funbook-pk Chapter 125 Slander After Slander, Difficult Situation to Resolve
Chapter 125 Slander After Slander, Difficult Situation to Resolve
After the roar subsided, dust billowed up, hitting our faces with a rough texture and blurring our vision.
Dai Yao was surrounded by the sect's deacons and disciples. Their eyes flashed with hostility, their gazes like tangible ice blades that chilled Dai Yao to the bone.
They looked at them as if they were some heinous demon, their disgust practically overflowing.
The immortal sect steward had a "I saw right through you" look on his face. His outstretched finger almost poked Dai Yao's nose as he shrieked, "Dai Yao, you colluded with demonic cultivators, intending to seize the demonic crystals. Your heart is despicable! Surrender now!" The voice buzzed in Dai Yao's ears like a swarm of annoying flies.
Dai Yao's inner monologue: I'm more wronged than Dou E! This demonic cultivator clearly jumped out on his own, how did I become the one who colluded with him? She took a deep breath, the air thick with the smell of dust, and tried to remain calm: "Steward, you've misunderstood, I..."
"Misunderstanding? Caught red-handed, you still want to deny it!" The sect leader ignored all explanations, waving his hand with a whooshing sound. "Take him down!"
Just then, the guardian of the magic crystal suddenly sprang into action, his figure shooting towards the immortal sect members like an arrow released from a bow, creating a whistling sound. "A bunch of ants, you think you can stop me?" he laughed wildly, his laughter sharp and piercing, brandishing the demonic weapon in his hand. The weapon sliced through the air with a whooshing sound, simultaneously stirring up a storm of blood and gore, the stench of which assaulted everyone's nostrils.
The sect leader snorted coldly, the sound like ice squeezed from his nose: "So you really are in cahoots! Dai Yao, how dare you!" He commanded his disciples to fight, his voice high-pitched and urgent, while not forgetting to label Dai Yao.
Dai Yao was utterly exasperated. What kind of situation was this?! She was now besieged on all sides, having to prevent the magic crystal guardians from breaking the seal while simultaneously dodging attacks from the immortal sect disciples. It was harder than performing acrobatics. As she dodged and moved swiftly, the whistling wind and the whooshing sounds of various attacks filling her ears, she mentally screamed: "Has this steward lost his mind? Doesn't he have any basic judgment?"
"Wan'er, protect yourself!" Dai Yao shouted at Miao Wan, her voice filled with urgency. Then she summoned her magical artifact, which emitted a faint light, and joined the melee.
In an instant, the spiritual energy in the arena surged, like colored streams of air rushing around in front of us. The shouts of battle were deafening, and all sorts of sounds mingled together, like a pot of boiling porridge.
A mysterious figure stood in front of Dai Yao, shielding her from many attacks; his body was like a solid barrier. He whispered, "Yao Yao, this can't go on. We have to think of something." His voice was deep and gentle, like a soft breeze caressing Dai Yao's heart.
Dai Yao gritted her teeth, the sound of them clicking softly against each other, a resolute glint in her eyes: "It seems, the only option is..." She suddenly remembered the secret the spirit fox had told her about the magic crystal seal, and abruptly turned her head towards the direction of the magic crystal. In that instant, her vision seemed to pierce through the surrounding chaos, focusing solely on the location of the magic crystal. "Perhaps, there's still a chance!" Dai Yao's eyes lit up, a plan forming in her mind!
"Let's take a gamble!" she whispered, her voice as soft as a feather falling. She recalled the key point the spirit fox had mentioned: the magic crystal seal couldn't be broken by brute force, but required a specific frequency of spiritual energy fluctuations to resonate with it.
She had been blindly following the methods recorded in the ancient texts, no wonder she suffered the consequences. Now it seems that the contents of the ancient texts have been tampered with!
Thinking of this, Dai Yao quickly adjusted her spiritual energy output method, no longer pursuing a strong attack, but trying to use a peculiar rhythm to guide the spiritual energy to flow in her meridians. She could feel the spiritual energy flowing slowly through her body like a warm stream of water, eventually converging at her fingertips and gently touching the seal.
Buzz—! The seal shone brightly, the light so intense it hurt the eyes. A powerful energy surge erupted instantly, like a sudden storm, blasting the unsuspecting magic crystal guardian away. His body arced through the air before crashing heavily to the ground with a dull thud, unable to get up for a long time.
"What?!" The Magic Crystal Guardian was completely dumbfounded, his eyes wide open. This was nothing like what he had expected.
The disciples of the immortal sects who were watching were also stunned, their eyes wide as saucers. This reversal came too fast, like a tornado, catching them off guard.
