Chen Yang gazed at the scars left by the wind blade with satisfaction, his heart filled with admiration for the power of the Yaoguang Sutra. Now that his cultivation had broken through to the fifth level of Qi training, according to the plan he had just made, it was time to pursue those demon cultivators.
However, in order to avoid being hunted by the righteous cultivators, the demon cultivators always hid their whereabouts. Where were they hiding? Chen Yang pondered and finally locked onto a key figure in his mind - Zhao Huai.
Zhao Huai, whose family was brutally massacred and nearly killed, was fortunately saved by Chen Yang, who guided him on the path of cultivating immortality. However, the shadow of hatred eventually blinded his eyes, causing him to degenerate into a demonic cultivator.
The last time Chen Yang heard from him, he was hiding in the mountains west of the Fuguang Holy Land.
Chen Yang immediately decided to set off. Although the two places were far apart and he had to cross several dangerous areas on the way, he planned to use these places to further improve his cultivation.
In the Fuguang Holy Land, Jiang Yunlan received a notice from the elders and hurried to the sect's main hall.
In the main hall, except for the two elders who were in seclusion, the other eleven elders gathered together.
Facing these majestic elders, Jiang Yunlan, the sect leader, felt their scrutinizing gazes and couldn't help but feel a sense of awe in her heart.
Jiang Yunlan stood before the elders, her voice trembling slightly as she respectfully asked, "Elders, what are your instructions?"
The elder's voice was deep and powerful. He tried hard to suppress his emotions and asked, "Why did you expel Chen Yang from the sect?"
Jiang Yunlan took a deep breath, her voice firm, "Chen Yang has been consuming the sect's resources all day, but his cultivation hasn't improved significantly. Today, he even stole some pills from the pharmacy."
The atmosphere in the hall suddenly grew tense. Jiang Yunlan felt an invisible pressure, and cold sweat broke out on her forehead. The elders remained silent, and her heart tightened with them.
She continued, "We originally hoped that if he confessed his guilt and handed over the pills, we would grant him leniency and allow him to remain in the sect." She paused, then added, her voice tinged with determination, "But in the end, he chose to leave the sect on his own."
"snort!"
The Great Elder's cold snort startled Jiang Yunlan's heart, and she asked hurriedly.
"May I ask, Great Elder, have I done anything wrong?"
"See for yourself."
The Great Elder threw the broken star plate on the ground, and Jiang Yunlan's pupils were fixed on the star plate on the ground.
She knew what it was. The ancient magic weapon was now broken, and it must have absorbed some great secret of heaven.
"It's because of Chen Yang that..."
Jiang Yunlan's voice trembled, and a huge wave of emotions surged in her heart. She couldn't help but ask herself, did she really do something wrong?
The Great Elder's brow furrowed, his gaze piercing Jiang Yunlan's heart. He spoke slowly, his voice filled with unquestionable authority: "Jiang Yunlan, Chen Yang is an outstanding disciple of our sect. We have witnessed his growth and changes. Do you have solid evidence for what happened today?"
When Jiang Yunlan stepped into the law enforcement hall, the air was filled with tension and solemnity, and the interrogation was already halfway through.
Chen Yang, once considered the sect's rising star, was now seen as a liability. In Jiang Yunlan's heart, he was no longer worth her effort.
However, when Jiang Yunlan remained silent and immersed in her own thoughts, the voice of the Great Elder sounded again, breaking her silence.
"Although Chen Yang only consumed some medicinal pills, you expelled him from the sect because of this. Isn't this your incompetence and mistake?" The Great Elder's words were filled with obvious dissatisfaction and accusations.
This harsh reprimand was like a heavy hammer, hitting Jiang Yunlan's heart. She felt an unprecedented shock, and her body trembled involuntarily.
The Great Elder's gaze was as sharp as a knife, his voice echoed in the empty Law Enforcement Hall, and every word struck Jiang Yunlan's heart heavily.
"As the sect leader, you should have the wisdom to discern the truth, rather than making decisions blindly. Chen Yang's departure is not only a personal loss for him, but also a loss for our sect."
There was a hint of disappointment in the Great Elder's words, but more of it was expectations and teachings for Jiang Yunlan.
Since Jiang Yunlan took over as the leader, the Floating Light Holy Land has remained stable, but it does not seem to have achieved any significant results.
She also knew in her heart that what she was doing was just to maintain the original foundation of the sect.
Despite this, facing the powerful and ancient sect, she always unconsciously deceived herself deep in her heart, telling herself that she had done well enough.
However, when the Great Elder's sharp words hit her soft spot like a sword, she couldn't help but feel ashamed.
She knew that her self-comfort and escape were ultimately unsustainable.
The Great Elder's voice echoed in the hall, carrying an unquestionable majesty: "Jiang Yunlan, I now give you two tasks. First, thoroughly investigate the truth behind the theft of the elixir and find the real thief. Second, no matter what method you use, you must bring Chen Yang back to the sect as soon as possible. If these two matters are not handled properly, you should reconsider your position as sect leader."
Jiang Yunlan took a deep breath and bowed to the elders, saying goodbye: "Disciple obeys your command."
Chen Yang was completely unaware of the events that had transpired in the Floating Light Holy Land. At this moment, he was standing on the bank of Longqian Creek, preparing to cross the dangerous river by boat.
Longqian Creek is famous for its turbulent waters and mysterious legends. Many ships have met with misfortune and even capsized and sunk here.
According to legend, a boatman once glimpsed a dragon with a black dorsal fin in the river.
They believed that the noise of passing ships angered the dragon, causing the disaster. Therefore, every time a boat crosses the river, the boatmen throw offerings into the river in an attempt to appease the dragon's anger.
Chen Yang was waiting in the queue to cross the river. When it was his turn to get on the boat, he paid the toll.
However, the boatman did not let him on board, but continued to hold out his hand, as if suggesting that he needed something more.
Chen Yang was confused, and the boatman explained, "This is a sacrifice, used to commemorate the dragon."
Chen Yang secretly sighed in his heart, wondering if such a custom still existed in the mortal world. He asked curiously, "Who exactly is this divine dragon?"
Just as he was about to pay for the sacrifice, the boatman told him, "Money is not enough. Lord Shenlong doesn't accept money. He needs something else."
This made Chen Yang feel at a loss. He said helplessly: "I don't have anything else."
The boatman responded firmly: "Then you can't get on the boat. I'll return your money to you and you can go." Then he returned Chen Yang's money to him.
Chen Yang asked anxiously: "I can give you more money, can't you help me prepare the sacrifice?"
The boatman shook his head and said, "No, the sacrifice must be prepared on shore, otherwise Lord Shenlong will know. This is the rule."
When Chen Yang was helpless and about to give up, a voice appeared.
"I will be the one to pay for this young master's sacrifice."
Chen Yang turned around and saw a young woman with her face covered by a veil standing behind him.
Judging from her clothes, she should be a businesswoman.
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