Once freed from their restraints, the purple vines all retracted and disappeared beside the girl.
Mo Yan stood up, squinted slightly, and stretched her limbs. When she opened her eyes again, her deep purple eyes were filled with a terrifying aura.
"Thank you, Pavilion Master Ouyang!" Shen Yunhao clasped his hands in thanks, then grabbed Mo Yan's wrist. "Let's go quickly!"
The little girl, who had just been throwing a tantrum, glanced at him discreetly, seemingly realizing that the situation wasn't exactly optimistic, and finally nodded obediently, "Mm."
However, Nie Qingshuang, who was not far away, was slightly taken aback when she saw this, and frowned and scolded, "Shen Yunhao, Pavilion Master Ouyang only banished the Demon Vine, not you! Where do you think you're going with her?"
Judging from this, the Palace Master intends to capture Shen Yunhao and bring him back to the Guanghan Palace to settle accounts later, since the trouble he caused today was quite significant.
Shen Yunhao forced a dry laugh: "Lord Palace Master, I am truly sorry. I will accept my punishment later, but for now... I must leave!"
After saying that, he looked down at Ning Yuyao, who was standing at the edge of the Sword-Asking Platform.
Compared to Mo Yan, his wife was definitely angrier. Shen Yunhao thought she wouldn't pay attention to him, but the moment his gaze fell on her, Ning Yuyao seemed to sense something and also raised her head.
Her cool eyes met his for a moment, filled with complex emotions: concern, worry, and lingering annoyance. But in the end, she nodded very slightly, almost imperceptibly.
Seeing this, Shen Yunhao felt relieved, with no more worries, and pulled Mo Yan away.
At that moment, Qianhe Daoist, who had been observing coldly, suddenly spoke in an unusual low voice, as if talking to himself:
"Actually, before that incident happened, Ling Huanzi was a close friend of mine, and we often discussed alchemy and pharmacology together. With his expertise and talent, I don't know how many people he could have benefited in this world... But I never imagined that he would end up like this..."
A single sentence was like an invisible hammer, instantly freezing Mo Yan, who was about to leave, in place!
Daoist Qianhe turned his head, his gaze like a poisoned ice spike, fixed on Mo Yan who was about to leave. His eyes held an inscrutable mix of indifference and resentment.
"Even if the Demonic Sect intervened and framed us... all of this tragedy, in the end, stems from you!"
"The biggest mistake Ling Huanzi ever made in his life was bringing you back from that damned abyss! It not only caused me to lose my dearest friend, but also ruined him... He died and his cultivation vanished, never to have a peaceful end!"
"You think you are innocent, but in fact... you were born a sin, your sins are beyond measure!"
The words, filled with resentment, were like cold, poisonous needles, piercing Mo Yan's already fragile heart, weakened by her serious injuries and emotional turmoil.
Shen Yunhao immediately noticed that the slender wrist he was holding trembled slightly, and the bloodlust that had just subsided in the girl's eyes began to rise uncontrollably again. Her aura became extremely unstable, as if she might be swallowed up by hatred and bloodlust at any moment.
Shen Yunhao sighed heavily.
He was naturally aware of Daoist Qianhe's purpose.
Once Mo Yan loses control and attacks in front of everyone, all previous efforts and explanations will be in vain. In the face of so-called "righteousness and justice," a "fierce and untamed" demonic vine has no choice but to be suppressed and killed!
fair?
On one side is the seemingly uncontrollable Dark Abyss Vine, and on the other side is the highly respected leader of the righteous path. Where is there any fairness?
Shen Yunhao remained silent for a moment, then released Mo Yan's wrist, stepped forward, and cupped the girl's slightly pale but still delicate face in his hands. Ignoring the bloodshot look in her eyes and the momentary shock, he lowered his head and gently pressed his forehead against hers.
This kiss seemed to carry some strange power.
The blood-red light that had been swirling wildly in Mo Yan's eyes vanished without a trace, like snow being touched by a spring breeze.
She stood there, stunned, her purple eyes wide open, filled with confusion and helplessness.
All the anger, resentment, and hatred seemed to be temporarily sealed away by this sudden tenderness.
"Senior Ling Huanzi is gone..." Shen Yunhao's voice was low and gentle, "but I am still here..."
He paused, then spoke each word with perfect clarity, reaching Mo Yan's ears, and the ears of everyone present:
"I will always be here..."
After saying this, Shen Yunhao slowly turned around and shielded Mo Yan behind him.
He looked at Daoist Qianhe, his tone very calm.
"Whether demon or human, no one is born evil. Good and evil are judged not by birth, but by deeds!"
His gaze swept over the crowd, and his voice suddenly rose:
"Some people, even with overwhelming demonic energy, still uphold the benevolence of a healer and have never indiscriminately killed a single person! While others, seemingly righteous, are actually corrupt at heart, beasts in human form, and will stop at nothing to achieve their goals, even worse than demons!"
"The person has passed away, and I originally did not wish to discuss it further, but I still hope that Daoist Qianhe will not compare himself to Senior Ling Huanzi..."
His voice gradually turned cold and filled with contempt:
"Because you—don't deserve it!"
As soon as the words "unworthy" were uttered, the whole world seemed to fall silent.
You could hear a pin drop...
Only Daoist Qianhe was so angry that his face turned ashen, then turned a deep liver color, and he trembled with rage. He pointed at Shen Yunhao, almost ready to attack without regard for his status!
"You brat! How dare you spout such nonsense!"
"What?" Shen Yunhao showed no fear, but instead stepped forward, his tone mocking, "Didn't Daoist Qianhe just now righteously demand that Pavilion Master Ouyang keep his promise and let us leave immediately to demonstrate the justice of the righteous path? Now you're going to go back on your word and attack me, a junior?"
He tilted his head. "Or is it that... Daoist Qianhe actually agrees with what I said, and feels that his status as the leader of the righteous path is... unworthy of his position, so he became angry out of shame?"
"you!!!!"
The Thousand Crane Daoist was so enraged by these sarcastic and taunting words that his blood surged and he almost spat out a mouthful of blood. He could only point at Shen Yunhao, his eyes filled with a raging fire that seemed to be about to erupt like a volcano.
Seeing that Daoist Qianhe was so angered by a junior, many people around wanted to laugh but dared not, and could only hold it in, their expressions extremely strange and uncomfortable.
Shen Yunhao ignored Qianhe Daoist, who was practically exploding on the spot, and turned to pull the still somewhat dazed Mo Yan, "Let's go..."
The Guixue Sword emitted a clear and melodious sword cry, carrying the two of them. It transformed into a streak of azure light and sped towards the outside of Wanren City without hesitation, disappearing into the distant horizon in an instant.
Qianhe Daoist stood there sulking for a long time, his face terribly gloomy. Only when Shen Yunhao and Mo Yan's figures had completely disappeared did he slowly turn around, his gaze sweeping across the entire scene with a sinister look, his voice icy and chilling, as if it could freeze the air.
"What follows is no longer a matter of righteous versus demonic conflict; it is purely a personal feud between my Tai Xuan Dao Sect and that Dark Abyss Demon Vine! Are there any of you present who wish to get involved?"
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