Chapter 1 Shaoyang Sect (I) [Edit] “Can you admit your mistakes…
The sixth day of June.
Yuzhou·Shaoyang Sect.
Dark clouds covered the sky in groups, birds flew low, and after a few muffled thunders, a hot smell gradually filled the air.
On one side of the roof of the Discipline Hall, a dozen or so golden, lifelike beasts stood perched on the eaves. A light raindrop fell on the tiles, making a "tick-tick" sound.
Zhu Ciying raised her hands, and the iron chains that bound her limbs made a "clattering" sound.
The iron chain is made of a special material and has a golden surface.
In the golden light, hundreds of runes were slowly flowing.
All her spiritual power was sealed by it.
After three days of being imprisoned, her slender white wrist became red and swollen. The slightest movement would cause the wound to ache, a piercing pain that felt as if someone were digging a sharp blade into her flesh, turning it back and forth and stirring it.
She licked her dry lips with her tongue and tasted a hint of salt from her tears.
After a while, a burst of hurried footsteps sounded in the hall, and then Zhu Ciying heard the visitor's angry question:
"Fallen into the devil's way! Injured fellow disciples!"
"Do you know your mistake and admit it?"
The white-haired old man sat on the high platform, his voice was hoarse and his tone was intriguing.
"Elder Yu, calm down."
Elder Li comforted him while taking charge of the situation: "After being locked up for three days, I believe the demonic energy in her body has been suppressed by the Demon Suppression Chain."
He waved his hand, and a stream of spiritual energy flew out from his palm, landing on the iron chain. The black chain that bound Zhu Ciying instantly broke into several pieces and turned into starlight, disappearing.
Zhu Ciying knelt down on the ground.
The girl was about seventeen or eighteen years old. She wore a golden gauze skirt and a moon-white wide-sleeved shirt. A osmanthus flower embroidered with gold thread was embellished on the back.
She lowered her head, the golden jade hairpin on her hair was dangling, and a few strands of hair fell in front of her forehead, covering her eyes.
Disciples were sent to clean the Discipline Hall every day, and the floor was as clean as a mirror. Therefore, her tears falling on it were even more conspicuous.
"Do you admit it or not?"
Zhu Ciying had no intention of refutation in response to the elder's questioning.
Three days ago, she competed with Elder Yu's disciple Qu Wanqing in the sect competition. They should have been tied, but because of the demonic energy that suddenly emerged from Zhu Ciying's body, one was injured and unconscious, and the other was suspected of colluding with the demons and was imprisoned in the Discipline Hall for interrogation.
During the three days of being imprisoned, Zhu Ciying turned a disaster into a blessing. She recalled an event that happened three hundred years ago. To be more precise, it was a memory of her previous life.
In her previous life, she joined the Qingwei Sect at the age of eleven and practiced swordsmanship.
Half a year later, the great war between immortals and demons broke out. The master activated the mountain defense formation and led the Qingwei Sect to defend for seven days.
On the eighth day, the formation was broken, and all seventy-two people in the sect, except her and the eldest brother who had not yet come out of retreat, were killed in the battle.
The master hid the eye of the formation on her body. When the formation was broken, the magic backfired and destroyed her seven meridians and eight vessels.
She was holding her senior brother's Jade Phoenix Sword, surrounded by tens of thousands of demons.
She promised her master that she would wait until her senior brother came out of seclusion, so she tried her best, even though her own spiritual sword was broken and the sword bones were dug out. When she was in a desperate situation, she risked her life to use the art of fighting and died.
Zhu Ciying was trapped in the memories of her past life all day and all night. Every day she thought about the fellow disciples of Qingwei Sect who died tragically and who had given her countless warmth. How could she have the mind to think about her own life!
Faced with the elder's questioning, she did not respond for a long time, and the hall fell into an eerie silence.
What's going on? Elder Li secretly knelt on the sweat in his palms, and suddenly felt that things were getting a little tricky.
The white-haired elder was named Yu Boying, the most respected of the seven elders within the sect, and also Qu Wanqing's master. He was known throughout the Shaoyang Sect for his protectiveness and bad temper.
Zhu Ciying dared to injure his beloved disciple, and he really walked into trouble.
Yu Boying, who seemed to be being ignored, snorted heavily.
He stood up suddenly, narrowed his eyes and was about to explode, but he saw some movement in the audience.
The girl's dark eyes moved slightly, and a clear look emerged in her dead eyes.
Zhu Ciying forced herself to suppress the pain in her heart and gently closed her eyes. In an instant, she felt her heart violently heaving in her chest, her blood boiling and flowing throughout her body, and the spiritual energy surging in her dantian.
