The Immortal Sect traitor is also gaining favor in the Demon Prison today

Yes.

Only Master will believe me.

Master has been very kind to me and has treated me like his own daughter since I went to the mountain at the age of ten.

Having watched me grow up over the years, she must believe that I have not betrayed her.

…I have to go see Master.

Yan Rouwan slowly stood up.

At the door of the confinement room, two female disciples who were chatting and laughing suddenly rolled their eyes and fainted.

Yan Rouwan pushed open the door of the confinement room, turned around, and staggered out.

She now had only one thought in her mind.

I must see Master.

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The main hall of Shuiyue Immortal Gate.

In the tea room in the side room of the main hall of the Immortal Sect, the Sect's leader, who was wearing a plain robe and purple hairpin and had an elegant make-up, was looking at the communication device in front of her with frowning eyes.

"Master He, is there really no room for negotiation on this matter?"

"Master Yuxia, it's not that I don't want to help you, Shuiyue Xianmen."

On the other end of the communication device, a middle-aged Taoist priest with a big belly said with difficulty: "Attacking the Demonic Altar is a big deal. The Demonic Altar is heavily guarded, and there are experts like Hua Jianglian who have transcended tribulations in charge. It is not easy to attack it."

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"Why don't we invite our fellow righteous people to discuss this some other day?"

"I can wait, but my daughter can't!"

Yu Xia Zhenren said anxiously, "What's the point of breaking through the magic path if something happens to her?"

"Alas. Master Yuxia, I understand that you are eager to find your daughter. But you are angry now and too impatient. Let's discuss it again when you calm down."

After saying this, the signal from the communicator was cut off.

Master Yuxia stared at the table for a long time, clenched her jade hands, and suddenly overturned the table.

"...a bunch of hypocritical and hateful guys." She said hatefully.

"On a daily basis, they form cliques and factions, and they wish to unite their sects into one."

"Whenever one side is in trouble, they all become cowards, making excuses and resisting. They even hope that both Shuiyue Immortal Sect and the Demon Sect will suffer heavy losses."

"Damn it."

Si Jingzhu has been captured by the evil sect for two days.

When she thought of her harmless, delicate and pitiful precious daughter being brutally ravaged by countless evil cultivators, Master Yuxia felt a chill all over her body and a sharp pain in her heart.

That's it.

Even if I only use all the strength of my Shuiyue Xianmen.

We must fight to the death with the demons!

At this moment, there was a sudden noise outside the house, which made Yu Xia Zhenren, who was already upset, even more annoyed. He waved his sleeves and shouted:

"Who is being so presumptuous in the hall?"

"Master, it's Yan Rouwan... Junior Sister."

Taoist Master Yuxia frowned her beautiful eyes and walked quickly to the main hall.

Surrounded by several disciples of the immortal sect, Yan Rouwan, dressed in a light gauze skirt and with a face as pale as paper, knelt on the ground with messy hair.

The moment she saw Master Yuxia, her originally lifeless eyes slowly began to light up.

"Master..."

"As I remember, you should be in the confinement room." Master Yuxia said coldly.

Hearing that slightly cold tone, Yan Rouwan's heart sank.

"Master...disciple, disciple has never let down the sect."

"The elders and my fellow disciples, brothers and sisters, all refused to believe me. But everything I said was true. Master raised me since I was young, so he must know that I did not lie—"

She tried to make some further excuses.

But Master Yuxia's expression remained as indifferent as water.

The cold eyes under the cinnabar did not reveal any emotion.

It took a long time, until Yan Rouwan finished speaking and looked at Master Yuxia with hope.

Yu Xia, a real talent, slowly opened her mouth:

“…Is that all?”

Yan Rouwan's beautiful eyes were dazed and dull.

"If you have a clear conscience, why don't you stay in the detention room instead of breaking out secretly?"

"If you have a clear conscience, why are you the only one who was released by the demons, and are still unharmed?"

Yuxia Zhenren narrowed her eyes slightly: "I just hate why it was you who came back."

"…not my daughter."

These words seemed to completely shatter the last glimmer of light in Yan Rouwan's eyes.

When all the lights fade away.

There was only endless sadness and emptiness in her beautiful eyes.

"As for your secret communication with the devil, I originally wanted to pity you because you are young and cannot withstand the torture of the devil."

