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"Xiang'er. Look."

"…The sky is clear now."

85. The Crow Cries

One sword cuts through the haze.

The world became clear.

The dark yellow mist-hiding formation gradually dissipated, and the figures of Chen Yin and others slowly appeared under the breeze.

All the Wuling Sect disciples looked at all this in horror.

"Fa...what happened?"

"Why was the sect protection formation broken so easily?"

"Who did it? Was it Immortal Yu Ling?"

Many disciples saw the seriously injured and exhausted Sect Master Wu Xun and hurried to support him: "Sect Master!"

Wu Xun didn't say anything, but waved his hand at them with a gloomy expression, signaling them to stay away.

Chen Yin turned his head to look at the secret sect disciples who were reduced to ashes around him, and then turned to look at the elders.

"There are three more people appearing in the Changli Palace screen."

"Xiang'er, how do you want to deal with them?" He turned his head and handed the Changming sword to Yu Xiang.

Yu Xiang looked a little confused.

There was a slight tremor on her pale face. She bit her lip, but still held the sword and slowly walked towards the three elders.

At this time, most of the Wuling Sect disciples were at a loss, but there were still a few loyal disciples who wanted to stand up and block the elders.

But before they could take a step, a cool blue dress blocked their way, and a sword as clear as moonlight lay before them.

"Forget it." Shen Shuanglian lowered her eyebrows and whispered, "This is the elders' own grudges now."

"My fellow disciples...don't participate."

Yu Xiang walked towards the three people step by step, her eyes gradually becoming firmer.

"wait wait wait!"

One of them said in horror: "The matter of Changli Palace has nothing to do with me! These are all orders from the sect master! I, I am just following orders!"

"Please, spare me... I don't want to die yet!"

"Oh, you little bastard! You're the only one left who slipped through the net!" Another person cursed with a mouth full of blood, "If I had killed you too, there wouldn't be so much trouble!"

"Alas, you will suffer the consequences if you commit evil deeds. It's all retribution, retribution for evil deeds." The last person sighed with a bitter smile.

Yu Xiang walked up to the three people holding a sword, with countless complex emotions flashing across her face.

Resentment. Anger. Sadness. Happiness. Melancholy.

In the end, there was only silence.

Chen Yin stood behind her and watched her slowly raise the sword and then pierce their chests cleanly.

After the three bodies slowly fell down, her body suddenly shook slightly.

Her legs were weak and she almost lost her balance, but someone caught her in the end.

"I thought you would return the favor to them exactly as they did to you." Chen Yin held her shoulders and said softly.

Yu Xiang bit her lip, her eyes filled with indescribable weakness and cowardice.

“…I don’t want to waste that time.”

"No matter how much we torture them to death, their parents, brothers and sisters will never come back."

"If there is still a soul in the afterlife, please leave it to your parents and senior brothers and sisters to avenge it personally."

Chen Yin didn't say much, but changed his mind and asked, "How do you feel about getting your revenge?"

Yu Xiang raised her eyes and whispered, "I just feel lighter."

"And...I feel like crying."

"Then just cry."

She pursed her lips tightly, then threw herself into Chen Yin's arms, pressing her head tightly against his chest.

A cry that had been suppressed for who knows how many years rang out heart-wrenchingly.

The crying sounded like the sound of a crow flapping its wings in the night sky.

The whole place was so quiet that only the crying sound was heard, echoing sadly.

...It's as if my soul has been crushed.

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Chen Yin said nothing, but just quietly put his hands on her head and waited for her to finish crying.

The master, Mu Susu and Wan Yunhai, who were standing by, came in front of Wu Xun.

"Look at what you've done to the kid." The master curled his lips in disgust, "You old man, you're really committing a sin."

The beard on Wu Xun's old face trembled slightly, and there was only an indescribable calmness in his turbid eyes.

"…The winner takes it all." He said hoarsely.

"If I can't get the Heavenly Dao Dust, who can guarantee that my Wuling Sect won't be bullied by others one day like today?"

Mu Susu and Wan Yunhai didn't say anything. Only the master snorted disdainfully.

"Tsk. You are afraid of death and bully the weak. You deserve it for not being able to understand the great Dao after practicing Taoism for so many years."

"Just end it yourself. It saves me from dirtying my hands." She looked at him with disdain, as if she was looking at a cockroach.

Wu Xun did not answer. His old eyes stared at Wan Yunhai and Mu Susu.

"Everyone."

