Maybe I shouldn't die.

Many monks who were originally unwilling to cooperate would become willing to cooperate after seeing her.

It was also because of this that she was forced by a certain unscrupulous master to be present.

Zhu Qing'an was speechless, but thinking that this would speed up the interrogation process, he did not refute.

Regardless of whether there is any follow-up to this task, it would be a good thing to complete it as soon as possible.

Besides, the possibility of a sequel was just her guess. Maybe there wouldn't be a sequel? Or even if there was a sequel, it wouldn't be necessary for her to participate in it!

Everything will be known only after the trial is over.

So, despite some impatience, she tried to be present at every trial.

But impatience is impatience, especially when the guy currently interrogating her happens to be one of those people who dislikes her.

She actually had the opposite effect here.

Zhu Qing'an naturally understood this, and was just planning to find an opportunity to slip away!

Well, the master's message came at the right time.

After putting down the token in her hand, she turned around and said to the person next to her calmly:

"Master wants to talk to me about something. I'll leave first."

The disciple beside her hesitated and said:

"Where is the hall master?"

Zhu Qingan: "I will talk to my uncle-master."

Since she said so, the disciple had no more reason to refute. Moreover, anyone with eyes could see that the fellow disciple who was being interrogated obviously had a grudge against the senior sister.

It might be a good thing for the next interrogation if the senior sister leaves now.

However, he still couldn't help but asked curiously:

"Big sister, what grudge does this outer sect steward have against you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhu Qing'an's gaze fell on him. There was no emotion in that gaze, but it was this gaze that made him feel a chill in his heart and he immediately began to reflect in his heart.

Have I been talking too much?

Fortunately, this look only lasted for a moment, and Zhu Qingan quickly withdrew his gaze from his face and said in a calm tone:

"Junior brother, it's better not to be curious about everything."

After she finished speaking, she turned around and walked towards the door without waiting for her junior fellow apprentice to react.

Only the disciple with a chill down his spine was left standing there in a daze.

What a terrifying aura! Even though the senior sister was only in the early Nascent Soul stage, the pressure she brought to him was even greater than that of the late Nascent Soul cultivators he had seen before.

Is this the strength of the number one true disciple of this generation?

After Zhu Qing'an was no longer visible, the other disciples in the interrogation room could not help but gather around him, most of them speaking with a hint of amazement in their voices.

"Brother is really brave. He actually dares to ask Senior Sister about gossip directly."

"Yes, yes, Senior Sister hates being gossiped about the most."

"I heard that it was because Senior Sister was slandered by some gossip before she became a disciple after reaching the Jindan stage. Since then, she has disliked gossip."

"Not only does Senior Sister dislike it, I don't like it either. Gossip becomes more and more outrageous as it spreads, and in the end... oh!"

The disciple who said this couldn't help but sigh, his tone full of emotion.

His behavior attracted the attention of the disciples around him, and someone couldn't help but ask:

"From what you said, I'm afraid you've been through something. Can you share it with us?"

The disciple did not hesitate. He looked around and saw that all his fellow disciples in the room had turned their eyes to him. He then coughed lightly and began to tell the story.

"It was a dark and windy night. By some chance, I came to Fufeng, and happened to encounter two idiots plotting..."

When he reached this point, he was suddenly interrupted. A disciple asked curiously:

"Why do you call me stupid?"

The disciple said as a matter of course:

"They are all cultivators. When they were plotting to do something bad, they neither set up a soundproofing formation nor used a sound transmission method. What else could they be but idiots?"

When he mentioned the word "idiot", he raised his voice deliberately, and his tone became a little more meaningful. He even gave the junior brother who asked this question a knowing look.

The junior fellow was not stupid either, he quickly realized his intention and immediately said meaningfully:

"They were indeed two idiots. What happened next?"

“Later, after I discovered something unusual, I quietly hid my body and moved closer.

Those two idiots are idiots indeed. They didn't notice anything unusual at all. So I heard everything they were conspiring about."

"Although those two are stupid enough, it is also because of my brother's wit, otherwise..."

The two of them sang the same tune and started talking to each other, calling each other an idiot.

The disciples around who originally thought they were there to listen to gossip soon realized that the two were doing this on purpose. As for why they did this on purpose...

The monks calmly turned their eyes to the monk who was being interrogated.

It should be related to this person!

Their guess was correct. Not only was they related, the monk being interrogated was one of the parties involved.

That is, he is one of the two idiots in the brothers' conversation.

The conversation between the two made him unable to help but recall the extremely unbearable experience for him.

That was decades ago.

At that time, his tendons were broken and his dantian was shattered due to some incident, and his path of cultivation was cut off.

Finally, he had to become an external instructor under someone's arrangement.

There are countless disciples in Yuxu Sect. Even if he is an outer sect instructor, it is not the right position for a useless person like him to take.

Then why can he be a teacher?

It's because of some people's guilt that they try to compensate him and alleviate their inner guilt.

But how could an outer sect instructor compensate for what he had endured? Moreover, if it weren't for that person, he wouldn't have to endure all this.

But that person was so high up, how could he remember me, an ant who was accidentally affected?

After working so hard on the path of cultivation, practicing diligently day after day, everything finally became an illusion...

As he thought about it, he couldn't help but reveal a bit of resentment in his eyes.

The interrogators who were closely watching the changes in his expression soon noticed this. They looked at each other and then silently quickened their movements.

The mantra instrument was activated, the incense sticks were lit, and the magic array in the interrogation room was also activated silently, slowly enveloping the person who was lost in thought.

The interrogation here was slowly getting on track. After Zhu Qing'an left the interrogation room, he simply sent a message to a certain unscrupulous uncle, and then left without any hesitation.

Anyway, since the master has face, the uncle won’t have any objection.

As the only medical practitioner among the Yuxu Sect's temporary incarnations who practices the life of all things, Fengchan holds an extremely high status in the sect.

Not to mention, she also practiced both swordsmanship and kendo.

The sword cultivator's combat power is already one of the best among the cultivators of the same level, not to mention that she is also a medical cultivator, which gives her a lot of endurance...

Well, there is no cultivator above the level of elders in the sect who has not been treated or beaten by her!