The contract was quickly completed, and Qingdai returned to the Qingshuang Sword, which emitted a faint, cold light.
The pure wood element power was cleverly and perfectly integrated with Wei Qinghe's own wood element power.
The cultivators looked at Wei Qinghe with envy in their eyes.
However, they knew very well that they could not compare to Wei Qinghe.
Only Wei Qinghe and Daoist Fuyue are worthy of possessing the Azure Frost Sword.
However, with Fuyue Daozun's top-grade ice spirit root, swords of other elemental powers could not achieve their best effect in his hands.
Even now, many cultivators with slightly higher cultivation levels have realized that they cannot discern Wei Qinghe's spiritual root.
Many people previously thought Wei Qinghe had only a top-grade fire spirit root, but now it seems she should have a top-grade fire-wood spirit root.
Therefore, in the end, Wei Qinghe was the only one who was truly suited for the Azure Frost Sword.
"Amitabha!" That heavenly voice rang out again.
Then they saw Venerable Shichen walking towards them, his steps creating lotus blossoms, followed by Dai Xingyu and others from the Qingjian Sect.
Dai Xingyu's gaze fell on Wei Qinghe without any attempt to conceal it.
He had just seen Wei Qinghe in the secret chamber, but when he saw her again, he felt that she had become even more radiant and lively.
"The Azure Frost Sword!" The fourth senior brother of the Azure Sword Sect exclaimed in shock.
All of them then looked at the Frost Sword in Wei Qinghe's hand.
Although they had never seen the Azure Frost Sword before, they knew its general appearance from ancient books and records.
"Senior brothers, quickly snatch back the Azure Frost Sword! It belongs to our Azure Sword Sect!" True Monarch Liuli lay sprawled on the ground, her skirt once again soaked with blood.
Wei Qinghe's cold gaze swept over Dai Xingyu and the others.
Daoist Fuyue then looked at the group of people. Even if they wanted the Azure Frost Sword, they wouldn't dare to snatch it from Daoist Fuyue and Wei Qinghe.
"Liuli, shut up." Dai Xingyu stepped forward and grabbed Liuli's wrist. Even at this point, she still dared to be so arrogant.
Are they angry that they weren't judged on the spot by the immortal sects and want to send them to the Yellow Springs?
"The Green Sword Sect is guilty."
Liuli Zhenjun was unwilling to accept this, and her eyes were full of disappointment and despair when she looked at Dai Xingyu.
Dai Xingyu must regret choosing her and abandoning Wei Qinghe. Now that he sees Wei Qinghe getting better and better, does he wish he could immediately grovel and want to get back together with her?
Impossible. As long as she's alive, Dai Xingyu and Wei Qinghe can forget about staying together.
She also has a share in the spiritual veins of the Nanfeng Sect.
Just then, Daoist Fuyue suddenly said in a deep voice, "The City Lord of Feixian City has sent a message that all disciples of the Qingjian Sect will be imprisoned in the Immortal Prison for one year."
A year in the Celestial Prison is considered a very light punishment.
However, most of the disciples of the Azure Sword Sect were forced to act recklessly within the sect; they did not follow Star Radiance Daoist in doing anything else.
They felt wronged, but dared not refute it.
Fortunately, it was only for a year.
However, Dai Xingyu and his group were unwilling to waste a year.
They couldn't wait to return to the Nanfeng Sect to find the spiritual vein.
A year is neither a long nor a short time, but the spiritual vein waits for no one. If others find out about the spiritual vein, it will probably be snatched away.
Dai Xingyu grew increasingly uneasy, and he mustered his courage to speak:
"Daoist Fuyue, we have no idea what that old thief Xinghui did. My mother is in poor health, could you please..."
The fourth senior brother and the others also knelt down in unison, "We beg Venerable Fuyue and Venerable Shichen to show mercy. We really did not participate in those things."
With a flick of his wide sleeves, Daoist Fuyue scattered some cultivation techniques all over the ground.
"This is Lord Zhu's intention. Although you did not participate in those things, you aided and abetted evil, and at the same time you were practicing evil arts."
The disciples of the Azure Sword Sect were dumbfounded. They had actually practiced the techniques mentioned therein, but wasn't this the kind of training they were assigned to when they first entered the sect?
It's evil magic!
Xinghui, that old scoundrel, harmed them.
The Azure Sword Sect had no way to refute this, and could only obediently head to Flying Immortal City accompanied by cultivators from other immortal sects.
Dai Xingyu was filled with regret. He watched Wei Qinghe's retreating figure from afar, and almost cried with regret.
Why is he so impatient? Wouldn't it have been better for him to stay in the Nanfeng Sect?
Why did you leave with that old scoundrel Xinghui on your wedding day?
If he hadn't gone to the Azure Sword Sect and had become Wei Qinghe's husband, he would have gained access to the Spirit Sect's resources and been able to mine the spiritual veins under the Southern Maple Sect. He would probably be even inferior to Daoist Fuyue.
One year!
Could a sick and frail mother protect that spiritual vein for a year?
This time, with Daoist Fuyue, Venerable Shichen, and Wei Qinghe personally escorting them, it would be impossible for the disciples of the Qingjian Sect to escape.
They soon arrived at Flying Immortal City. Venerable Shichen took out a string of small brown Buddhist beads and said, "Young friend, don't forget the Brahma Sound Sect Dharma Assembly in three months."
Wei Qinghe looked at the Buddhist beads handed to her, seemingly not understanding what Venerable Shichen meant. She secretly glanced at Daoist Fuyue, and only after Daoist Fuyue nodded slightly to her did she accept the Buddhist beads.
"Thank you very much, Venerable Shichen. I will definitely go to the Brahma Sound Sect Dharma Assembly in three months as soon as possible."
Venerable Shichen clasped his hands together and said, "Then see you at the Dharma assembly!"
From afar, Dai Xingyu's gaze fell on Wei Qinghe again, just in time to see Venerable Shichen giving Wei Qinghe Buddhist beads.
Venerable Shichen is so kind to Wei Qinghe. If he were still Wei Qinghe's husband, he could openly interact with these powerful beings. He could just give them anything and they would be enough for him to walk around the immortal sect with impunity.
Regret is like a river dam bursting; once it starts, it's unstoppable.
Each additional instance of regret intensifies the torment of remorse in one's heart.
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