After Faking Her Death and Escaping, the Junior Sister Fell to the Demonic Path - Chapter 25.2

“Elder Guan, someone who so flagrantly violates sect rules and wantonly harms fellow disciples, are you truly going to beg for mercy for him?”

“This…” Elder Guan’s face flushed crimson, seemingly not expecting someone to be so blunt. However, observing the surroundings, the Sect Leader was silent, and his fellow elders were also all silent. He knew that the facts were indeed as the voice stated.

Guan Jinghong had indeed caused a huge disaster.

He looked at Qin Qingyi, recognizing her as the senior disciple of Hidden Snow Peak.

Although he was given an awkward situation, he did not feel overly angry. Instead, he turned and bowed to Reverend Wen Qing, his voice apologetic: “I truly apologize. I did not know that my unworthy son had committed such a great sin.”

After standing up, his beard trembled a few times, as if the next words were extremely painful for him to utter, but he finally spoke them: “Since this is the case, it seems I should not interfere. Whether to execute or dismember, I leave it to the injured party’s discretion.”

With that, he temporarily retreated to the side and said no more.

This meant he was no longer going to save Guan Jinghong.

Guan Jinghong seemed to have long anticipated this outcome, merely snorting coldly, turning his head away, looking utterly disheartened.

Qin Qingyi was somewhat surprised.

This person, was he so easily appeased?

She had thought there would be a tough battle.

Reverend Wen Qing walked to her side, gave her a reproving look, and then transmitted her voice to her: “Why are you so anxious? I, your Master, can handle this. You just sit back and watch.”

“Besides, Elder Guan is not the person you think he is. This old man is very sensible.” That’s why they hesitated when Elder Guan pleaded for his son. It was just that this little fox was being troublesome and jumped out before they could.

Qin Qingyi raised an eyebrow in surprise; that was something she didn’t know, but now was not the time to discuss it.

Now that the entire sect was aware, where was that person? Hadn’t they arrived yet?

Qin Qingyi quietly scanned the area, her eyes fixed on a certain spot, and then she let out a soft chuckle.

She finally came.

So, she changed her expression, looked at Shangguan Yu and the elders, and smoothly interjected with a smile: “Although today’s matter was caused by these few people, the true culprit is not them. The disciple already inquired about the cause and effect before coming, and the true culprit has now appeared and is among the onlookers.”

She looked at Reverend Wen Qing: “I beg Master to grant your disciple the opportunity to expose the true culprit, so that Hidden Snow Peak may be cleared of suspicion.”

Her turn came so quickly that many people couldn’t react. Apart from the Sect Leader and several elders who had already guessed most of the story, the rest of the onlookers instantly erupted in chaos.

“What’s going on? Is there still someone who hasn’t been found?”

“They’ve already caught so many people, and they’re still not the main instigators?”

The surrounding disciples were abuzz with discussion. Only one person, upon hearing Qin Qingyi’s words, was sweating profusely and her face turned pale.

She stared intently at Guan Jinghong in the crowd and muttered to herself:

“Impossible, he wouldn’t betray me.”

Although she said this, her body was already unstable, especially when Guan Jinghong noticed her gaze and cast an apologetic look toward her.

That sense of unease reached its peak.

Sorry.

She saw Guan Jinghong mouth the words.

Although there was no sound, she could vaguely make out the lip shape.

“Qiyue, what’s wrong?”

Someone next to her saw she was acting strangely and couldn’t help but ask with concern.

Bai Qiyue gently shook her head, “I’m fine.”

Her voice was weak, and she lowered her head, not daring to look forward again.

She shouldn’t have come.

Bai Qiyue regretted it in her heart. If she hadn’t heard that Guan Jinghong was captured, she wouldn’t have had to rush over out of worry about being exposed.

Damn it! How could Guan Jinghong be so careless?!

He was supposed to follow her command!

Why did he act alone?

And expose the plan!

In front of the Enforcement Hall, Reverend Wen Qing knew that her senior disciple had her own ideas. If she didn’t have a specific person in mind, she would never have brought this up so rashly.

She figured Qin Qingyi must have extracted some information from these people before arriving, so she nodded and agreed: “Go.”

Having received the order, Qin Qingyi immediately drew her sword and walked toward the crowd of onlookers not far away.

Her gaze was burning, and the surrounding disciples all moved aside for her, watching her walk toward her target.

And seeing Qin Qingyi looking in her direction, Bai Qiyue nervously tried to leave, but the moment she turned around, she heard a gentle whisper that sounded like a death knell.

Qin Qingyi used the Shrinking Ground to an Inch technique, appearing beside Bai Qiyue in an instant. Looking at her face, which had lost its color due to fear, she spoke softly:

“Since you’ve come, why leave?”

But her words sounded like a life-claiming ghost to Bai Qiyue, who wished she could escape immediately.

But it was too late.

Bai Qiyue first felt a dizzying sensation, and then her body fell heavily, followed by a sharp pain from her side.

Qin Qingyi slammed the person onto the ground, then smiled sweetly and bowed to Shangguan Yu: “Reporting to the Sect Leader, the real mastermind, your disciple has brought her.”

“Bai Qiyue?”

Shangguan Yu looked down at the disciple she found very familiar, her expression cold.

She remembered her.

