Zhenyang Mountain, at the foot of the mountain.

In front of the mountain gate of Zhenyang Sect.

Countless disciples in white robes came in and out. These were outer disciples who had just entered the sect. Most of them could only practice in the outer mountain at the foot of the mountain.

Only after going through layers of screening are you eligible to enter the six peaks.

These outer disciples all had hope on their faces, their eyes were clear and full of energy.

Occasionally, an inner disciple wearing a purple sun brocade robe passed by, and they couldn't help but exclaim a few times, their eyes full of longing.

At the foot of the mountain gate, people in white clothes were coming and going; looking up, six peaks rose into the clouds, majestic and imposing. Such a scene lived up to the reputation of the three major sects in the East Cultivation Land.

Suddenly, a figure covered in blood appeared in front of the bustling mountain gate.

She was wearing a white robe that represented an outer sect disciple, her long hair was disheveled, her face was covered in blood, and her body was covered in scars. The most shocking thing was that there were three bloody holes on her left shoulder, right chest, and lower abdomen.

Blood gushed out from it, which was shocking to see.

"ah!"

Such a scene had never appeared before in front of the mountain gate of a major immortal sect, and a female disciple couldn't help but scream.

Then someone came forward to support the injured person. It turned out to be a female cultivator. Her face was as pale as gold paper and her eyes were half-open and half-closed. It was obvious that she had managed to get here on her own.

"Junior sister, what happened? How did you get injured so badly?!"

"Junior sister, junior sister! What's your name?"

The bloodstained woman was supported by everyone and opened her eyes with difficulty. Her voice was hoarse:

"My name is... Fang Xue, a disciple of Xiyue Peak. Senior Brother Luo and all my fellow disciples... are all dead! Wuwuwu..."

An hour later.

Xiyue Peak.

A group of magnificent buildings built on the peaks, with pavilions and gardens decorated with carved beams and painted buildings, looks like a fairyland.

However, at this moment, many inner disciples who were in the fairyland had sad faces and were talking about it.

"Senior Brother Luo was actually murdered!"

"With so many fellow apprentices, only one person managed to escape. Who could be so vicious?"

"If we don't take revenge, we will be unworthy of being disciples of the Zhenyang Sect!"

"Don't get excited, let's find out who committed the murder first."

"Hush, the senior sister is here."

A pure white figure in a moon-white Liuxian dress walked over. Her facial features were delicate, her long hair was like a waterfall, and her whole body seemed to be shrouded in fairy mist, making people dare not look directly at her.

Everyone bowed and saluted: "Master Sister."

Ye Xiyue nodded slightly, and someone came forward to report:

"Big sister, Junior Sister Fang is seriously injured and has not woken up yet."

Ye Xiyue waved her hand: "You all go down."

Everyone looked at each other, but did not dare to ask more questions. They bowed and dispersed.

Ye Xiyue walked into a room. This was the room for inner disciples. It was not very spacious, but it was elegantly furnished and there was the smell of cigarettes.

**There was a pale woman lying there. The blood on her face had been washed clean and many wounds on her body had been treated. However, she was seriously injured and her breathing was weak.

Ye Xiyue walked to the bedside, looked down at Fang Xue, her brows slightly furrowed, not knowing what she was thinking.

After a long time, Fang Xue coughed a few times and finally opened her eyes.

Seeing Ye Xiyue standing in front of her, she struggled to get up, "Senior Sister!"

Ye Xiyue raised her hand and gently pushed her back, her voice empty and indifferent:

"Who did you meet?"

Fang Xue said weakly: "I don't know either. Those people were wearing black clothes and had their faces covered. I couldn't see their faces clearly."

Ye Xiyue asked: "How many people are there?"

Fang Xue said: "Three people."

"Three people?" Ye Xiyue was silent for a moment, then asked:

"What kind of skills did they use? How did they kill Junior Brother Luo and the others?"

When asking about the tragic death of her fellow junior fellow apprentice, Ye Xiyue's tone remained calm, without any ripples.

