"Teach her a lesson using ninety percent of your cultivation?" Daoist Fuyue looked at Wei Qinghe, the anger in his eyes instantly turning gentle.
"Those who don't know the situation might think that Daoist Xinghui is about to kill someone."
Isn't Xinghui Daozun trying to kill Wei Qinghe?
Previously, out of fear of the Lingzong sect, they had even considered sparing Wei Qinghe's life.
But the thought of Wei Qinghe trying to take that mountain made him immediately uneasy.
Fuyue Daozun's gaze swept over the multiple bleeding wounds on Wei Qinghe's body, and his handsome sword-like eyebrows furrowed slightly.
He was a step too late.
I just glanced at Xinghui Daozun's injuries, and it seems that there are only sword wounds. Doesn't this girl know how to use spirit talismans?
If a talisman were used, Xinghui Daozun would probably already be lying on the ground.
Although spellcasters are fragile, their spells are incredibly powerful. If used properly and with enough spells, they are almost guaranteed to win even against opponents of higher levels.
"Wei Qinghe has gone too far and is trying to ruin the marriage."
Xinghui Daozun immediately changed the subject, as he did not know the exact relationship between Wei Qinghe and Fuyue Daozun.
I only learned from Liuli that Wei Qinghe and Fuyue Daozun knew each other before.
Despite having multiple bloody wounds on her body, Wei Qinghe showed no signs of dejection or panic.
"With so many people watching, I'm just collecting debts. The sect leader's wife has already mortgaged the mountain next door to me, but Daoist Xinghui won't agree."
Previously, the guests were wary of Daoist Xinghui and dared not speak. Now that Daoist Fuyue has arrived, many discerning people can see his bias towards Wei Qinghe. Furthermore, they know that Wei Qinghe is the daughter of Eternal Heavenly Venerable of the Spirit Sect, so this is the best time to speak.
“That’s right, we all saw with our own eyes the Sect Master’s wife hand over the land deed for that mountain to Fellow Daoist Wei… but Daoist Xinghui wouldn’t let it go and insisted on taking it. That’s why Fellow Daoist Wei fought back to protect the land deed…”
"It was because Daoist Xinghui wanted to seize Fellow Daoist Wei's land deed that the fight broke out."
"Although Fellow Daoist Wei is young and his cultivation is not as high as that of Daoist Xinghui, he has great spirit and strong combat power. He is a role model for us."
"..."
Everyone says so, and even if Xinghui Daozun has a silver tongue, he can't argue with it.
"Starry Night Daoist, what else do you have to say?"
Although Fuyue Daozun appears to be of heavenly appearance, he is born with an aura and a sense of oppression.
Since Wei Qinghe was willing to exchange spirit stones for that mountain, then that mountain must be extraordinary.
He would do his best to get anything Wei Qinghe needed, let alone when it came to Xinghui Daozun.
Xinghui Daozun originally wanted to resolve the issue by force, but that's no longer an option.
He was no match for Daoist Fuyue, and he also felt that Wei Qinghe was no ordinary person, especially since Wei Qinghe had the Lingzong sect behind her.
After much hesitation, they had no choice but to admit defeat.
"Since Daoist Fuyue has stepped forward, I will do Daoist Fuyue a favor and give this mountain to Wei Qinghe."
Wei Qinghe disagreed with his statement, saying, "Daoist Xinghui, it seems you haven't understood. This was a pledge from the sect leader's wife, not a favor from you."
Xinghui Daozun was so angry he almost ground his back teeth to powder, but he was also wary of Fuyue Daozun.
He stood up angrily and forcefully flung his sleeves.
Say whatever you want!
"I've given you the mountain, so I hope you won't try to ruin their relationship again."
The tone was laced with warning, as if everything Wei Qinghe did was truly for Dai Xingyu's sake.
Wei Qinghe curled her lips in disdain, "Dai Xingyu and Liuli should be locked together forever."
The guests could no longer stand it.
“How could Wei Qinghe possibly be interested in Dai Xingyu? I’ve heard that back then, Wei Qinghe’s grandmother couldn’t bear to see Wei Qinghe walk down the path of the demonic sect, so she forced Wei Qinghe to marry an ordinary person.”
Wei Qinghe was unaware that the news had already spread. She looked at Daoist Fuyue, who gave her a reassuring smile.
“Wei Qinghe is a member of the Ling Sect. Since she has decided to divorce her husband, she will definitely not turn back.”
"It's said that she's divorcing him, but the marriage never even happened. It's really unfair that she sacrificed five years of her life and wasted so many spirit stones."
"How could a junior sister of the Ling Sect possibly go back to such a worthless old flame? Someone like Dai Xingyu is actually quite a good match for True Monarch Liuli."
The sect leader's wife struggled to crawl out of the ruins, just as she overheard a guest saying that Wei Qinghe was the junior sister of the Ling Sect.
"How can someone with Wei Qinghe's background be worthy of being the junior sister of the Spirit Sect?"
“My daughter-in-law, True Monarch Liuli, is the number one sword cultivator in the Grand Sword Competition. How could she be compared to someone from a small family like Wei Qinghe?”
"What's wrong with Wei Qinghe's background?"
"Liuli is the number one in the sword cultivator competition? That's right, she's number one!"
"Liuli is also considered number one."
Last place!
Everyone burst into laughter, after all, they had all come from the Sword Cultivator Competition.
They still vividly remember that competition; Wei Qinghe's performance was both beautiful and dashing.
Xinghui Daozun felt extremely embarrassed. He had previously thought that it was because of his high prestige that so many fellow Daoists were giving him face and coming to congratulate him.
Only now did he belatedly realize that these cultivators hadn't come to offer congratulations at all; they had clearly come to laugh at the Azure Sword Sect and the Southern Maple Sect.
He quickly lowered his voice and shouted at the sect leader's wife, "Shut up!"
The sect leader's wife thought that Daoist Xinghui was just being modest, and she became even more pleased that her injuries seemed to have mostly healed.
"Is it possible that our Liuli is the number one sword cultivator in the competition? Are you all just jealous?"
"Wei Qinghe comes from a small family. How could she be qualified to enter the Spirit Sect? It seems that the Spirit Sect's standards for selecting disciples are not as good as those of my Azure Sword Sect!"
Immediately, someone countered, "No wonder the Nanfeng Sect can accomplish so many astonishing 'feats'; it turns out they think they're even more powerful than the Ling Sect!"
"The fact that Liuli, who was last in her class, could be so proudly flaunted shows that she is an extraordinary person."
"The dignified junior sister of the Spirit Sect, the daughter of the Eternal Heavenly Venerable, was mocked by her for her poor background. Only they could do something like mistaking a pearl for a fish eye, and then keep showing it off."
"What? Wei Qinghe is the daughter of Eternal Heavenly Venerable!" The sect leader's wife's spirits vanished instantly, and she collapsed into a slump, looking at least ten years older.
She stared intently at Wei Qinghe, her chest heaving heavily and slowly.
"Wei Qinghe also won first place in the sword cultivator competition!"
Two lines of tears flowed instantly, and his pale face, covered in mud, showed a complex expression.
She shook her head in despair and grief, her face a mixture of disbelief and a forced acceptance.
"No, no, it's impossible. How could Wei Qinghe be the daughter of Eternal Heavenly Venerable? How could her mediocre skills have won first place in the sword cultivator competition?"
“Wei Qinghe was just the daughter of a small family that had fallen on hard times…that’s why her grandmother gave her all her family’s possessions as her dowry…”
puff!
The sect leader's wife spat out a mouthful of black blood. She gave Wei Qinghe one last empty look before her eyes went black and she fainted.
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