I am a villain and have been captured. Why are the fairies asking me to come out?

Senior Brother Wang tapped his forehead and said, "Didn't you hear those senior brothers and sisters talking about how to eliminate the evil and defend the righteousness in the leader these days?"

"Second Senior Brother said that he wanted to vent the anger of the fellow disciples, which was nothing more than asking them to put into practice what they had discussed before. Now everyone's minds have been aroused. Sigh..."

Brother Wang felt a chill in his heart when he thought of the words spoken by his fellow brothers and sisters in the past few days.

The thoughts of the senior brothers were simpler, it was nothing more than a beating, but as for those senior sisters... there are only two words to describe them, immoral and extremely disgusting.

This is not about exorcising demons, it's more like becoming the demon yourself.

He endured the discomfort and sent a voice message to the young man, "You said that the eldest sister is unwilling to give power to the second brother, but she is also unwilling to torment the leader of the Demon Cult. How can those who are waiting to eliminate demons and defend the way of Taoism agree? The benefits promised by the second brother are gone when it comes to the eldest sister. Who will stand on her side in the future?"

"In order to calm people's hearts, the eldest sister had no choice but to help them deal with the evil. This action certainly helped her get rid of the evil in her heart, but in this way, she would be the one to bear the sect's punishment."

Before the young man could reply, Senior Brother Wang continued:

"Even though the eldest sister took the blame, the fellow disciples should thank the second brother. After all, it was he who proposed it first, so that we can all see this wonderful show..."

He shook his head and sighed, "In this way, Second Senior Brother bought the hearts of a group of people for nothing, and forced Senior Sister to disobey the order of the Sect Master in public, making the position of the Chief even more unstable. Although Senior Sister was able to resolve her inner demons, the price she paid was even greater. It's not worth it."

Senior Brother Wang patted the boy's slightly numb shoulder and said, "This inner sect is a complicated place. If you want to stand out, you can't just practice hard. If you don't have enough thoughts, you should learn to be as pure-hearted and non-competitive as I am in the future. Otherwise, you won't know when you will be harmed by others."

Just as he said, within two sentences, Li Yulo was caught in a dilemma.

She was not a very scheming person to begin with, and when she encountered something like this, her mind was in a mess and she was completely helpless.

The girl clenched her hands tightly in her sleeves. She only knew one thing: no matter what, she would never bully Master Yan.

But what should we do?

The Master had Master Yan escorted here in broad daylight, which clearly showed that he approved of certain things.

Now everyone is waiting to see her deal with Master Yan. If she doesn't do so, she will undoubtedly offend many people.

The seating order in the inner sect has never been fixed. If I lose the support of the people in the inner sect and my cultivation level is not good enough to convince them... I'm afraid that in a few years, I will have to change the title of Second Junior Brother to Senior Junior Brother.

At this moment, the girl hated herself immensely for the past three years in which she had made no progress.

If he could have entered the Yuantai realm earlier, how could Second Junior Brother dare to form cliques and factions so openly and covet the position of her chief disciple?

Now... there is only one way left.

She bit her lower lip, looked at Yan Mobai for help, and whispered, "Help me..."

……

Just when many people were ready to laugh at her, they suddenly heard the white-haired boy in shackles speak:

"My fellow apprentices, I have something to say."

There was no trace of anger or dissatisfaction in his tone, as if what those people had just discussed had nothing to do with him.

Even though he had become a prisoner, Yan Mobai still managed to calm the situation down as soon as he opened his mouth.

Everyone wanted to hear what this devil who was about to be exorcised had to say.

"It's not a big deal, but I just want to remind you that your sect's Qianqiu Sect Master is close to being an immortal, and he's sitting in the mountaintop hall, only a thousand feet away. I think... your every word and action is under the Sect Master's watchful eyes, so you'd better be careful with your words and actions."

The young man's voice was not loud, but those present were all inner disciples with great cultivation, and they could hear every word clearly.

The strange smiles on the faces of many disciples froze.

Many people knew that Sect Master Qianqiu had such high cultivation that he could see everything happening below the mountain from the top of the mountain.

But knowing it in your heart is one thing, and saying it out loud is another.

No one had pointed it out before, so the sect leader could have turned a blind eye to what was happening here, and just thought of himself as a god statue high in the sky, closing his eyes and listening, unaware of what was happening down the mountain.

But now that Yan Mobai has made this matter clear, it is equivalent to forcibly moving the statue from the sky down and placing it in front of him.

He wanted everyone to see that the statue had its eyes open.

If anyone continues to act on his own will, it will no longer be Yan Mobai who will be slapped, but the face of the sect leader.

Even if she condoned her disciples' bullying of Yan Mobai, she would never tolerate them actually interfering with her authority. Even if she would not condescend to stop them in person, she would definitely settle accounts with them afterwards.

At this point, all of Second Brother's plans came to nothing.