Bai Qiyue, an outer sect disciple of Jianmen, who had achieved the third-place result in the last inner sect disciple assessment but chose to return to the outer sect instead of taking on an inner sect elder as a master.

And her other identity was the successor of the Medicine King Valley and the undisputed future Medical Immortal.

However, ordinary disciples had no way of knowing these things. To protect their successor, Medicine King Valley had long entrusted Jianmen to look after her, although the only requirement was that she remain safe in Jianmen.

Because of this matter, Medicine King Valley even signed a friendly pact with Jianmen, stating that whenever their disciples traveled outside and encountered mutual difficulties, they must help and treat each other without seeking reward.

Medicine King Valley had done Jianmen a great favor, so Shangguan Yu naturally had a deep impression of both the matter and Bai Qiyue.

She just didn’t know that Bai Qiyue had caused such a huge scandal in Jianmen.

“Instigating infighting among disciples and spreading rumors to slander Hidden Snow Peak—did you do all of this?”

Shangguan Yu asked, looking at Bai Qiyue, who was on the ground rubbing the scrape on her wrist, her voice devoid of emotion.

Bai Qiyue lowered her head and didn’t speak.

Shangguan Yu didn’t care if she answered or not, and simply said: “Your actions violate the Jianmen sect rules. I will immediately contact Medicine King Valley to have them take you back. From now on, you are no longer a disciple of Jianmen.”

“I don’t want to go back!”

Bai Qiyue looked up and loudly retorted. Her body was tense, like a little hedgehog raising all its quills.

Qin Qingyi looked at Bai Qiyue on the ground, somewhat confused by her actions.

“Bai Qiyue, you know clearly that you are not suited for sword practice. Why did you insist on coming to our Jianmen sect instead of going back to Medicine King Valley to be your Medical Immortal?”

Qin Qingyi spoke softly. She couldn’t understand why Bai Qiyue plotted so much just to smear Hidden Snow Peak.

Hearing her words, Bai Qiyue suddenly looked up, staring at her fiercely: “What do you know?!”

Qin Qingyi slightly leaned back at that remark. What did she know?

Huh?

Did she need to know anything?

Not being suited for sword practice was simply not being suited for it. Why was she not allowed to say it?

Seeing that she was still bewildered and clearly hadn’t understood her words, Bai Qiyue gritted her teeth, eyes red, and stood up. Every word she spoke was like a cuckoo crying blood:

“I started practicing the sword when I was four years old. I don’t know how many times I’ve been injured for the sake of practicing. To be able to come to Jianmen, I practiced my swordsmanship and sought to comprehend sword intent day and night. With one sentence of ‘not suited,’ you completely negate all my efforts. Why?!”

“I worked so hard, just to become a true Jianmen disciple!”

She spoke so emotionally that tears flowed from the corners of her eyes, and her voice became choked with sobs. Yet, she was utterly stubborn, rolling up her sleeve to wipe away her tears, and then casting a look of resolute determination at Reverend Wen Qing.

Reverend Wen Qing suddenly had a bad premonition. She wanted to stop her but was a step too late, only able to watch as Bai Qiyue accused:

“To be accepted under Reverend Wen Qing, I dared not slack off in the slightest. After entering Jianmen, I practiced diligently, just to win first place in the inner sect disciple trial! But why?! Why did you never choose me?!”

Reverend Wen Qing: “Huh?”

She didn’t understand.

What did she mean by “she never chose her”?

Did she even know her?

Seeing her perplexed look, Qin Qingyi had to whisper a reminder: “Master, have you forgotten? She was the third place in the last inner sect disciple assessment. Junior Brother and Third Junior Brother were the top two. She wanted to take you as her Master, but you didn’t accept her, which made her lose a lot of face in front of all the elders.”

“Master, another one of your romantic debts.”

Qin Qingyi even deliberately raised the pitch at the end of the last sentence, speaking with an extremely sarcastic tone.

Reverend Wen Qing’s head immediately began to ache, as if her robes had been caught on fire. She quickly covered Qin Qingyi’s mouth: “What romantic debt? Don’t talk nonsense! Where do I have any romantic debts outside?”

Her overly guilty appearance was too conspicuous among the silent elders, causing the people around to stop looking at Bai Qiyue and turn to her instead.

Faced with the speechless looks of her colleagues, Reverend Wen Qing gave an awkward laugh, released her hand covering Qin Qingyi sheepishly, cleared her throat twice, and then returned to her usual ethereal and dignified manner.

“Ahem,” she looked at Bai Qiyue, thought for a long time, and finally found the person in her memory. Facing Bai Qiyue’s expectant gaze, she said after a long pause: “Well, Bai Qiyue, right?”

Her uncertain tone immediately drew a wave of condemning looks from the surroundings, but Reverend Wen Qing had a thick skin and completely ignored the external judgment.

Looking into Bai Qiyue’s hopeful expression, Reverend Wen Qing apologized: “It’s not that I don’t want to take you as a disciple; it’s that we don’t have the fate of a Master and disciple.”

Hearing her words, Bai Qiyue immediately became agitated, as if she couldn’t accept the answer. She was both aggrieved and furious: “You could have clearly refused me, but you chose to concoct such a lie!”

“Do you think I’m as stupid as a pig, and I’ll believe anything you say?!”