I courted death and then tried to escape, so the whole sect wants to get rid of me.

Jiang Jin and the others were clearly severely impacted by the shock to their worldview.

Third Senior Sister not only committed evil deeds within the sect, but she also stole other people's clothes and was promiscuous outside...?

Song Yao managed to recall this memory.

I do seem to have encountered members of the Millennium Sect in a demon realm before.

He also rescued them from the clutches of the demons.

However, she later encountered a little spirit that had transformed into human form. Since she didn't have any extra clothes, she went to the pond and casually grabbed one for the little spirit to wear, exchanging it for a jade pendant.

But she clearly left him her underwear!

This person is spreading rumors.

This is pure fabrication!

To ruin her reputation!

She tried to prove her innocence, interjecting, "Could it be a misunderstanding? She might not have thought that much about it!"

The boy burst into tears, crying out, "She hugged me before, how could it be a misunderstanding? You people from the Nine Saints Hall are all as irresponsible as her!"

Song Yao: "......"

To save him from the evil spirit, I put my arm around his waist—does that count as a hug?

She gave up struggling and sat back down.

Mingran stammered, a rare occurrence for her: "She's already gone, what more do you want?"

The young man sniffed and roared, "I don't want anything, I just want to tell her that I won't have any feelings for her anymore! I won't love her anymore! I won't let her be a widow!"

Song Yao: "......"

juvenile.

Could you be any more embarrassed?

She was wearing another face and her toes were digging into the ground.

The others were also sprayed with spittle and stood there bewildered.

Chen He wiped his face and said with a smile, "It's alright, it's alright, you'll get used to it."

But clearly, this wasn't the only one looking to cause trouble for Song Yao.

With Millennium Hall as the starting point, several smaller sects followed suit, weeping and wailing as they began their accusations.

"It's all Song Yao's fault! That day, she came to our sect and challenged my senior sister to a duel. A duel is one thing, but she also insisted on holding my senior sister's hand and teaching her swordsmanship, saying it was some kind of 'Tender Affection Sword.' Now look what's happened! My senior sister has lost her appetite and even wants to leave the sect to become a disciple of the Nine Saints Hall! Give me back my senior sister!"

"What kind of nonsense is this! That scoundrel Song Yao came to our sect as a guest and insisted on using my master's alchemy furnace to fry tofu! It stinks like a latrine! All the pills my master refines now have a foul smell! How are we going to settle this score?!"

"And then there's my senior brother. That day in the cave, when he was learning to do the upside-down hook, Song Yao rushed up and kicked him, telling him not to do anything rash. My senior brother was disfigured, and to shut him up, Song Yao actually said he would take responsibility for him! After Song Yao died, my senior brother even wanted to commit suicide with her, and now he keeps threatening to hang himself!!"

"..."

At first, the members of Jiushengtang tried to comfort the victims' families, but outnumbered, they sat down in silence and accepted the barrage of spittle.

Cheng Yue covered her face and asked Chen He, "Senior Brother Chen, were you always surrounded like this when you went out before?"

Chen He wiped his face: "I'm not that gentle."

Cheng Yue: "..."

Mingran whispered, "I have a feeling they're not here for revenge, but to settle old scores. Was Third Senior Sister always this promiscuous?"

Song Yao: "Slander!"

That's absolutely slander.

She has certainly done a lot of bad things, but she never plays with other people's feelings.

Is it her fault that these people are infatuated with her?

She didn't dare shout too loudly, and turned to the side with her arms crossed.

Mingran continued, "I don't understand. I get the feeling they resent Third Senior Sister for not being good enough to them or caring enough. Senior Brother Chen, are you close to Third Senior Sister?"

"Third Senior Sister is a direct disciple, so we don't have many opportunities to meet."

Chen He pursed his lips, and when she asked him that question, that figure involuntarily came to mind.

How spirited and ambitious the young man was! He was always far ahead of everyone else.

He had only crossed paths with her once.

When he went down the mountain to hunt demons, he was seriously injured while protecting the villagers when they were surrounded by demons.

At the critical moment, the person, eating a candied hawthorn, lazily appeared behind the demon, smiling with crescent-shaped eyes, and said, "Junior brother, your senior sister saved your life. Remember to treat your senior sister to a meal later."

The demon he couldn't defeat even with his life on the line was dealt with by her in just a few moves, leaving the candied hawthorns in her hand completely unharmed.

So he waited and waited to treat her to a meal to repay her kindness.

Unfortunately, it seems that those words were just a casual remark she made in jest.

When they met again, she didn't even remember who he was.

The bright moon shines brightly, it is indeed dazzling, it is indeed very attractive, and it is indeed difficult to get close to it.

He concealed the dejection in his eyes, stood up, and bowed to the crowd before him, saying, "The Nine Saints Hall should have already given the compensation that should have been given. My junior brothers and sisters are still young, so please be kind in your words."

It wasn't some deep-seated hatred; after venting their frustrations, the disciples realized that the disciples from the Nine Saints Hall who participated this year were unusually young.

They were all scolded and looked dejected, almost pathetic.

They quickly returned to normal, bowing back with slight remorse: "You are from the same sect as her, and you have suffered even more."

"I heard that you senior brothers and sisters were tortured to the point of being unrecognizable."

"Fortunately, she's already..."

Chen He was very familiar with the process.

This is usually how it goes. After Song Yao's various enemies come knocking on her door and she hurls insults at them, they realize that the people of the Nine Saints Hall are also victims, and then they apologize and have a friendly exchange.

Before leaving, they left some fruit and pastries behind.

After everyone left, Jiang Jin frowned and said unhappily, "Third Senior Sister just died, leaving us, the Nine Saints Hall, to clean up her mess."

Chen He's expression darkened slightly: "Respect for the dead is paramount; let's not talk about it anymore."

Jiang Jin was displeased: "She even harmed Master and my fellow disciples, why can't we speak out?"

Chen He: "It was the Hall Master who personally ordered that all disciples of the Nine Saints Hall, regardless of the cause and effect, must no longer insult Third Senior Sister."

Jiang Jin: "..."

Chen He took a deep breath: "Moreover, Third Senior Sister's death in the Earth Realm was unexpected by everyone. Even the Hall Master and Elders didn't want her to die, so how can we make a fuss about her death..."

Song Yao paused slightly in the hand holding the pastry, then shook her head helplessly.

Although it was unexpected, her death must have brought a sigh of relief to Master and the others.

Before Jiang Jin could refute anything further, the hall erupted in commotion once more.

Amidst the bustling crowd, several disciples dressed in identical white robes walked in.

They all wore silver-patterned brocade robes, with the Taiqing Pavilion's unique red lotus embroidered on their chests, and long swords of the same design hanging at their waists.

Each of them stood tall and moved with a brisk pace. As soon as they entered, they brought with them a clear and cool sword aura, which made the surrounding air slightly heavy.

The leader was particularly eye-catching, handsome and dashing, with sword-like eyebrows that slanted upwards, a high nose bridge, long black hair tied up high, and raised eyebrows and eyes, looking unruly and untamed.

With a nonchalant smile playing on his lips, he exuded an aura of extreme arrogance simply by standing there.