Holy Maiden, wait a minute. Why are you asking me to cultivate again?

"Song Zhao, you old, decrepit servant, how dare you lust after the Holy Maiden and peep at her while she bathes! What is your punishment?!"

Inside the Enforcement Hall of the Tianwu Sect, thunderous sounds echoed all around, causing Song Zhao excruciating pain in his ears.

Song Zhao knelt on the cold floor, his body hunched over, looking at the gloomy scene around him, feeling extremely depressed.

"Your Honor, I'm innocent!"

"Injustice?"

From the side, Du Lingfeng delivered a sharp kick to Song Zhao's abdomen, sending him crashing into the bronze pillar.

"I saw you peeping at the Holy Maiden bathing by the sacred spring with my own eyes, and you even put your hand in your crotch! Tell me, what were you doing?"

"Ahem!"

Over eighty years old, Song Zhao coughed up two clumps of blood. His whole body was contorted like a cooked shrimp due to severe abdominal pain, and his vision went black.

That kick was quite powerful; it almost killed him.

Song Zhao clutched his stomach, his temples throbbing, and glared angrily at Du Lingfeng: "It was clearly you who was peeping at the Holy Maiden bathing..."

"I am a disciple of the Du family of Xuanzhou. Everyone knows that my family has a simple and honest tradition."

"Trying to frame me to get yourself out of trouble? You old janitor, you deserve to die!"

"I think you won't shed a tear until you see the coffin."

"Look, this is the undergarment you stole; it carries the aura of a saint."

Du Lingfeng threw out the pink undergarment and sneered, "The evidence is all there, and you still dare to deny it?"

"I will kill you right now to cleanse the Heavenly Martial Sect of its corruption!"

"Enough! Du Lingfeng, you are not qualified to replace the Heavenly Martial Sect."

From her seat above, the beautiful and aloof Saintess Su Fangyue let out a cold snort.

She was only twenty years old, yet she was already a Foundation Establishment cultivator with an unfathomable aura. Moreover, she possessed a Heavenly Spiritual Root, a rare find in a century, making her extremely prestigious in the Heavenly Martial Sect.

Even though Du Lingfeng relied on his family's influence in Xuanzhou, he didn't dare to be too presumptuous in front of her.

She had just been cultivating and bathing in the spiritual spring and hadn't had time to change her clothes. She was only wearing a thin outer garment, and her dark, wet hair clung to her temples and snow-white neck, revealing glimpses of her beautiful figure.

There is also a red cinnabar mark between her eyebrows, which represents that her chastity is still intact.

"He is the old handyman of my cave dwelling."

"I have been cleaning the palace ever since I became a saint, so I have done my duty."

"Considering his hard work, he may be spared the death penalty."

A look of joy appeared on Song Zhao's old face as he looked up excitedly at Su Fangyue.

He knew that the saintess would still favor him.

After all, you've been raising a dog for so long that you'd develop a bond with it, let alone a person.

But when he looked up, he saw that Su Fangyue's gaze was so disdainful and indifferent.

It was a look that was worse than looking at a dog.

Just as she was thinking, Su Fangyue's cherry lips on her stunningly beautiful face parted slightly: "But the thought of having my body seen by such an ugly and old servant makes me feel disgusted all over."

"Then gouge out those dog eyes that have tainted me, so he'll never be able to look at things he shouldn't again!"

"Yes!" The disciples of the Enforcement Hall in the hall immediately responded loudly.

Su Fangyue gathered the hem of her skirt and didn't look at Song Zhao a second time.

Song Zhao, standing below the steps, felt a chill run through his body.

Du Lingfeng was the one who spied on Su Fangyue while she was bathing and stole her undergarment, but he was the one who was held accountable and punished.

Does the Holy Maiden really not know what kind of lecher Du Lingfeng is?

It's highly unlikely, but they were still wary of the Du family behind the other party and believed Du Lingfeng's false accusation.

He made himself, a respectful old handyman for many years, a victim.

Having no power, influence, or talent, Song Zhao knew he was nothing more than an ant in the world of cultivation.

But when you actually experience betrayal right under your nose, you realize how naive you were before.

His fists, hanging at his sides, clenched unconsciously...

Du Lingfeng leered at Su Fangyue, his gaze lingering particularly on her ample bosom.

Then he suddenly cupped his hands and looked upwards, saying, "Holy Maiden, this old bastard servant just slandered me. Why don't we cut off his tongue to stop him from talking nonsense?"

He was a direct descendant of the Du family, a prominent family of Golden Core cultivators in Xuanzhou, and his cultivation level was also at the late stage of Qi Refining.

He coveted Su Fangyue's beauty, which is why he used connections to come to Tianwu Sect to learn magic.

Du Lingfeng wanted to become Su Fangyue's Daoist partner openly and honestly. If others accused him of stealing Su Fangyue's undergarment and watching her bathe, how could he save face?

Cutting out Song Zhao's tongue was just a lip service to his punishment; once tonight was over, he would kill that old codger Song Zhao.

Only the dead can never speak.

Su Fangyue's expression was icy: "Whatever you say."

The disciples of the Enforcement Hall in the hall pondered for a moment, just about to take action.

Song Zhao stood frozen in place, then suddenly let out a series of mournful laughs.

Du Lingfeng frowned, a fierce expression appearing on his face. He was dissatisfied with the efficiency of the Enforcement Hall, but still pretended to be elegant as he stepped forward and cupped his hands: "Enforcement Senior Brother, how about I carry out the execution?"

The disciple in charge of enforcement nodded: "Fellow Daoist Du, please proceed."

"it is good."

Du Lingfeng threw a flying knife, instantly severing Song Zhao's tongue and sprinkling it with coarse salt.

In the blink of an eye, two more iron hooks appeared in his hand. He gouged out Song Zhao's eyes and then poured some iron into them.

Du Lingfeng's execution methods were torture-like, and even the enforcement disciples standing by gasped in shock.

Song Zhao could no longer make a sound. His face was twitching and contorted. He was covered in cold sweat and fainted from the pain. Blood smeared all over his face.

He didn't know how he got back to the thatched hut; all he knew was that he was still alive.

They still live painfully in this cannibalistic world of cultivation.

......

"Uncle Song, you're awake?"

A young man's voice rang out beside me, followed by a damp, hot towel being applied to my face.

"Sigh, I only dared to carry you back after they all left."

"I've retrieved your eyes and tongue for you too."

The speaker was another handyman Song Zhao knew, named Ma Xiaoxian, who was currently on duty at the cave dwelling of an inner disciple, and whose job was much easier than Song Zhao's.

I know you can't see or speak right now.

Ma Xiaoxian patted Song Zhao's hand with a look of sympathy: "It's good that you're awake. I was just afraid you wouldn't be able to hold on."

"Alright, I'll go down the mountain to find a doctor and see if there's any way to reattach your tongue and eyes."

Without further ado, he hurried out the door, afraid of missing the best time for treatment.

Hearing Ma Xiaoxian walk out of the thatched hut, Song Zhao couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Once it's connected, is it really connected?

The saint forbids you to see, so you're not allowed to have eyes...

He sat up in bed, fumbled around for a while, and took out a wooden box from beside his pillow.

Open the wooden box, and inside is a dull bead.

His expression suddenly became incredibly resolute, a decisiveness he had never shown in his life.

The moment my fingers touched the bead, a soft, seductive voice came from within:

"Hehehe, sixty years have passed, and you've finally made up your mind to join the Demonic Sect?"