Good heavens, the ancestor has gone to confess his love again!

boom--

These distorted and filthy words struck Wen Lingxi's mind like a thunderbolt from the heavens!

She froze, her mind went blank, as if all her strength had been drained away, and even breathing became difficult.

Shameless!

How could these two people be so shameless as to utter such outrageous words!

She clearly remembered that Zhao Ping and Huang Wei had always admired their master Meng Anran, and had approached her on many occasions under the guise of reporting, their flattery and admiration were undisguised.

Now that Master is in distress, they not only fail to distinguish right from wrong, but also turn around and fabricate such filthy lies to smear Master's innocence!

Could it be that Master is right?

Are most men in the world heartless, ungrateful, and opportunistic?

At that moment, for some reason, an old figure suddenly appeared in her mind.

Faced with this situation, what choice would Xu Pingsheng make?

He hasn't shown up yet, perhaps...

They must have already escaped.

Wen Lingxi suddenly felt a sharp pain in her heart.

It's not worth it for my master, and it's not worth it for myself!

A faint laugh echoed from the dark clouds high in the sky; it was Tang San's voice.

"Indeed, those who understand the times are wise."

"Today, in front of both of you, I will publicly punish Meng Anran and the other two, which will allow you to vent your anger."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Ping and Huang Wei's faces immediately lit up with ecstasy.

Who are Tang San and Wu Jiechao?

Hypocritical, lecherous, and shameless!

Since the other party said that, doesn't that mean the two of them can... wait in line?

Even if it's a bit dirty, they're not the kind of people who waste food!

The two quickly bowed to Hei Yun again, then abruptly turned around and sternly reprimanded the restless disciples below:

"Senior Tang is magnanimous and is willing to give you a chance to repent!"

"Those willing to withdraw from the Guanghan Immortal Palace and sever ties with Meng Anran and the other sinful clans, stand on our side immediately! If you remain obstinate and insist on colluding with the traitors, then don't blame me for being impolite!"

Upon hearing this, countless disciples removed their celestial palace robes and rushed towards Zhao Ping and Huang Wei, fearing that if they lingered even for a moment, they would be implicated.

The vast Guanghan Celestial Palace crumbled and people's hearts shattered in an instant.

However, hundreds of disciples remained where they were, none of them leaving. Instead, they flew behind Wen Lingxi and stood side by side with her.

"We have been nurtured by the Palace Masters and deeply trust their character! Even if the world despises us today, we will never betray our sect!"

"This is nothing but baseless slander! We, the entire Guanghan Celestial Palace, are willing to stand with our Palace Master through this crisis, and to live and die with our Palace!"

"Right and wrong will be judged by public opinion. We swear to follow the three palace masters to the death, and will never live a life of dishonor!"

A mere few hundred people stood on the empty Fairy Mountain Square. Although they were a minority, they exuded the imposing aura of a thousand troops.

Their eyes were firm and fearless. Despite the dark clouds looming overhead and the overwhelming pressure, they remained upright and never flinched.

"good!"

Wen Lingxi's eyes welled up with tears.

She took a deep breath, turned around, and bowed deeply to her disciples behind her:

"On behalf of our three masters, Lingxi thanks all fellow disciples!"

"Hmph! You ignorant fools, since you want to die, you can't blame anyone else!"

See the truth in trouble!

The Guanghan Immortal Palace has only been established for five hundred years, and its foundation is still too weak. It has raised so many ungrateful wretches!

Fortunately, there are still many fellow disciples who stand together through thick and thin!

Zhao Ping looked at the small group of disciples standing behind Wen Lingxi and a cold sneer appeared on his face.

He immediately turned his gaze towards the Moon Palace, the core of the Guanghan Immortal Palace, took a deep breath, and channeled his spiritual power. His voice resounded throughout the entire Immortal Palace like thunder:

"Meng Anran! I know you're here, so why don't you get out here? Are you going to just stand by and watch these disciples you personally trained die for you?!"

…………

at the same time.

puff--

A mouthful of bright red blood suddenly spurted from Meng Anran's mouth.

She gently pushed away Xu Pingsheng's hands, which were continuously channeling spiritual energy, shook her head, and said in a weak voice filled with indescribable despair: "No need... it's a waste of energy."

"All of this is my own fault. I was too arrogant, underestimated the strength of an ancient power like the Qingyun Holy Land, and also underestimated the wickedness of human nature."

Her voice trembled slightly, and endless regret surged in her eyes. "It was I who harmed Yuxuan and Luoli, harmed the entire Guanghan Immortal Palace, and harmed all the disciples who trusted me... I have let them down."

Tears welled up in my eyes, but I couldn't let them fall.

Over the years, she had long forgotten how to cry.

All the grievances, pain, and resentment were suppressed deep in her heart, turning into the strength that supported her to keep going.

Looking at her pale face, dim eyes, and her fragile appearance as she tried to hold on, Xu Pingsheng felt a pang of heartache.

He slowly opened his shoulders, his voice so gentle it could melt water:

"If you want to cry, just cry... I'm here for you."

"Waaaaah~~"

That one sentence shattered all her defenses.

Meng Anran could no longer hold back; all her strength crumbled instantly. She threw herself into Xu Pingsheng's arms, like a lost little girl who had finally found someone to rely on, and burst into tears.

The grievances, fears, and despair that had been suppressed for nearly two thousand years erupted at this moment, and the cries were heart-wrenching and devastating.

Xu Pingsheng felt the trembling of the woman in his arms and smelled the refreshing fragrance in her hair. For once, he had no romantic thoughts.

He gently stroked her hair, his movements as tender as if he were handling a fragile treasure, his eyes filled with heartache and pity.

Even the most powerful and aloof palace mistress is, at heart, still a girl who needs to be cared for.

He was unaware of the past of the Jiang family, a clan of sinners.

But he could imagine how many unimaginable hardships those three helpless little girls had endured to get to where they were today in this treacherous world of human cultivators.

After crying for a long time, Meng Anran gradually calmed down.

She wiped away her tears, raised her red eyes, and looked at Xu Pingsheng:

"You...don't mind that I'm a remnant of the Jiang family?"

"hehe."

Xu Pingsheng smiled faintly, reached out and gently wiped away the remaining tear stains on her cheeks, his tone filled with a touch of doting affection.

"What remnant? That sounds awful. All I know is that you are my woman, the one who... would call me '..." when she was in a frenzy."

He whispered those two words in her ear, in a voice only the two of them could hear.

Meng Anran's cheeks instantly flushed red.

But the blush vanished in an instant; her expression turned cold, and she shoved Xu Pingsheng away, saying coldly:

"Our fate has run its course. Go. This is my business, it has nothing to do with you. The farther you go, the better."

what?

Xu Pingsheng was stunned.

Women are truly masters of changing their expressions!

One second they're sobbing uncontrollably in someone's arms, and the next they're turning their backs on them?

A wicked smile crept across his face as he stepped forward and pulled her into his arms again, his tone teasing:

"Oh, you took advantage of her body, had your fun, and now you're kicking her to the curb??"

"Woman, you're playing with fire!"