The atmosphere at the mountain gate suddenly became subtle. Some people were disappointed, some were surprised, and there were even a few people who looked at the man in black robes with gloating.

The scheme was set up with great care, and one second it had made the senior sister speechless, but the next second it was simply ruined by just one sentence.

He lost face this time, and his say in the sect will probably be much less in the future.

Chapter 14: Lonely Lamp in the Hall

There was no way to move Yan Mobai, so any other schemes were out of the question.

The man in the black robe had a livid face. Li Yuluo beside him breathed a sigh of relief, his little palms filled with cold sweat.

Rather than worrying about her own position as the leader being shaken, she found that she was actually more worried about the safety of Master Yan.

Even though the leader has fallen on hard times, he is still the most charming and beautiful girl in the girls' hearts. How could that group of vile people be worthy of bullying the leader?

Fortunately, Youyan Sect Leader borrowed the power of Master...

Looking at the white-haired boy at the mountain gate, the girl's light purple eyes were shining.

She recalled that rainy night again, Yan Mobai was standing in the hall and she was kneeling below, one was the master and the other was the prisoner.

Now the two of them have switched positions. The leader is standing at the foot of the mountain gate in shackles, and she is wearing gorgeous clothes, standing high above her.

Such a scene was clearly what Li Yulo had imagined, but when her fantasy came true, she was not the leader of the Immortal Sect, nor was the leader a gift from her servants, and there was no torrential rain.

The weather was perfect, with the blazing sun high in the sky, illuminating everything clearly.

Compared to that night, the future of the two has become dark and unpredictable, and nothing can be seen clearly.

……

The two sides failed to determine the winner, and finally decided to take a step back, allowing Lin Luan, who had been standing by and watching coldly, to continue escorting the leader up the mountain.

In such a large inner sect, only the third senior sister who is at the Yuantai realm has the ability to stay out of the matter and not get involved in the dispute between the eldest senior sister and the second senior brother.

She did not refuse, nor did she say anything extra. She wrapped Yan Mobai in her spiritual light and carried him to Yuheng Mountain.

Looking up from the bottom of the mountain, you can only see a vast sea of ​​clouds covering the middle of the mountain. The entire sky is blocked and the sunlight cannot come in.

When they got close, even Lin Luan couldn't continue flying.

The sticky fog was blowing in our faces, and we couldn't see our hands in front of us.

Yan Mobai walked in the fog, his vision was completely dark, and he had to rely on Lin Luan who held his forearm to guide him forward.

He only felt that he was sometimes turning left, sometimes turning right, going around in circles, without a definite direction.

"This cloud is where my Yuheng Mountain Protection Formation is located."

Lin Luan's voice rang out in the darkness, "Master, please relax and be at ease. I will lead the way and we will be able to get through safely."

Just as she said, they walked for a while, and suddenly the fog and clouds in front of them dissipated, and everything became clear.

The scorching sun poured down from the sky, and Yan Mobai couldn't help but squint his eyes.

He knew that he had reached the upper half of Yuheng Mountain.

The sky is clear and the land is vast. Looking down, there is an endless sea of ​​clouds before you.

Just like the difference between the inner gate and the outer gate, the upper half of Yuheng Mountain is also very different from the lower half. There are fewer messy pavilions and towers, but many more exotic plants and trees, and fairy birds and beasts can be seen everywhere.

The spiritual energy turned into white mist, and a thin layer floated on the ground, looking like a fairyland.

Yuheng Peak, as one of the seven immortal mountains, is the place where the spiritual essence of heaven and earth converges, and the upper half of the peak is where the essence of the entire immortal mountain lies. Practicing here for one day is equivalent to practicing for a hundred days in ordinary places.

Even though Yan Mobai did not have any Qi training skills, he could still feel the thick and juicy spiritual energy around him. After just a few breaths, he felt relaxed and refreshed.

Suddenly, Yan Mobai's expression froze, and several gazes looked down from higher up on Yuheng Peak and fell on him.

If it weren't for the fact that he had already reached the Yuan-building stage in his physical cultivation, the pressure from those gazes would have been enough to constrain him to the point where he could not move.

There are a total of six gazes, symbolizing the six spiritual cultivators in the mountains. No matter which of the Nine Continents they are placed in, they have the terrifying foundation to dominate the entire continent.

And this is not all there is to the Yuheng Immortal Sect.

Lin Luan explained from the side: "This is the place where the supreme elders and the sect master practice. Once the elders' attention is diverted, we can continue to move forward..." She paused, and suddenly noticed that Yan Mobai was not affected by her gaze.

"The leader really has some tricks."

After a brief surprise, Lin Luan quickly calmed down.

When she discovered Yan Mobai breathing in spiritual energy before, she had made some guesses, and now it was just confirmed.

Now that we have reached the upper half of Yuheng Peak, no matter how many hidden tricks the Sect Leader has, they will not escape the eyes of the Supreme Elders and the Sect Master, so there is no need to worry about anything.

