“Changqing, were those innocent Disciples whose essence blood and Divine Soul were sucked dry truly harmed by you?”
Murong Bing withdrew her killing intent, turning her gaze back to Xia Changqing, speaking indifferently with a sense of detachment.
She gazed at the tall young man’s handsome face, enough to captivate all beings, and couldn't help but recall the countless immoral and wicked deeds this Wicked Disciple had committed against her, betraying his Master and going against his Master.
Upon thinking of this, Murong Bing’s ears couldn't help but flush slightly.
“If I say no, will you believe it? Will you be willing to believe it?
Murong Bing, you have never treated me as your Eldest Disciple; these four wretches are your good Disciples.
Stop with this disgusting hypocrisy. Do as you please, whether it’s to kill or to flay me.
Just assume those people were killed by me. I just want to end this boring farce as soon as possible and then go to Black Water Prison to sleep.”
Xia Changqing’s deep eyes seemed to possess penetrative power, mockingly staring at the Phoenix eyes of the perfectly beautiful and cold woman on the cloud bed.
Before Murong Bing was severely disciplined and bullied by him, she was notoriously headstrong, cold-hearted, self-willed, and a domineering Empress who believed herself to be supreme.
In his previous life, he had also offered fierce explanations and well-reasoned arguments, but in the end, his Saint Eyes were still gouged out, his Immortal Demon Dao Bone removed, and he was reduced to a lowly dead dog.
“Hmph, you evil, stinking man, you want to use provocation to force me to cripple you, attempting to Cultivate the Swallowing Heaven Demon Art again and completely fall into the Great Heavenly Demon Dao.
Xia Changqing, don’t even think about it. I will definitely not let you repeat the same mistakes.”
Murong Bing secretly resolved to prevent Xia Changqing from Cultivating the Swallowing Heaven Demon Art.
“Sect Leader, Xia Changqing has shown disrespect to his elders and has already admitted his guilt.
Please, Sect Leader, mete out the most severe punishment, so that the Three Thousand Qingyun Disciples who died innocently may rest in peace in the heavens.”
Hearing Xia Changqing ‘voluntarily confess,’ Ye Zheng beamed with delight and quickly jumped out, demanding that Murong Bing impose a severe punishment.
“You hypocritical old thing, the real murderer is right behind you.”
Xia Changqing pointed at Ye Fan, who was behind Ye Zheng, and sneered.
“Senior Brother Xia, I know you are very jealous of me being deeply admired by the Junior Sisters and valued by the Sect Leader, but that is not a reason for you to kill people!”
Ye Fan said with a pretentious air.
“Grand Elder, my Three Thousand Qingyun Disciples died tragically in the Secret Realm. I am going to personally judge my Eldest Disciple. Are you very happy?”
Murong Bing, with her captivating beauty, cold arrogance, and slightly closed Phoenix eyes, looked down at Ye Zheng as if he were a dead man, speaking coldly.
“Sect Leader, please calm your anger. I didn’t mean that.”
Under the Saint King Peak expert’s killing intent lock from Murong Bing, Ye Zheng’s forehead was covered in dense beads of sweat, and parts of his robe on his back were soaked with perspiration, as he trembled and pleaded.
Murong Bing couldn’t tolerate even a speck of sand in her eyes. If she knew that Ye Zheng and Ye Fan had conspired to frame Xia Changqing in order to seize his Saint Eyes and Immortal Demon Dao Bone, the Ye family would be finished.
“Sect Leader, please calm your anger.
Xia Changqing annihilated humanity and indiscriminately killed the innocent. My grandfather was also considering the interests of our Holy Land!”
Ye Fan, with his handsome face showing sincerity and loyalty, knelt on one knee and respectfully said.
He subtly glanced at Murong Bing’s cold and beautiful divine face, and an infinite admiration arose in his heart.
As the most beautiful, elegant, and noble female cultivator among the Four Great Holy Lands, Murong Bing was the object of desire and admiration for countless male cultivators, and Ye Fan, the Son of Luck, was naturally no exception.
“Master, Brother Ye Fan is loyal to the Holy Land and to you!
He would not deceive you. Since Xia Changqing has already confessed, please punish him.”
Gu Miaojun glared at Xia Changqing with knitted brows.
Xia Changqing had killed her entire family. She had gone through immense hardship to join the Qingyun Holy Land, even colluding with Ye Fan, all to personally kill her enemy.
“This Queen will not wrongly accuse a good person, nor will I ever let a bad person go.
I feel that this matter is very suspicious, so I intend to summon the Emperor Weapon, the Haotian Mirror, to investigate the full story.”
Murong Bing said decisively.
“What?
You want to summon the Emperor Weapon, the Haotian Mirror, to discern the truth?”
Everyone in the Master Teacher Hall widened their eyes in disbelief and shock.
