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Xue Yao knelt in the center of the hall once again. The air around her seemed to freeze. It was so quiet that the only sound she could hear was her own heavy and uneasy breathing.

She lowered her head, waiting for Taoist Yun Yi to arrive.

There was only one voice in her heart: Master would definitely save her.

Taoist Yun Yi walked into the hall in a hurry, not even caring about his own injuries.

"Master, Xueyao must have been abducted. She is also a victim."

Xueyao nodded excitedly. That’s it.

The sect leader was in a bit of a dilemma as the disciples had strong opinions. Many people saw on that day that it was indeed Xue Yao who voluntarily followed Mo Yuan.

"I can't be partial in front of everyone. Everyone says Xueyao is colluding with the demons. What do you have to say?"

Taoist Master Yun Yi was also very dissatisfied. If Patriarch Yunlong was still alive, the sect leader would definitely not speak like this.

Now, he could only lower his head and said, "Sect Master, I am willing to guarantee Xue Yao that she will never collude with the demons."

"She did collude with the demons."

Nan Xi took a step forward and took out a photo stone.

Xueyao just felt uneasy in her heart, and a feeling of uneasiness rushed to her head.

The projection played slowly in the center of the hall, and the first person to appear was a girl in white.

Everyone could clearly see everything that happened between Xue Yao and Mo Yuan - she had indeed resurrected Mo Yuan, who was identified as the sect's archenemy.

Xue Yao's face turned as pale as paper at that moment. She never thought that this scene would be recorded by the photo stone.

Her hands were shaking, and she wanted to explain something, but her throat seemed to be strangled and she couldn't make any sound.

"Master...Master...I..."

The elders of the sect were livid; they could not tolerate such betrayal.

Although Xue Yao was once a disciple they had high hopes for, the act of resurrecting Mo Yuan had already touched the sect's bottom line.

Xueyao is no longer the trustworthy disciple, but a traitor who must be severely punished.

"Xueyao, what else do you have to say?"

Taoist Yun Yi couldn't believe it either. This was his beloved little disciple, but he had been so close to another man for a long time.

"Master... I... am not what you see..."

Xueyao wanted to explain. She didn’t want to see her master’s disappointed look.

"I don't know... I really don't know that will revive Mo Yuan."

Xueyao shed tears in pain. At this moment, she was really scared.

"You don't know? Then why didn't you inform the sect when Mo Yuan went to the forbidden area?"

"I……"

Xueyao couldn't say it. Could she say that she really didn't expect such consequences at that time?

Nan Xi sneered, "Do you think the sect is finished? Everyone will be devoured by monsters, so you followed Mo Yuan without hesitation?"

Xueyao's eyes flickered, that's what she thought.

Xueyao lowered her head and chose to remain silent.

The atmosphere in the hall became even heavier, and everyone could feel the depression and despair.

After a moment's silence, the clan leader finally spoke, his voice filled with unquestionable authority.

"Xueyao, your behavior has seriously violated the sect's rules and even posed a threat to the sect's safety. According to the sect's regulations, your cultivation should be abolished and you should be expelled from the sect."

As soon as these words were spoken, there was an uproar in the hall.

Xueyao's body trembled even more violently, as if she had foreseen her future fate.

Taoist Yun Yi has remained silent since he saw the projection, and he didn't even look up until this moment.

Xueyao was taken out of the hall, and her figure gradually disappeared under the gaze of everyone.

Nan Xi seemed to see the original owner slowly walking down the mountain in the dark night, and their backs gradually overlapped.

Xue Yao went down the mountain alone. She looked back and saw the gate of Dayan Sect slowly disappearing in front of her. She was already a mortal and could no longer open the formation.

Daojun Yun Yi, Yun Fei and Ling Feng were all too badly injured to take care of themselves, so they didn't come to see her off. She had to leave by herself.

On the way down the mountain, they met a few wandering cultivators. They came here to collect herbs and hunt spiritual beasts. When they saw Xue Yao, their eyes lit up.

A woman with this appearance, but without any spiritual power, could be sold to a brothel to earn money for a meal.

The three of them surrounded her and started to make moves, "Miss, please stay."