"I acted on my own. I can end this on my own, but I hope that you fellows will keep a portion of the Wuling Sect's legacy for the sake of maintaining the stability of the immortal cultivation world."

Wan Yunhai just bowed in silence, while Mu Susu said in a gentle and graceful manner: "Don't worry."

"My Tianluo Sect is a wealthy family, and we don't even look down on your Wuling Sect's wealth. What's more, it's unlucky."

"From today on..."

"I'm afraid that Wuling Sect will be removed from the list of major sects for cultivating immortals."

When Wu Xun heard this, his eyes flickered for a rare moment.

The next moment, his face suddenly became extremely old and tired, and even his eyes became dull.

"……Pity."

"Yu Ling, I should never, ever, attack you."

"I hope you can put aside the past and continue doing your work."

"Just pretend... that we never showed up." He slowly closed his eyes.

At that moment, the sky suddenly darkened a little. Dark clouds slowly gathered and a drizzle of rain began to fall.

Many of the Wuling Sect's disciples behind him were already crying.

Mu Susu and Wan Yunhai didn't dare to say anything. Only the master stared at Wu Xun's deceased body, with a rare flicker of emotion in his eyes.

"If you weren't so obsessed with the sect's cause..."

"…Maybe today, we don't have to reach this point. Maybe we could have achieved immortality long ago."

She turned around and waved her sleeves, and Wu Xun's body disappeared like a firefly.

Chen Yin watched all this happen silently.

It was not until the drizzling raindrops landed on his and Xiang'er's faces that Xiang'er's sobbing gradually subsided.

"…It's over." He whispered to Xiang'er.

Xiang'er nodded with red and swollen eyes.

"go home."

"Ah."

Just as he was about to turn around, he suddenly heard a hesitant call: "Chen——"

Chen Yin turned his head, and Shen Shuanglian's clear eyes showed some hesitation, and she slowly retracted her outstretched hand in front of her.

"Won't you come with me, Senior Sister?"

"…Give me some time." She pursed her lips gently.

"Now that the Wuling Sect is severely damaged and leaderless, someone must step up to clean up the mess."

She lowered her eyelids slightly, and said reluctantly: "I... am the eldest disciple of Wuling Sect after all."

Chen Yin nodded: "I understand."

"No hurry. I'll come and take you back to the mountain after you've dealt with the Wuling Sect's affairs."

Shen Shuanglian raised her long eyelashes slightly.

She understood the meaning of Chen Yin's words.

He already treated her as one of his own mountain people.

So Shen Shuanglian pursed her lips quietly and nodded obediently.

"Yeah. I'll wait for you." She chuckled sweetly.

"Hey, hey, what about me?"

Luo Qiaoqiao, who was standing by, jumped over in a hurry, pouted and said in dissatisfaction: "Can't I go back to the mountain with you?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Chen Yin tapped her smooth forehead without any courtesy: "Your mother is still watching you. Be good and go home with your mother."

"Ugh!" Luo Qiaoqiao's face was full of reluctance, her eyes were wet, and her mouth was almost pouting up to the sky.

"I don't want to! I want to play with you!"

Chen Yin suddenly had a headache.

...Once this girl goes crazy, she won't listen to anyone.

Fortunately, just as she finished speaking, a smooth arm grabbed her collar and pulled her away unhappily:

"That's enough. You have no tact. The master and disciple still have things to deal with. Why are you following them?"

"Go home with mom and stop yelling."

"No! I don't want to go home!"

Luo Qiaoqiao's coquettish and entangled voice gradually faded away. Chen Yin breathed a sigh of relief and silently thanked Deputy Sect Master Mu in his heart.

He turned his head and asked in confusion: "Where is the Master? Wasn't he still here just now?"

Wan Yunhai beside him smiled awkwardly.

Chen Yin: “…”

……understood.

It looks like the Wuling Sect’s treasure house is in danger.

This old woman is a person who cannot bear to suffer any loss. After making such a big fuss, it is impossible for her not to make a huge profit.

"Master Wan, thank you very much for this."

Wan Yunhai waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, I just helped a little."

"Besides... this is ultimately the intention of Immortal Yu Ling. Otherwise, according to the rule of our Wanxiang Pavilion not to interfere in the affairs of the immortal world, I would not dare to come here."

Chen Yin blinked and asked a question that had been hidden in his heart for a long time: "Is Master so powerful? Even you, the Pavilion Master of Wanxiang Pavilion, have to give her face like this?"

"This one……"

Wan Yunhai smiled awkwardly and said angrily: "This is not a question of whether I give you face or not."