"Wow, what kind of people are these!"
"Is this the so-called leader of the righteous sects?"
Within the spiritual sea, the system, which had been secretly peeking at this scene, couldn't help but curse:
"Speaking of which, host, was that guy just now the mastermind who sched to kill A-Yi in the previous lifeti?"
Outwardly gentle, refined, and scholarly, putting on an air of a righteous gentleman, his reputation outside was also quite good, always hoisting the banner of justice to justify his actions.
Hmm... this image, I have to say, is very reminiscent of the faces of certain hypocritical righteous characters in so film and television works.
The system couldn't help but secretly grumble.
"That's not necessarily the case!" Leaning on the soft couch, An Ning's gaze paused on the faces of the leading few people:
"Now that the Xuanming Cult is a major force, the so-called leader of the righteous sects in this situation is nothing more than another target sticking its head out."
Anyway, judging from the other party's actions, this person values reputation and fa, and is truly greedy and ruthless, but to be honest, for now, An Ning actually doesn't think the other party is all that clever or shrewd.
At least at the banquet, there were quite a few old foxes who saw through this person's intentions.
Even without today's incident, those who coveted her cultivation thod were not few in number, but in fact, it was indeed this one who stepped forward first...
However, that's also not certain...
Thinking of Yi'er's experiences in the previous lifeti, did dealing with such people really require deep scheming?
The answer is no.
Standing above the crowd, having no one to rely on, yet possessing a supre treasure, yet respecting life, unable to be as ruthless and rciless as his father in using killing to stop killing.
Tell , who wouldn't want to take a big bite out of such a person?
Does the so-called excuse, the pretense, even matter?
In An Ning's view, the truth doesn't even matter.
Whether the various persecutions in the previous life were due to genuine deception or harbored ulterior motives, only these righteous sect mbers, these justice envoys, know best themselves.
An Ning suddenly recalled a classic short story she had seen before:
One day, a wise man traveled to a certain place.
Suddenly, he heard a group of people cursing: "Pah! Such a great demon kills people like cutting grass, persecutes the local villages, deserves to be cut into a thousand pieces and thrown into boiling oil!"
The wise man then asked: "You have not seen him kill anyone, so why do you insult him so?"
That person replied: "I heard it from others! Isn't it spreading everywhere outside?"
The wise man asked again: "On the great mountain to the far west, there lives a bloodthirsty demon. Every ti dusk falls, he cos down the mountain to hunt, taking at least three to five people, sotis slaughtering hundreds or thousands. Countless people have seen it with their own eyes. Why don't you curse him?"
Upon hearing this, that person's face instantly showed fear, and he quickly stepped forward, trying to cover the wise man's mouth:
"Ah! Young man, stop talking! You mustn't say such things! If he hears, that one will truly kill people!"
I have to say, it's both hilariously funny and utterly absurdly ironic.
In any case, after this day, an invisible storm began to spread rapidly throughout the cultivation world...
But within the small courtyard, life continued as usual.
Despite the storms and rumors outside, An Ning pretended to know nothing, casually tossing the final jade slip on artifact forging to Yi'er, who was so absorbed he forgot to eat and sleep. As for herself, between cultivation sessions, she happily enjoyed the delicious food and fine wine stored in her jade ring, simply waiting at ease for the results.
Her theoretical knowledge, combined with this Child of Destiny's heaven-defying talent and creativity—to be honest, An Ning was very much looking forward to what kind of sparks would fly from this collision.
Sigh, she figured that before this world ended, her dream of a planting space would no longer be just a dream.
Holding this thought, An Ning felt absolutely wonderful. As for the little bugs outside, let them jump around for now!
Xiao Yi, who every day turned his head only to et his aunt's sparkling, expectant gaze: "..."
Was his aunt so optimistic about him?
Hehe, but he also felt that, although he still couldn't grasp the essentials of alchemy, his aunt was right—everyone has their own strengths. At least in formations and artifact forging, he felt his own talent was quite good, quite excellent!