No matter how naive Xue Yao was, she knew that the three men had bad intentions. Unfortunately, she was now like a lamb among wolves, with no room for resistance at all.

Xueyao stepped back, "Don't come over here."

There was no way to retreat, and there was a cliff behind her. Xue Yao's heart was filled with despair and unwillingness. If she fell into their hands, the consequences would be disastrous.

She would rather be torn to pieces than be humiliated.

"Dayan Sect, Master, Senior Brother..."

Xue Yao muttered to herself in her heart, then she closed her eyes and took a step resolutely towards the cliff behind her.

The wind whistled past my ears, bringing with it a bone-chilling chill.

Xueyao's body fell rapidly like a kite with a broken string, and the surrounding scenery became blurred in her eyes.

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When Nan Xi returned to her room, Xiaoying had already told her the news of Xueyao's death.

"Master, Xueyao is dead, and we have one less enemy."

Nan Xi smiled, and there is also Taoist Yun Yi.

Taoist Yun Yi closed his eyes and concentrated, trying to suppress the evil spirit with his spiritual power, but he found that it was like a maggot attached to his bones. Not only could it not be expelled, but it spread even more wantonly in the depths of his soul.

The emergence of this evil spirit not only disrupted his practice rhythm, but also caused him to feel unprecedented fear and anxiety.

The same is true for Yun Fei and Ling Feng. If this continues, the three of them may develop mental demons when they overcome tribulations in the future.

In more serious cases, the three of them might fall into an irretrievable evil path and die.

There were also some disciples in the sect whose sea of ​​consciousness was invaded by the evil spirit. When the sect master learned about this, he was extremely anxious and searched the sect inside and outside, but no one could solve the problem.

Suddenly, he thought of Nan Xi. At that time, she used a magic weapon to seal the demon-sealing formation, which might be able to dispel the demonic energy.

The sect leader personally went to Nan Xi's residence and earnestly asked her for help.

Nan Xi did not refuse and immediately helped the disciples to get rid of the evil spirit.

But Master Yun Yi and his disciples wanted her to heal them.

Yun Yi knew that Nan Xi would not take action, so he asked the sect leader to act as a lobbyist, but Nan Xi refused.

The sect leader had heard about the feud between this great-grand-master and Taoist Yun Yi, and had already prepared himself for rejection. Knowing that Nan Xi was unwilling to take action, he did not say anything more.

However, Yun Fei and Ling Feng came to ask for help.

"Huo Nanxi, do you have a heart? We are all members of the Dayan Sect, how can you just stand by and watch!"

Ling Feng then said: "Huo Nanxi, you saved other disciples, why didn't you save us?"

Nan Xi sat quietly by the window, playing with a string of exquisite prayer beads in her hands, her eyes revealing a kind of indifference that transcended the world.

"Why should I save you? What do you two have to do with me?"

"You keep talking about the friendship between fellow disciples. Aren't you ashamed?"

Although Nan Xi's words were light, each one was like a needle, piercing the hearts of the two men.

When Huo Nanxi had been a disciple for three years, these two people never considered her as a fellow disciple.

Yun Fei and Ling Feng looked at each other and thought of what happened in the past. At this moment, they really didn't have the face to continue begging for mercy.

"Huo Nanxi, cultivation is not easy, can't you lend a hand?"

There was a barely perceptible hint of pleading in Yun Fei's tone.

Nan Xi drove the two of them out, and it was a sign of her good manners that she did not say anything bad to them.

The two had no choice but to leave and return empty-handed.

Later, Nan Xi heard that the two people did not dare to overcome the tribulation and tried their best to suppress their cultivation in order to avoid breeding inner demons.

In the end, the two of them almost went astray, fell into the devil's way, and entered a place of no return.

It took the sect master's intervention to suppress the evil spirit, but the price was that both of them lost all their cultivation and became mortals.

In order to suppress the demonic energy, Taoist Yun Yi had no choice but to stop practicing and use his own cultivation to resist the demonic energy. However, his cultivation kept dissipating and he would regress a small level every once in a while.

Three years later, he became a mortal.