The sect leader's face turned ashen. He had initially thought Dai Yao was faking it, but it turned out she actually possessed the ability to break the seal! Could it be… he had truly wronged her? But this thought only flashed through his mind before he quickly dismissed it. Impossible! How could a newly recruited disciple like Dai Yao know such profound sealing techniques? She must have used some underhanded methods!
Thinking of this, a ruthless glint flashed in the eyes of the immortal sect's deacon. He decided to personally take down Dai Yao to prevent any unforeseen complications. "Witch, cease your arrogance!" he roared, his voice like thunder. In a flash, he appeared in front of Dai Yao, his sharp palm strike aimed directly at her face, the force of the blow stinging her cheek.
"Yao Yao, be careful!" The mysterious figure reacted quickly, standing in front of Dai Yao and taking the blow from the immortal sect's deacon. The two palms collided with a muffled thud.
Shadow Wolf also attacked from the side, his long sword whistling through the air as he slashed at the Immortal Sect Deacon. The long sword gleamed coldly in the sunlight.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Dai Yao retreated a few steps, her footsteps rustling on the ground. She took a deep breath and quickly composed herself. She knew that with her current strength, directly confronting a Nascent Soul stage expert would be futile; she had to outsmart them!
While dodging the attacks of the immortal sect's deacons, she nimbly twisted her body, the sound of the attacks echoing in her ears, all the while observing her surroundings, looking for anything she could use.
Suddenly, she noticed the light emanating from the magic crystal seal. The light seemed like a signal of hope, and a bold idea formed in her mind.
Under the cover of the mysterious figure and the Shadow Wolf, Dai Yao cleverly used the power of the magic crystal seal to launch a counterattack, forcing the immortal sect deacon to retreat repeatedly. The surrounding immortal sect disciples were dumbfounded; this Dai Yao was too heaven-defying! She could actually contend with a Nascent Soul stage expert with only Golden Core cultivation!
With her Golden Core cultivation, Dai Yao contended with a Nascent Soul stage expert. Her figure was like a nimble butterfly, skillfully weaving through the fierce attacks of the immortal sect's steward.
Each attack from the immortal sect's deacon unleashed a storm of spiritual energy, which she skillfully neutralized using the power of the magic crystal seal, transforming it into an aid for her counterattack. Her eyes shone with determination and resolve; her indomitable spirit seemed to declare to everyone that even with a vast difference in cultivation level, she would not allow herself to be slaughtered.
The surrounding disciples of the immortal sects stared wide-eyed, their mouths agape, as if they could fit an egg in their mouths. They simply couldn't believe their eyes—a mere Golden Core stage disciple could be so easily subdued by the attacks of a Nascent Soul stage expert.
The sect leader grew increasingly alarmed as the fight progressed. He discovered that Dai Yao's attack methods were extremely strange, seemingly able to draw upon the power of the demonic crystal seal. This further convinced him that Dai Yao was colluding with demonic cultivators!
"Hmph, a mere trick!" The sect leader sneered and intensified his attack, creating an even stronger gust of wind.
Dai Yao and her two companions suddenly felt immense pressure and faced numerous perilous situations.
Just then, Dai Yao's fingers accidentally brushed against her sleeve, and she felt something strange...
"What is this?" Dai Yao's fingertips touched a sticky spot on her sleeve. It was cold to the touch, and the sticky feeling was like touching a slippery snakeskin, which made her feel uncomfortable.
She rubbed her fingers together unconsciously, and her fingertips were stained with a strange dark red, emitting a faint fishy smell that went straight into her nose, almost making her vomit.
"What the hell is this?" Dai Yao muttered, then sniffed it, her expression changing drastically! This smell was exactly the same as the one she had smelled on the magic crystal seal before!
"Could it be..." A terrifying thought flashed through her mind. She abruptly pulled open her sleeve, examining it closely in the light emanating from the magic crystal. The light shone on the inside of her cuff. Sure enough, she found a tiny, almost invisible dark red mark, like a twisted rune, on the inside of her cuff. The dark red color appeared even more eerie under the light of the magic crystal, like the eye of a demon hidden in the darkness.
"This is... a demonic cultivator's tracking mark!" Dai Yao exclaimed in shock, instantly understanding everything. She had been framed! The demonic cultivator had left this mark on her, deliberately drawing her close to the demonic crystal seal, and then pinning the blame on her, making her an enemy of both the immortal sects and the demonic cultivators! What a brilliant scheme to kill with a borrowed knife! Absolutely ingenious!
"Sir, look!" Dai Yao pointed to the mark on her sleeve and exclaimed, her voice tinged with urgency, "This is a tracking mark from a demonic cultivator! They deliberately framed me!"
The sect leader frowned, staring at the mark on Dai Yao's sleeve, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes. This mark was indeed a common technique used by demonic cultivators, but… he still found it hard to believe.
"This mark might have been added by yourself!" The sect leader sneered, still unwilling to fully believe Dai Yao.