The art of dissolving a weapon is a deadly forbidden technique that consumes one's cultivation and results in mutual destruction. Her soul dissipated upon death, so how could she be reborn?
She raised her hand and pressed her throbbing temples, and the past scenes emerged in her mind, as if watching a kaleidoscope in order, every single event was vivid.
It's so real that it seems like it happened just yesterday.
Be it a dream of the yellow millet or Zhuang Zhou's dream of the butterfly.
She is no longer the youngest and most beloved genius junior sister of Qingwei Sect, but Zhu Ciying who grew up in Shaoyang Sect.
Zhu Ciying slowly raised her head and glanced at the three elders on the stage.
Apart from Yu Boying who was standing there sulking, the elegant and easy-going Elder Li, there was also Elder Feng who she was familiar with.
Elder Feng had a close relationship with her master, but she had gotten into such a big mess this time that she wasn't entirely sure he would stand on her side.
"Elder Yu, please sit down and calm down first."
Elder Li helped Yu Boying sit back in the chair and turned to look at the girl kneeling on the ground below.
He considered his words briefly before asking, "Zhu Ciying, everything must be fair and just. This is just a competition between fellow disciples. Win is win, lose is lose. Why be so serious?"
Just a competition?
A hint of surprise flashed in Zhu Ciying's eyes.
Elder Li's words implied that she lost her composure and injured her fellow disciples because of her unstable mind and strong jealousy, and completely denied the fact that she was carrying demonic energy.
It's obvious that he wants to make a big deal out of a small matter.
"Hmph!" Yu Boying waved his sleeves, glared at him unhappily, and then turned his attention to Zhu Ciying.
"I see that you have a pretty good aptitude for cultivation at such a young age, but your character is surprisingly poor!"
"Losing the competition is losing. Ultimately, you're just not as skilled as the other person. You can win it back by practicing hard in the future. But you, out of momentary resentment and jealousy, disregarded the sect's rules, colluded with the demons, and deliberately injured a fellow disciple!"
"You, you are so bold!"
Every sentence was dedicated to proving her guilt.
However, Zhu Ciying did not care about the charges he imposed on her. What really concerned her was:
Collusion, alliance, demon, clan.
Zhu Ciying chewed over these four words over and over again.
magic.
"Boom—"
A flash of lightning split the sky, and a white light suddenly appeared in the room, illuminating her eyes, which were like a mirror, smart and clear.
The tragic scene of the family being annihilated seemed to be still before her eyes. She clearly hated the devil, any devil.
"Elder, I have not colluded with the demons." Zhu Ciying said the first words since the trial.
"You didn't collude with the demons?" Yu Boying pointed two fingers at her face. "So many disciples were present at the competition that day. They all said they saw with their own eyes that you were surrounded by demonic energy, your strength increased dramatically, and you injured Qing'er! How could you fake it!"
Zhu Ciying looked him straight in the eye.
They only wanted to interrogate her after she had been detained for three days. It was clear they were trying to pressure her and torture her. Now they were being aggressive again, refusing to listen to her explanations. Did they think she was naturally soft-hearted and had no temper at all?
"Of course I can't lie when so many people are watching me! But I also said I didn't collude with the demons!"
She looked at the three people on the stage, and finally her gaze fell on Elder Feng.
Elder Feng suddenly caught her gaze, his eyelids twitched, and he felt mixed emotions.
Yingying was a troublesome girl. Every time she got into trouble, he and her master had to help her clean up the mess.
He doesn't mind big or small disasters.
Unfortunately, this time, her master was not in Shaoyang Sect.
But since he had promised her master to take good care of her, he would not stand idly by.
"Elder Yu, please calm down." Elder Feng tried to appease Yu Boying. "I have a few questions for her."
Yu Boying waved his hand, signaling him to ask quickly.
This involved demonic energy, making it a bit tricky to handle. Elder Feng, while pondering a strategy, raised his hand and said to her, "Stand up and answer."
Zhu Ciying used her hands to support herself and stood up. Beneath her dress, her knees were bruised and her legs were shaking uncontrollably.
Elder Feng asked the first question: "Zhu Ciying, you have been cultivating the Dao and cultivating your mind in our Shaoyang Sect for eighteen years. You have decent aptitude and good comprehension. Why did you become possessed by the devil?"
She herself was confused as to why she was possessed by the devil.
We don't even know where the evil energy comes from.
As far as she could remember, she had been staying in Shaoyang Sect for the past eighteen years and had never left the mountain to come into contact with demons or monsters.
When exactly was the loophole exploited?
There was only one thing she was certain of: "Elder, I don't know where the demonic energy in me comes from. But I can assure you of one thing: I will never collude with demons."
