Now that I think about it, Wu Bai’s death was all because of her.
But she did not regret it. Even if it happened again, she would still make this deal with Gui Ren, but if it happened again, she would not let Wu Bai get involved.
"Not only this, the spiritual herbs in the Sutra Library were also taken by disciples. It has nothing to do with Cen Ji." Mu Siyue said lightly.
Since she has decided to confess, she should confess everything.
"Because of my jealousy towards Yan Ying, I have slandered and framed her many times. I even had dealings with Qingshu Pavilion and helped the late Pavilion Master to assassinate Yan Ying."
"You..." Ning Hai felt angry when he heard Mu Siyue's words. He didn't understand why there would be such a disciple in the sect...
If she didn't confess these things to him today, he would probably never know.
Cang Jinglan didn't turn around to look at Mu Siyue, but his heart was stirred by Mu Siyue's words. He didn't even know what she had done.
Cang Jinglan felt that he had never truly understood his disciple, and what he saw of her was always what she wanted him to see.
Yan Ying felt no emotion when she heard Mu Siyue's words. She had known for a long time that these things were done by Mu Siyue, but she didn't expect her to admit it so openly.
In fact, she didn't hate Mu Siyue, it was just because Mu Siyue repeatedly targeted her that she couldn't like her.
Yan Ying didn't even know what she had done to offend Mu Siyue and make her hate her so much. Even when she was practicing at Sunset Peak, she didn't dare to get too close to Cang Jinglan.
"Disciple is fully aware that past mistakes cannot be undone, and I am willing to bear all consequences." Mu Siyue straightened his back and knelt on the ground.
For some reason, Yan Ying had a strange feeling in her heart. She felt that Mu Siyue was a little different from before.
Before Ning Hai could give any orders, Mu Siyue produced a dagger in her hand.
The dagger was glowing with spiritual power. Before anyone could react, Mu Siyue raised her hand and stabbed the dagger firmly into his abdomen.
Mu Siyue's white clothes were instantly stained red with blood. She only frowned slightly without making any sound. "This disciple destroyed his own spiritual roots and voluntarily left Guiyun Sect."
Yan Ying looked at Mu Siyue's actions in shock. She was a little flustered for a moment and hurried forward to support Mu Siyue's body.
Watching Mu Siyue fall, Yan Ying finally understood how she was different from before.
In the past, Mu Siyue's eyes were full of Cang Jinglan. She obeyed Cang Jinglan in everything and dared not to disobey him. But today, Mu Siyue seemed to be heartbroken, and there was no care for Cang Jinglan in her eyes at all.
Mu Siyue glanced at Yan Ying and did not avoid her hand. She let Yan Ying help her stand up from the ground.
Cang Jinglan also turned his head at this time, looking at the blood drops dripping on the ground, his heart trembling slightly.
He had never seen Mu Siyue like this. No matter how miserable she was in front of him, she would never lose face. But today, she didn't even comb her hair, wore her old clothes, and destroyed her spiritual roots.
For cultivators, spiritual roots are the most precious things. If she were to be punished for the mistakes she made today, her cultivation should be destroyed and she should be punished so that she could barely keep her life.
But her spiritual roots were destroyed, so she would never be able to practice cultivation again in this life. Moreover, her spiritual roots were fragile, and the injuries she suffered were difficult to heal. Even if she was treated in time, she would not have many years to live due to the loss of her vital energy.
Mu Siyue's knife landed squarely on the spiritual root, seemingly destroying it completely.
"You..." Yan Ying was a little shorter than Mu Siyue, but she didn't have to use much strength to hold Mu Siyue's hand. It must be because Mu Siyue was too thin.
Mu Siyue's face was pale, her eyes slightly closed, as if she was in too much pain, her lips were trembling slightly.
"Go to Baicao Peak quickly!" As soon as Ning Hai finished speaking, Bai Huanzhi disappeared.
Mu Siyue's body softened, and Yan Ying could no longer support herself and could only help her sit on the ground.
Mu Siyue never thought that she would be in Yan Ying's arms when she died.
She thought back on those years and realized that she hadn't accomplished anything. She couldn't even recall any good memories. She had been like a walking corpse, wasting all those years.
Yan Ying looked at Mu Siyue's closed eyes, and the resentment towards Mu Siyue in her heart had dissipated.
"You... don't hate me?" Mu Siyue said with her eyes closed, her voice trembling.
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