A million curses ran through Dai Yao's mind. How could this old man be so stubborn! Even at a time like this, he still doubted her!
"Yao Yao, don't be afraid." The mysterious figure's gentle voice rang in Dai Yao's ears, a voice that seemed to possess a magical power, piercing through the panic in her heart. He gently took Dai Yao's hand, just as he had done countless times when she was in trouble. Dai Yao recalled their first encounter, also in a similar crisis, when the mysterious figure descended like a god. From then on, he had silently protected her, a protection like the brightest star in the night sky, giving her strength in her darkest moments.
"I believe in you." He gently grasped Dai Yao's hand, conveying unwavering support. Dai Yao returned his grip, feeling the warmth emanating from his hand, a surge of warmth welling up in her heart.
“Sir,” Shadow Wolf, who had been silent until now, suddenly spoke, his voice deep and steady, “this mark does indeed resemble the work of a demonic cultivator. I’ve seen similar ones before.” Shadow Wolf was a rogue cultivator, well-informed and experienced; his words undoubtedly increased Dai Yao’s credibility. Shadow Wolf held a long sword, etched with the marks of his years of battle. When he stepped forward to speak, his eyes revealed a world-weary yet resolute look. As a rogue cultivator, Shadow Wolf had traversed treacherous lands, witnessing countless conspiracies and schemes. His willingness to speak for Dai Yao stemmed not only from his extensive knowledge but also from seeing a reflection of his past self in her—a spirit of defiance against fate and unwavering courage. Therefore, he was willing to stand up at this moment, using his own reputation to vouch for Dai Yao.
The sect leader's expression shifted, his resolve beginning to waver. Had he truly wronged Dai Yao?
Taking advantage of the momentum, Dai Yao explained in detail how she was ambushed by the demonic cultivator, how she was led to the magic crystal seal, and how she broke the seal. Her logic was clear, her presentation was organized, and there was not a single flaw in her explanation.
"I swear on my life that everything I've said is true! If there's even a single lie, may I be struck by lightning!" Dai Yao raised her right hand and said solemnly.
A mysterious figure also came forward to testify in support of Dai Yao.
Looking into Dai Yao's determined eyes and listening to her sincere tone, the sect leader's doubts gradually dissipated.
“Sir…” Dai Yao suddenly tensed up, her gaze fixed on the back of the immortal sect's deacon, her tone grave, “Be careful!”
Before Dai Yao could finish speaking, a dark figure suddenly appeared from behind the sect's steward, moving with astonishing speed, aiming straight for the steward's back!
"Holy crap! Are they serious?!" Dai Yao exclaimed. This turn of events was too sudden, it was as thrilling as riding a roller coaster.
The immortal sect steward, as expected of a Nascent Soul stage expert, reacted swiftly, narrowly avoiding a fatal blow. However, his clothes were torn open, making a slight tearing sound, revealing a protective magic treasure shimmering with golden light inside.
The attacker missed his first strike and, without lingering, disappeared into the darkness in a few quick movements.
“The Guardian of the Magic Crystal!” Shadow Wolf recognized the attacker at a glance, his tone grave. “I didn’t expect him to be hiding here. It seems they planned this all along!”
"I knew it! I'm not taking the blame for this!" Dai Yao shrugged, her face showing an "I knew it all along" expression, as if she had everything under control.
The sect leader's face turned ashen; he finally believed that Dai Yao had been framed. He glared fiercely in the direction she had disappeared, gritting his teeth as he said, "Damn demonic cultivator, how dare you be so insolent before me!"
"Sir, do you believe me now?" Dai Yao asked, seizing the opportunity.
The sect leader snorted coldly, not answering directly, but turning to look at the magic crystal seal: "Stop! Cease breaking the seal!"
"Stop? Are you kidding me?!" Dai Yao exclaimed in shock, her eyes wide. "At a time like this, you want me to stop? Do you think I can just stop anytime? This thing is like it's on double speed, it just won't stop!"
The mysterious figure also stepped forward and said, "Sir, if Yao Yao stops now, all her previous efforts will be in vain, and she will be more easily taken advantage of by the demonic cultivators."
"But..." The immortal sect steward still hesitated. He was worried that Dai Yao might really be colluding with demonic cultivators. If she were to release something terrible after the seal was broken, the consequences would be unimaginable.
"No buts!" Dai Yao said firmly. "Instead of arguing here, let's get to work! The sooner the seal is broken, the sooner everyone can have peace of mind!"
Dai Yao ignored the sect's stewards and continued to concentrate on breaking the seal.
Just as the seal was about to be completely broken, the magic crystal emitted an increasingly dazzling light. Suddenly, a powerful pressure erupted from the immortal sect's deacon...
"I said, stop!"