The Demon Lord's persona must not be ruined!

Chapter 62 Not worthy!

Chu Yuan smiled:

"Do you recognize this jade pendant?"

Youyue stepped forward, took out the yellowed letter from her sleeve, and unfolded it.

At the very bottom of the letter, the plum blossom mark imprinted with spiritual power was clearly visible in the sunlight.

Sun Yan's expression froze completely.

He stared at the plum blossom, his pupils shrinking to the size of pinpoints, his lips moving but unable to utter a single word.

"What, don't you recognize me?"

Chu Yuan stood up, brushed off non-existent dust from his hands, and said casually:

"You can't even recognize the mark you branded yourself?"

Sun Yan suddenly looked up, his eyes filled with malice:

"How did you get this?!"

"A letter Qin Shuang's mother wrote to her before she passed away."

Chu Yuan looked at him, his tone calm:

"She couldn't bear to tear it down. It was hidden deep inside the archives for twenty years."

"When you chose her to possess someone, did you think she was the easiest target because she was an orphan and all alone?"

"Do you know that every night before bed she touches this letter, reluctant to open it, just wanting to feel the last bit of her mother's memory through the envelope?"

Sun Yan's face turned pale and then flushed.

The people of Hundred Flowers Valley looked at each other, completely unable to understand what was being said.

What possession?

What Qin Shuang?

Mo Yurou's mind went blank.

She suddenly looked at Sun Yan, her voice trembling:

"You've possessed someone?!"

Sun Yan ignored her.

He just stared at Chu Yuan, his eyes so dark they could drip water.

"The Demon Lord has some impressive methods."

He suddenly laughed, a sinister laugh:

"However, do you think you can succeed with just this—"

Before he finished speaking, his figure blurred, and he became a blur as he rushed towards the mountain gate!

Trying to run away!

pity.

He had just rushed out three zhang (approximately 10 meters).

"Bang!"

A dark figure descended from the sky and punched him in the face.

Sun Yan was sent flying, rolling seven or eight times on the ground before finally coming to a stop after crashing into half of a stone wall.

Li Tu landed, clenched his fist, and grinned:

"Run? I've been watching you for ages."

Sun Yan lay on the ground, half of his face swollen, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, looking utterly disheveled.

He struggled to get up, only to find that his spiritual energy had been scattered and destroyed by the punch.

Li Tu walked over, grabbed him by the back of the neck like a chick, carried him back to the center of the square, and threw him to the ground.

"Bang."

Another muffled sound.

Sun Yan lay there, covered in dirt, his earlier sinister appearance completely gone.

Chu Yuan looked down at him:

"Still running?"

Sun Yan didn't speak, but stared at him intently with venomous eyes.

Chu Yuan didn't care and turned to look at the people from Hundred Flowers Valley.

"This man is called Sun Yan, the guardian elder of the Xuantian Sect, in the early stage of the Tribulation Transcending Realm."

"Three months ago, he possessed Qin Shuang, a disciple of our sect, and used her identity to infiltrate Hundred Flowers Valley."

"He was the one who stole the supplies from the sect. He used the 'Moonlight Heart Sutra,' a technique that protects the heart meridian, and deliberately framed Youyue."

"Those righteous spies in the White Bone Hall were arranged by him and Xue Lie together. Xue Lie was the one doing the work, and he was the one directing from behind."

"As for the purpose..."

Chu Yuan paused, his tone remaining calm:

"He instigates internal strife within the demonic path, then provokes war between the righteous and demonic paths. Once the two sides are at war, the people behind him can fish in troubled waters."

He explained each and every single matter clearly.

With each sentence spoken, the expressions of the people from Hundred Flowers Valley changed.

In the end, the entire room fell silent.

The newly initiated disciples all lowered their heads, not daring to breathe loudly.

The older disciples stared wide-eyed at Sun Yan, who was lying on the ground, as if he were a monster.

Mo Yurou stood there, her face pale.

She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but found that she had no idea what to say.

She was deceived by Sun Yan for three months.

Three months!

This person was right under her nose, using his status as her disciple to come and go in the valley.