"Now it seems that there is no need to show pity." Master Yuxia flicked his sleeves and said coldly:

"Take her to the dungeon. After the final battle with the demons, we will judge her."

"Yes!"

When several disciples who had received orders were about to step forward and carry Yan Rouwan.

Yan Rouwan stood up by herself.

She walked back a few steps with empty eyes, then looked back at Master Yuxia reluctantly.

She originally wanted to call him Master again.

But Master Yuxia had already turned around and returned to the side room without any regrets, without even looking at her.

So in the end, she hushed everything into silent silence.

I also swallowed the word "Master" back into my stomach.

She knows.

This should be the case.

This was the last time she would see this place in her life.

21. The Principles of the Demonic Path

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The dungeon of Shuiyue Xianmen is in the back mountain.

To get from the main hall to the back mountain, you have to go around a big circle and go down the mountain first, taking a remote mountain path.

Yan Rouwan followed several male and female disciples without saying a word.

His expression was dull and his beautiful eyes were lifeless.

When they reached the deserted woods at the foot of the mountain, the disciples leading the team suddenly stopped.

"almost."

Yan Rouwan slowly raised her head.

"Junior Sister Yan, go further and you will reach the dungeon."

The leading male disciple came over with a smile and said, "Just came out of the Demon Prison and entered the Immortal Sect's dungeon. I wonder how Junior Sister Yan feels?"

Yan Rouwan didn't say anything.

She just tilted her head slightly, as if wondering what they were doing by stopping.

Seeing that Yan Rouwan didn't say anything, the male disciples thought she was scared silly and started laughing.

"Haha, Junior Sister Yan looks like she's lost her mind."

"Well, once we enter the Immortal Gate Dungeon, there is basically no chance of getting out."

"Junior Sister Yan, why don't you discuss some terms with the senior brothers?"

He glanced at Yan Rouwan with a lecherous look, chuckled and said, "Since Junior Sister has probably served many people in the Demonic Path, why not do one last good deed before entering the dungeon?"

The female disciple at the side was somewhat unwilling and complained:

"Brother~ didn't we agree to just throw this bitch into the wild and kill her? Why do you still want her? I, your junior sister, can't compare to her in prettiness?"

"Oh, I know you can serve others, Junior Sister. Isn't this the last chance to give this bitch some value in making the most of her things?"

"After the brothers have their fun, we will do as you wish and throw this bitch into the woods to feed the wolves."

The female disciple agreed in a delicate voice, turned her head and looked at Yan Rouwan with eyes full of arrogance and contempt.

Yan Rouwan still had no emotion, but asked calmly:

"Aren't you afraid that the leader will blame you?"

"Blame? Haha, how can I blame?"

A male disciple laughed out loud: "Then we will say that you are trying to defect and we will have no choice but to kill you."

"In a place like this, where only God and the earth know about it, who cares about the truth?"

"You are so arrogant in the sect and you even ride on my little baby's head and give her a bad face. Did you expect this day to come?"

Yan Rouwan really didn't expect this.

She just felt that everything that happened in the past few days was like a dream to her.

From the highly anticipated and glamorous disciple of the Shuiyue Immortal Sect.

He leaped down and became a traitor to the immortal sect despised by everyone.

She slowly lowered her head, and there seemed to be some indescribable emotion flowing in her beautiful eyes.

"……I see."

"Hmm?" The male disciples looked at her in confusion.

"I remember the first day I was captured and taken to the Demonic Path. I asked the Demonic Cultivator who interrogated me a question."

...Why did you betray the Immortal Sect?

...I forgot.

"Yeah." She suddenly laughed bitterly at herself, "It turns out that he has also experienced such a desperate situation."

"At that time, I just vaguely felt that he seemed to be bullied, but I didn't care and didn't lend a helping hand to him."

"When it happens to me, I deserve to be left alone. No one will lend me a helping hand."

"This is probably retribution."

Several disciples looked at each other, thinking that Yan Rouwan had lost her mind.

But the next moment, a spiritual power suddenly rose slowly from Yan Rouwan's body.

As the spiritual power grew, the expressions of the disciples, who were originally chatting and laughing, gradually turned into shock and disbelief.

Finally, he fell to the ground in fear, backing away desperately: