Shocked, everyone except Master has a vest

On the Daqi Sect side, under the water mirror, the sect leaders on the high platform had different expressions, and a tense atmosphere spread among them.

Their eyes were fixed on Qin Muyue, the young girl who had caused a stir in the Valley of Beasts. She had the prison cart guarded by hundreds of beasts filled with disciples from various sects, including the Huanxi Sect, Guixiang Sect, and Longhun Sect.

Unlike the disciples of the other two sects, the disciples of the Dragon Soul Sect were all in a coma.

The Guixiang Sect's leader Mu Yuntian suddenly looked unhappy, just like the Huanxi Sect's leader Jiamo beside him.

The leader of the Dragon Soul Sect, Qin Ziyang, who always kept his emotions to himself, clenched his hands behind his back, trying hard to hide his gloating and looked unhappy.

"Xie Yuchen, what does your Wuji Xianzong mean? Why did Qin Muyue deliberately detain and expel our disciples from the Divine Sword competition?" Jia Mo's voice echoed on the podium, and every word was spoken with gritted teeth.

Mu Yuntian's face turned pale, and he stared at Xie Yuchen and asked, "We nine sects respect your Wuji Xianzong for protecting the great cause of the common people, but you Wuji Xianzong want to make my Guixiang Sect lose the qualification to run for the Divine Sword?"

The sect leaders' gazes were like sharp swords, pointing directly at Xie Yuchen, the leader of the Wuji Immortal Sect.

“Master Jia, Master Mu, the disciples of my Wuji Xianzong are simply too powerful. As the military strategists say, victory and defeat are commonplace. Instead of arguing about this matter, you two should go back and discipline your disciples to improve their cultivation.” Xie Yuchen’s voice was cold and powerful, and every word he said revealed that his Wuji Xianzong did not want to keep idle allies.

The other sect leaders were filled with confusion and anger, and they didn't understand why Qin Muyue, a disciple of the Wuji Immortal Sect, would do such a thing.

These sect leaders all have their own ulterior motives, and even the Immortal Lord is secretly wary of Qin Muyue. All the major sects and forces participate in the sword-forging conference because they want their own disciples to win the magic sword.

At the beginning, Qin Muyue was eating grapes and killing monsters, and at the same time expelled three sect disciples from the meeting.

This undoubtedly shook their interests. If Qin Muyue arrived at Chenjian River, which three sect disciples would she plan to attack?

"Qin Muyue has finally killed 5,000 monsters." Fu Tianquan breathed a sigh of relief. He was really afraid of Qin Muyue. If this girl continued to stay in the Valley of Beasts, who knows how many people would be able to participate in the Sword Forging Competition? Could they gather a hundred of them?

“This Shenjian River focuses on questioning one’s conscience. Even if Qin Muyue passes the duel with the sword realm of questioning one’s conscience formed by thousands of years of sword intent, he will only be teleported back to the sub-peak of Chengjiantai.” Fu Tianquan told the sect leaders in a soothing manner.

The sect leaders and immortal masters were finally satisfied, except for Jia Mo and Mu Yuntian who had gloomy faces. They all stood up and went to the teleportation array to pick up their disciples. They no longer planned to participate in the follow-up of the sword-forging conference and would leave after picking up their people.

Qin Ziyang looked indifferent, and he didn't seem to be planning to leave. He sat motionless on the throne, looking down at the "elders" of the Dragon Soul Sect going to pick up the "disciples" of the Dragon Soul Sect.

Although he didn't know what means Qin Muyue used, Qin Ziyang was very proud that his good daughter did not let these evil cultivators go.

In the water mirror, there were already more than a dozen sect disciples standing on the surface of Chenjian River. When Qin Muyue arrived, he lost consciousness before he could take a closer look.

The scene in front of the girl's eyes changed, as if she had crossed some kind of boundary and entered a fantasy world.

This is the second level of the Sword Forging Conference - the Sword Realm of the Heart, a mysterious realm formed by the condensation of countless sword intentions over thousands of years.

Qin Muyue could feel an invisible pressure coming from all directions, as if countless pairs of eyes were watching in secret, waiting for a flaw in her Dao heart.

Under her feet was the surface of Chenjian River, as calm as a mirror.

Qin Muyue had a telepathic connection. She half-knelt down and reached out to touch the water. The girl in red was reflected on the water. Her beautiful features were full of confusion. Suddenly, the reflection's expression changed, and a hand broke through the water and grabbed her wrist.

The reflection was on Qin Muyue's face, with a dark and jealous smile. "Qin Muyue, do you want to see what your original ending would be as a vicious female supporting role?"

Qin Muyue fell into the water, her eyes went dark, and her feet, which had been struggling in the water, stepped on solid ground.

Qin Muyue's consciousness struggled in the darkness. She felt herself being pulled by an irresistible force and falling into a bottomless abyss.

When she opened her eyes again, she found herself standing on the edge of a cliff, surrounded by a desolate scene, and the sky was gloomy and covered with dark clouds, which seemed to foreshadow an impending crisis.

On the edge of the cliff, she saw several familiar figures - Master Jun Yuzheng, eldest senior brother Yu Fengxue, second senior brother Hua Chao, third senior brother He Zhen, and youngest senior sister Liu Ruyan.

These people no longer had the kindness and care of the past on their faces, but were instead filled with indifference and oppression.

"Qin Muyue, you have no way to escape." Jun Yuzheng's voice was as cold as ice, and there was no trace of the warmth in his eyes. "You should dig out the golden elixir by yourself. Yan'er's foundation was damaged because of you, and only this way can she fully recover. If you surrender obediently, perhaps we can give you a quick end."

Qin Muyue couldn't believe her ears. How could the master, whose face looked as good as minus seven degrees, say such dog-licking words that sounded like a dog licking at more than fifty degrees?

The glaciers are in danger of melting due to being licked by the licking dogs!

“Master, Big Brother, why...why do you all want to worship this woman?” Qin Muyue found that her mouth was speaking automatically and her voice was trembling.

At this moment, Qin Muyue realized that she couldn't move a finger and could only watch the illusion body continue to perform.

[Xiaoying, will it be painful to have your dan dug out in this illusion? ]

[The Sword Realm of Questioning the Heart is such a wicked thing. It likes to make the cultivators experience the things they least want to face, and then an if line version of you will appear to fight with you.]

[Isn’t this the inner demon plas?]

Yu Fengxue took a step forward, his face showing a hint of mixed emotions, "Junior sister, you always bully Yan'er, and now you are just suffering from it. Listen to Master, so that we can still maintain our friendship as fellow disciples."

[Ugh, Yan'er, this is too much of a bootlicker. If the eldest brother talks to Ruyan like this, wouldn't it be too greasy? ]

[Indeed, Xiaoying feels physically uncomfortable. This illusion is really messing with her mentality!]

Hua Chao was still wearing a flashy jeweled robe, his hand on his sword, with an emerald ring on his thumb, and he made a bubbling sound: "Qin Muyue, I advise you not to be ungrateful." He moved as fast as lightning, and a poisonous insect flew into the girl's body.

"Junior sister, enjoy the feeling of thousands of poisons eating your heart!"

Qin Muyue's illusory body immediately fell to the ground, screaming and shaking in pain. As he struggled, his skin was rubbed against the stone and blood gradually spread.

[Fuck, this hurts so much! Since I debuted in Kunshan Secret Realm, I have never experienced level 10 pain. Who can withstand this?]

[Host! You have to hold on! ]

Qin Muyue's illusory body fell to the ground, and her pain could not be expressed in words. Her body was shaking violently, and every tremor seemed to be fighting against the pain of the poison in her body. Her skin rubbed against the cold stone, and every friction seemed to tear every nerve.

Blood slowly flowed out from the horrific wound on her skin, staining the surrounding ground red, forming a shocking red.

There was only determination and ruthlessness in Master's eyes.

"Qin Muyue, this is the punishment you deserve. Reflect on what you have done." His lips moved slightly, and every word was like a sharp knife, piercing Qin Muyue's heart.

“Junior sister, you and I are from the same sect. Even if you have lost your golden elixir and become a useless person, I will not ignore you.” He Zhen’s face had a smug and cruel expression. The corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a hint of sneer, and the Ten Thousand Souls Banner was hidden in his palm.

[The crane in this illusion is so realistic ahhhh it hurts so much]

[Wow, illusion, so bad, bullying the host like this]

Liu Ruyan stood beside the master. Her eyes were red, but her eyes were filled with greed for Qin Muyue. On the surface, she looked pitiful and weak, and she leaned on the master and said coquettishly, "If Senior Sister lost her golden elixir, Ruyan would be willing to take good care of her. Senior Sister definitely didn't push Yan'er into the Demon Abyss on purpose. Don't blame her."

“Yan’er, you are just too kind.” The ice in the master’s eyes melted, revealing a doting expression.

[Ahhh my eyes hurt, give me back my minus seven degrees master]

[Host, you are fake after all, so it is normal for your acting to be a little exaggerated.]