But she found nothing.

Mo Yurou took a deep breath, turned to face Chu Yuan, and bowed deeply:

"Demon Lord, the responsibility for the oversight of Hundred Flowers Valley lies with this junior—"

"Alright."

Chu Yuan waved his hand, interrupting her:

"As I have said, I have not come here today to interrogate you."

He looked at Sun Yan, who was lying on the ground:

"I'm taking this person with me. The body he's using belongs to one of our sect's disciples. He's already killed that person."

Mo Yurou nodded repeatedly:

"Demon Lord, please do as you please."

Chu Yuan nodded and turned to walk towards the flying boat.

After taking two steps, he suddenly stopped.

He turned back to look at Sun Yan, his tone flat:

"I don't care who's behind you."

Sun Yan raised his head, his eyes filled with malice:

"Not going to ask? Then what's the point of arresting me?"

Chu Yuan smiled.

He laughed rather calmly, as if he had heard something insignificant.

"Anyone who dares to mess with the main body will have to pay the price."

"I will investigate the person behind you slowly. But first, think about how you would like to die a comfortable death."

Sun Yan's expression changed.

Li Tu stepped forward, grabbed his shoulder, and poured in spiritual energy, instantly sealing off all of his cultivation.

Sun Yan struggled twice, but couldn't break free.

He looked up at Chu Yuan, his eyes filled with resentment:

"You think arresting me is the end of it? Let me tell you, the person behind me..."

"Alright."

Chu Yuan waved his hand, interrupting him:

"You've already said that. Save your energy, you'll be tortured later."

Sun Yan choked.

Li Tu grinned, picked him up, and headed towards the flying boat.

Mo Yurou stood there, watching the black-robed figure turn and leave, her lips moving slightly.

She knew what she should say.

The Valley of a Hundred Flowers has made such a huge fool of itself, being used as a pawn for three months, and it was only after the Demon Lord himself came to expose it.

Both out of courtesy and reason, she should thank him.

But even though the words were on the tip of his tongue, he just couldn't bring himself to say them.

Good and evil cannot coexist; this is something ingrained in our very being.

Mo Yurou gritted her teeth and suddenly stepped forward:

"Demon Lord, please wait."

Chu Yuan stopped and turned to look at her.

Mo Yurou took a deep breath, clasped her hands in a fist and bowed:

"Today's events have earned Hundred Flowers Valley's gratitude from the Demon Lord. In the future... if there is an opportunity, Hundred Flowers Valley will surely repay the favor."

These words were spoken through gritted teeth, as if squeezed out from between clenched teeth.

Chu Yuan looked at her expression and suddenly smiled:

"Valley Master Mo, I have received your gratitude. But you don't need to be so upset."

Mo Yurou was taken aback.

Chu Yuan stood with his hands behind his back, his tone calm:

"I've come today not to help your Hundred Flowers Valley, but to clean house."

"Sun Yan harmed my Xuantian Sect disciples, robbed my Xuantian Sect's resources, and framed my Xuantian Sect leader. It has nothing to do with your Hundred Flowers Valley."

Mo Yurou opened her mouth, but for a moment she didn't know what to say.

Chu Yuan continued:

"As for your statement that good and evil cannot coexist—"

He paused, looking at Mo Yurou:

"I never deny this."

"The righteous path has its own way, and the demonic path has its own way. Since the paths are different, then let's contend. Let's contend for opportunities, for destiny, and for whose path better represents the will of heaven and earth."

"But this does not mean that the righteous path can plant spies in the demonic path, or that the demonic path can indiscriminately kill innocent people."

Mo Yurou was stunned.

Chu Yuan smiled when he saw her expression:

"What's wrong? Can't figure it out?"

Mo Yurou didn't say anything.

Chu Yuan didn't care and turned to walk towards the flying boat.

He took two steps, then suddenly stopped, turned around, and looked at her:

"Master Mo, I have one last piece of advice for you."

"We will eventually have a battle."

"But not now."

"The righteous path as it is now is not worthy."

After saying that, he stepped onto the flying boat.

Mo Yurou stood there, her face turning green.