Elder Feng seemed to be thinking about something, and then asked, "Did you intentionally injure Qu Wanqing?"
Zhu Ciying denied: "No."
"You almost destroyed Qing'er's meridians! And you still dare to say it wasn't intentional." Yu Boying patted the armrest of the wooden chair, his eyes reddened. "My Shaoyang Sect has a decent reputation, and there are many disciples who do things honestly. How could we raise a scum like you who dares to do things but not take responsibility and tells lies all the time!"
This is a harsh thing to say.
Elder Feng suppressed his anger, thinking that the old man was too protective of his son and had a stubborn and difficult personality. He took a deep breath and had to use his trump card - his last bottom line.
"Elder Yu, wouldn't it be clear if we just test whether it's true or not?" he asked Zhu Ciying. "The body can say one thing and mean another, but the soul can't lie. Zhu Ciying, are you willing to accept the test of the Purifying Heart Formation?"
The Purifying Heart Formation? The three people in the hall had different expressions, and it was obvious that they all knew its purpose.
Zhu Ciying also knew it.
The Qingxin Formation is a formation created by an ancient powerful being specifically used to judge people's hearts. Although it is a bit of a waste of talent to use it for lie detection, it is currently the most suitable method.
But its only drawback is that the person being tried needs to separate his or her soul from the body, so the whole trial process is extremely painful, and very few people can endure it.
If she still cannot clear her name after the interrogation in the Qingxin Formation, then even if she dies, she will bear the stigma of "intentionally injuring her fellow disciples and colluding with the demon clan."
There were lightning and thunder outside the hall, and a rainstorm was coming.
Yu Boying nodded: "Just do as you say."
Elder Li remained silent, which was considered as approval.
The two of them, one pressing forward step by step, the other standing by and watching.
Zhu Ciying seems to have no way out, but in fact, having no way out is her only way to survive.
She thought that the process of separating her soul was just an unbearable one, but she would not die. However, she had actually died once in her previous life.
After a moment, she straightened her aching back, raised her eyes and looked straight at the platform, and said in a firm voice: "If you can prove my innocence, I will give it a try."
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The next article [pre-collection]: "When the enemy is bound to the strategy system" please collect it [red heart]
On the day of unbinding the system, Xu Zhaoxue was facing a broken engagement. Her fiancé was hugging the third party and waiting for her to persuade him to stay. In order to get rid of her image as a bootlicker, she just wanted to beat the stinky scumbag's head off.
But unexpectedly, I heard the voice of another system.
[Look, the hero is protecting the heroine again! Once they deal with the lickspittle female supporting character, they can hold their reunion ceremony and openly share their sweet moments together.]
[Oh, you mean that bootlicker female supporting character? Of course she won't give up easily. She has to offer the male protagonist her heart's blood, exquisite heart, and natal spirit sword... until she dies.]
[Although I'm a bootlicker, I regret to inform you that she is your capture target.]
Xu Zhaoxue: ...
She looked around and finally locked onto someone.
Her mortal enemy, Li Zaiyang, looked as pale as death, as if he had lost his mother.
*
During the years when Xu Zhaoxue maintained her image as a "dog-licker," Li Zaiyang often opposed her, competing with her for treasures from heaven and earth, as well as secret manuals on magical instruments. Over time, the two of them became entangled.
However, she never expected that the knot would be untied one day.
*
[Alert! Xu Zhaoxue is about to donate her heart's blood!]
[Your chance to improve your favorability is here! Stop her and say the classic line, "Get away from me!"]
Just as Xu Zhaoxue was about to stab the scumbag's heart with a dagger, she paused. Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of her. Li Zaiyang drew his sword and said stiffly, "Get out! Stay away from my people."
Xu Zhaoxue: “!” A mortal enemy can be used like this? I understand.
[Alert! Xu Zhaoxue is going to feed this scumbag some vegetables!]
[Alert! Xu Zhaoxue is about to dig out the heart of a scumbag!]
[Alert! Xu Zhaoxue was scolded and cried by a scumbag! ]
*
Born with a disease in his right ear, Li Zaiyang searched for medicine several times to cure the disease, but was often opposed by others.
He had seen her feelings being wasted more than once.
Until the day she was broken off her engagement, she slapped her fiancé for the first time, and then stuffed the magic medicine for curing ear disease into his hand.
Li Zaiyang felt that Xu Zhaoxue seemed to be able to be saved.
[Do you want to accept the mission to capture Xu Zhaoxue? ]
"Answer it."
——Who says that mortal enemies can’t get to the top?
1. Double c, he.
2. I am a cultivator of immortality, and I have my own private settings. Some of the settings are inherited from the book "Senior Brother".
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