inner Affairs Hall summoned up the courage and said, "After coming out of Zhedan Peak, Senior Brother Zou vomited blood and fainted. His whole body was torn to pieces by the bursting sword energy. Yes, I saw it with my own eyes!"

Nie Yinzhi sneered nonchalantly. "Maybe he was so miserable after listening to what I said that he blew himself up."

Meng Jin couldn't believe it, "Junior Sister Nie, how could you become like this?"

Nie Yinzhi smiled. If she wanted to kill him, she didn't need to wait for Zou Chenghua to leave Zhedan Peak. "If you want to accuse someone, you can always find excuses. Since you believe that the person died in my hands, how do you plan to deal with me?"

The elder of the Punishment Hall said, "Immortize me for ten years."

"Will I be able to get out after ten years?"

"If you admit your mistakes, the sect will give you a chance."

Nie Yinzhi shook his head, "I'm afraid I don't have this chance. Master has already arranged it for me, hasn't he?"

Sang Wumian frowned, and Nie Yinzhi continued, "I was still guessing what you would do. It turns out that you want to frame me, lock me up on the cliff of repentance, and quietly take my golden elixir and eyes." After she

finished speaking, Sang Wumian's face changed and he scolded, "Nonsense."

Nie Yinzhi raised the corner of his mouth and did not give in at all, "Well, Master, do you dare to swear in front of everyone with your Tao heart that you will never think of taking my golden elixir to heal Xiao Ling's injuries."

"How dare you." Sang Wumian's cold gaze pierced her like a sword, and a strong pressure covered her head. Nie Yinzhi was knocked to her knees on the spot, tilting her head and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, changed her posture, sat down on the ground, and said sarcastically, "You dare not."

Jing Chongshan stepped forward and said, "Nie, nephew Nie, don't force yourself on me. Your master is the head of the Yunji Sect, the Immortal Master Qizhen. If such a vow is spread out, it will cause misunderstanding."

Nie Yinzhi sneered and said in Sang Wumian's ear, "Master, you are afraid that a mere vow will cause misunderstanding. Then what about your relationship with Xiao Ling, which is against human ethics?"

Sang Wumian raised his head suddenly, and a cold sword energy shot out from his palm. The sword light forced to Nie Yinzhi's heart, deviated a few inches upwards, and pierced her shoulder.

At the same time, Nie Yinzhi's mouth and consciousness were sealed.

Blood gushed out from her shoulder, and the bright red blood quickly solidified on the marble floor, forming a formation. The formation burst out surging black air like a flood.

"Demonic energy!"

"Nie Yinzhi, what did you do?"

Sacrifice formation!

Sang Wumian recognized the formation the moment it first appeared. He couldn't let her succeed, otherwise even if Nie Yinzhi's golden elixir was cut out, it would be stained with demonic energy.

Everyone in the hall was shocked. Sang Wumian raised his hand and drew a long sword from the void, and slashed at the formation without reservation. The terrifying sword pressure forced everyone to retreat hastily, and the hall was frozen in an instant.

But the thunderbolt sword condensed outside the blood array, and the surging black air surged out of the blood array, wrapping Nie Yinzhi in it.

"It's you." A familiar male voice came from the evil spirit, sighed, and was very distressed, "Why don't you pray to gods and Buddhas for your wishes? Why do you have to pick on me, a devil?"

Sang Wumian's silence spell failed, Nie Yinzhi tore off the ribbon on his hand, revealing the mark on his wrist, "Gods and Buddhas don't care about my life or death."

"But I guess you do."