Although no mighty figure had proven their Dao to become a Great Emperor and Ascended to the Immortal Realm for a hundred thousand years on the Profound Sky Continent, due to its vast civilized heritage, ten Emperor Weapons had been left behind.
Qingyun, Yaochi, Jinwu, and Penglai, the Four Great Holy Lands, each possessed one Great Emperor’s Relics to suppress their Immortal Sect’s Luck.
The founding Ancestral Master of the Qingyun Holy Land was a Great Emperor who had proven his Dao. Before his Ascension, in order to solidify the Qingyun Holy Land’s ruling position, he specifically left behind his Natal Dao Artifact.
Each use of an Emperor Weapon consumed an unimaginable amount of resources, thus the Haotian Mirror, an Emperor Weapon, could only be used during times of critical crisis for the Qingyun Holy Land.
“What the hell? Murong Bing, this selfish, self-centered woman, would actually use the Haotian Mirror, an Emperor Weapon, for my innocence.
Did she Cultivate too much and her brain broke?
Is the Emperor Weapon’s Origin free?”
Xia Changqing was also filled with disbelief.
If it weren't for the fact that after he self-detonated with the Heavenly Dao, the last trace of his Divine Soul True Spirit had personally witnessed his wife holding two little ones safely entering the gate to the Immortal Realm, he would truly suspect that Murong Bing had also returned to three thousand years ago.
His successful revenge and the overthrow of the Qingyun Holy Land, and the establishment of the Demonic Kingdom on land, were mainly due to him ambushing Murong Bing while she was in the Nirvana weak period after Breakthrough to the Jun Di Realm, then setting up ancient Seal forbidden techniques, and perfectly carrying out insults and Dual Cultivation, severely bullying her.
“Xia Changqing, you despicable and shameless dog, you are again insulting this Queen as stupid.
Everything I do is not for you, but for the Qingyun Dao Tradition and the common people under heaven.
Returning to Qingyun, this immoral bond should also end.
I, Murong Bing, will not repeat the same mistakes and let you, this Wicked Disciple, bully me at will again.
This Queen will prove her Dao to become a Great Emperor and ruthlessly trample you underfoot like trash.”
Murong Bing, listening to Xia Changqing’s thoughts through the hongmeng jade pendant, bit her red lips and softly cursed him.
Her feelings for this damned Wicked Disciple, Xia Changqing, were extremely complex.
Due to the special nature of the Nine Heavens Emperor Scripture she Cultivated, which required Nirvana, Xia Changqing took advantage of her successful Breakthrough to the Jun Di Realm and her entry into a weak period to launch a sneak attack.
He used lost ancient secret techniques to Seal her entire magical power, imprisoning her in the Master Teacher Hall, treating her as a Dual Cultivation Cauldron, wantonly plundering, humiliating, and bullying her.
During that dark and helpless period, Murong Bing wished she could dismember the Wicked Disciple Xia Changqing into a thousand pieces, eat his flesh and drink his blood, so that he would never be reincarnated.
However, over nearly a thousand years of growing affection, future considerations, and prolonged intimacy, as well as Xia Changqing’s domineering bedroom activities and sweet-talked caresses, Murong Bing unknowingly planted the evil Demonic shadow of the handsome young man in her heart, and even bore him two adorable children.
“Sect Leader, this is absolutely not permissible! The Haotian Mirror is the Divine Artifact that suppresses the Qingyun Luck of our Qingyun Holy Land.
Each use consumes a large amount of resources and the Emperor Weapon’s Origin!
Xia Changqing, such a fiend, a Wicked Disciple who has annihilated humanity, using the Haotian Mirror for him is not worth the loss!”
Ye Zheng came to his senses, knelt on both knees, and shouted loudly.
If the Haotian Mirror were to uncover the truth that Ye Fan colluded with the Heavenly Devil Sect Saintess to slaughter thousands of Qingyun Inner Sect Disciples and deliberately frame Xia Changqing, they would all be finished.
“Boom!”
The Saint King Peak’s Aura pressure suddenly descended upon the Master Teacher Hall, and everyone inside instantly became trapped as if in a quagmire, unable to move. Murong Bing then struck with a palm.
“Rumble!
Pfft, Sect Leader, spare my life, this old man knows his mistake.”
Ye Zheng, a Great Saint Realm cultivator, was immediately blasted into the ground, spitting out a large mouthful of fresh blood as he painfully begged for mercy.
“My Disciple is not for you to dictate, and I, Murong Bing, am even less for you to teach me how to do things.”
The Perfectly Beautiful Sect Leader sat elegantly on the cloud bed, her exquisite features filled with coldness and killing intent, like an unparalleled, autocratic, iron-blooded Empress, speaking with cold indifference.
Towards Ye Zheng, who secretly colluded with the Heavenly Demon Sect and attempted rebellion and usurpation of power, Murong Bing showed no mercy, directly suppressing him with overwhelming force.