Fang Xue felt a chill in her heart for no reason, but she still said the answer she had prepared in her mind:

"One of them used poison, one used fire, and one used a dagger. We are no match for them at all. Senior Brother Luo... Senior Brother Luo..."

Fang Xue showed hesitation on her face, and Ye Xiyue asked calmly:

"Luo Zhenfeng wanted to leave you behind and escape, but he failed to get away, right?"

Fang Xue looked at her in shock: "Big Sister, how did you know?"

Ye Xiyue said calmly: "Brother Luo is weak-minded, so it's not surprising that he escaped in the middle of a battle."

"Senior Sister..." Fang Xue looked at her in a daze. She really wanted to ask, since she knew Luo Zhenfeng's character, why did she send him to lead so many fledgling inner disciples to track down the remnants of the Demon Sect.

Looking at the calm expression of the senior sister, Fang Xue felt increasingly cold in her heart, but she also felt more and more that her decision that night was right.

Fang Xue was observing Ye Xiyue, and Ye Xiyue was also observing Fang Xue. The two looked at each other quietly for a moment, and Ye Xiyue asked:

"Where were you attacked?"

Fang Xue replied: "Senior Brother Luo received instructions from Senior Sister to return to Zhenyang Sect from Wuxi Town. We set out that night. After leaving Wuxi Town for more than ten miles, we met the three people in a forest."

Ye Xiyue was silent for a moment, then asked, "What did you find in Yunling Town?"

Fang Xue said: "Senior Brother Luo took us to hide outside the residence of the alchemist named Qin Gengyun for several days, but we didn't find anything."

This answer was basically consistent with what Luo Zhenfeng had previously reported to Ye Xiyue in the sound transmission note.

Ye Xiyue asked a few more questions about the three thugs' attacks and martial arts. Fang Xue answered them one by one. When she was specific, she said that her cultivation level and experience were not high enough, so she really could not tell what martial arts the three men used.

After an incense stick of time, Ye Xiyue stood up and said, "Junior Sister Fang, you can rest assured."

After saying that, he walked straight out of the room.

After leaving the pavilions and towers, her figure flashed and she had already reached the top of Xiyue Peak from the mountainside.

Ye Xiyue stood on the edge of the cliff, took off her shoes and sat down. Her pair of white feet stretched out over the cliff, swaying like an innocent girl.

There was no expression on his face, and he looked like an empty shell.

After a moment, her face suddenly changed, revealing a cute yet strange smile, as if she was talking to herself:

"Your junior sister is lying, haha! If it were me, I would break her limbs and see if she tells the truth!"

The next second the smile disappeared, and she turned back into an indifferent fairy:

"I looked at Junior Sister Fang's wounds, some of which were nearly fatal. Her cultivation is low, and if she were a spy from the Demon Sect, she wouldn't be able to do this."

"Hehehe!" Ye Xiyue's face showed a weird and cute smile again:

"Those people must be the remnants of the Demon Sect. If we find them, we might be able to find Xia Qinglian! Ye Xiyue, don't you want to learn the Mysterious Ice and Fire Skill? Let's go to Wuxi Town now and find those people. Then you and I can be separated completely!"

"The sect competition is about to begin, I can't leave, and..." Ye Xiyue turned back into a fairy body and said lightly:

"We are not going to Wuxi Town, but Yunling Town."

"Haha, I can't hide it from you! So what do you plan to do?" The demon fetus laughed sharply and echoed on the cliff.

Ye Xiyue said: "I plan to send Minglan."

"Si Minglan? Okay, okay. Her charm technique is just right for dealing with men. But aren't you afraid that Si Minglan, that little bitch, will suck someone to death and you'll lose the clue?"

"Shut up!"

Ye Xiyue stood up, put on her shoes, and in a flash, she came to the room of the senior sister at the bottom of the peak and called the disciples who were waiting for her:

"Call Junior Sister Si Minglan."