It was not until the gazes of several supreme elders were diverted that Lin Luan grabbed Yan Mobai's forearm and turned into a ray of fairy light again.

When the immortal light fell, the two finally arrived at the door of the sect master's hall.

"Master, I have brought the leader here."

Lin Luan put away his spiritual light and said respectfully with his head lowered.

After a few breaths, the main door of the hall opened loudly in front of the two men.

Lin Luan gestured to Yan Mobai to walk into the hall, but she stayed in front of the hall and did not go in.

The hinterland of Yuheng has never been known to outsiders. It was also the first time that Yan Mobai saw the scenery here. He looked at the palace with the main entrance alone being dozens of feet high, and couldn't help but sigh that the immortals and the demons were always different. Qian Qiuxue could actually live in such a large palace by herself, and no one in the demon sect could have such a grand occasion.

As soon as he stepped over the threshold, the door behind him closed again.

The scent of incense wafts into my nose, the soles of my feet feel the chill of the bluestone tiles, and my ears are so silent that I can even faintly hear the lamp oil dripping.

Unlike the magnificent exterior, the interior of the hall was empty and dark. In the middle of the hall, there was only an incense burner, a green lamp, a cushion, and a tall statue of the master Yuheng whose face could not be seen clearly.

There was a woman sitting on the cushion, wearing a light blue skirt, her silver hair falling from her slender shoulders and scattered on the ground, she was meditating with her back to Yan Mobai.

The light illuminated the woman's snow-white skin. Compared with the tall statue of the ancestor in front of her and the hall that was hundreds of feet in radius, her figure seemed delicate and tiny, making people feel pity for her.

But who could have imagined that this delicate woman contained the power to destroy the world. With just a point of her finger, she could reduce the entire hall to ashes.

When Yan Mobai walked towards the futon, the woman on the futon also stood up, and her crimson eyes looked at the newcomer coldly.

"Master Yan."

For some reason, Qian Qiuxue looked much more haggard than last time, and her eyes were full of fatigue. It seemed that she was barely able to keep up her spirits when facing Yan Mobai, her mortal enemy.

"Why did Sect Master Qianqiu summon me here?"

Qian Qiuxue did not answer, but looked at him with cold eyes, as if she wanted to scrape his bones and marrow with her eyes.

After a long while, she spoke with sarcasm: "Master, would you like to know what your demon sect has become in the past few days?"

"The Demonic Cult..."

Yan Mobai was slightly startled. It seemed as if he flashed back to the time when he was still the leader. The sect was peaceful, there were no disputes between the branches, and the orders were issued in an orderly manner. Under the rewards and punishments he established, countless disciples of the Demon Sect built water conservancy projects for the people, dug roads in the mountains, and regulated the wind and rain...

But he also knew that all of this was an illusion created by himself, just like a bowl full of sand turned upside down on the ground. Once the bowl is taken away, the remaining sand can initially maintain its intact appearance, but as soon as the wind blows, it will be completely unrecognizable in an instant.

In the first few days, the Demon Cult might be able to maintain some form, but as long as the news of Yan Mobai's capture spreads, the Demon Cult will quickly fall apart in the hands of those who are trying to fight for power.

It was something that could be guessed, but Qian Qiuxue asked him if he wanted to know... Even if he could hear the details, no matter how big the chaos of the Demon Cult was, what would it have to do with him...

No matter how others see him, in Yan Mobai's heart, he is no longer the leader of the evil cult.

The only thing he was worried about was his disciple Qiu Ruoli, who was about to enter the stage of spiritual cultivation. He didn't know if she could successfully take that step without his protection and with so many wolves in the sect watching her closely.

However, Qian Qiuxue probably asked this question because she was prepared to embarrass herself, and she couldn't just ignore it if she didn't want to.

He sighed softly: "If Sect Master Qianqiu wants to talk about the Demon Sect, I am all ears."

Chapter 15: The traces he left behind

Qian Qiuxue stared at him for a long time, as if she wanted to see through the young man in front of her inside and out.

But no matter how she looked, she couldn't read what she wanted to see from Yan Mobai. Instead, the more she looked, the more upset she felt for no reason.

Qian Qiuxue, who was already exhausted, had no energy to think any more. She tried her best to make her voice colder: "Since the leader wants to know, I will tell you..."

According to her account, on the first day that Yan Mobai disappeared, the Demon Cult was still operating in an orderly manner along the track he had laid out before. Perhaps someone noticed something unusual, but they all thought that the leader was in seclusion or had gone on a long journey, and no one found it strange.

The next morning, fragmentary intelligence was finally transmitted back from afar. By the evening, every branch of the Demon Cult had received the clear news that their leader Yan Mobai had been captured.

This was of course spread deliberately by Qian Qiuxue. She deliberately took a few drops of Yan Mobai's blood and sent them to various continents.

There is no need for more evidence. The dim spiritual light in the blood is enough to prove that Yan Mobai's cultivation has been reduced to a mortal.