Holding this thought, Xiao Yi felt as if countless spiritual lights were flashing through his spiritual sea like stars at this mont.
In the blink of an eye, over half a month passed. Outside, storms raged, but within the small courtyard in Jiangnan, peace and tranquility remained. Until this day, a clearly anxious voice suddenly ca through the communication spirit jade from Xie Xuan.
"What? Aunt is cultivating an evil technique? Absorbing the cultivation of others everywhere, which is why she can fight the Xuanming Cult's leader at such a young age?"
"And now there are no less than several dozen victims..."
Xiao Yi, who had been staying in the small courtyard for the past half-month due to a burst of inspiration and hadn't taken a single step outside: "???"
An Ning: "..."
What can I say? This familiar tactic and thod really is... not the slightest bit surprising?
From the other side of the jade pendant ca Xie Xuan's voice, clearly tinged with anger: "Yes. Moreover, currently, so small families or outstanding disciples from affiliated sects have been disappearing one after another. These people have already taken their grievances to major sects like the Tianxuan Sect and the Azure Cloud Sect."
"There are also quite a few righteous rogue cultivators among them, saying they want to eliminate demons and defend the righteous path! They even say soone saw with their own eyes that you, Miss Shen, personally killed soone to silence them over so re verbal dispute..."
Hearing the anger in the other party's tone, unlike Xiao Yi's current boundless fury, An Ning's tone remained as usual, even having the mood to tease:
"Not only that, judging by your reaction, I suppose quite a few people believe it, right?"
"Of course they 'believe' it!"
Xie Xuan's tone couldn't help but carry a hint of sarcasm:
"These people keep saying that you, Miss Shen, are so young yet can rival the Xuanming Cult's leader; you must be using so shady cultivation thod."
Hearing An Ning's calm tone and knowing she likely still had cards up her sleeve, Xie Xuan's originally anxious tone finally relaxed a bit, though the sarcasm in his words remained.
Hah, look, such a familiar tactic.
Back when the forr Grand Elder suddenly made a breakthrough, similar rumors were just as nurous. If not for the Xie Family's deep foundation and their thousand-year reputation in the local area, their na would have long been mud.
Even so, various probes and tests have never been absent over the years. The Xuanming Sect is rely the overt one.
Therefore, the mont they received the news, the Xie Family had already pretty much figured out the whole story.
However...
"What about your Xie Family? Have you decided which side to stand on?" From behind the jade pendant, An Ning asked as if casually:
"Such an important matter, yet today it's you, Third Young Master Xie, speaking to , not the Xie Family head..."
"Miss Shen is indeed clever!"
Xie Xuan closed his eyes slightly and spoke truthfully:
"Father is currently in discussion with all the elders!"
An Ning wasn't surprised by this, having anticipated it long ago. At any ti, going against the mainstream is a dangerous thing. For a family, it would be strange if they could make an imdiate decision!
"Thank you, Third Young Master Xie..."
After him, ca Xie Lingyun's voice, clearly tinged with urgency...
An Ning and Xiao Yi exchanged a look.
Even a reclusive family like the Xie Family, which had kept to itself for years, had already received the news. This showed just how ferociously the rumors were spreading.
Sure enough, on this day, just as the two of them went out on a whim to eat, looking at the obviously abnormal dishes on the plate, An Ning couldn't help but find it amusing:
Well, well, playing with poison, and on her head at that.
Even Xiao Yi beside her was speechless.
The next mont, the two of them were heavily surrounded by people:
Ignoring the clichéd accusations from these people, An Ning unceremoniously unleashed killing moves. Xiao Yi did the sa, his anger these days practically off the charts. On the small street, people kept falling. However, just as An Ning was about to point her sword at the last person, a familiar voice suddenly rang out from not far away:
"Miss Shen, wait!"
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