A sharp-tongued woman travels through a book and changes the ruthless Taoist female cultivator

Yun Yue frowned slightly, "What's wrong with my current realm? You are only a little bit better than me."

Put your index finger and thumb together, like an OK sign.

"What do you have to be proud of? You came here two thousand years earlier than me, and your realm is a little higher than mine. Isn't it normal?"

Zhang Jiaxi pouted, with a sly expression, "Tsk tsk tsk, now my external injuries have recovered, but my internal injuries are still very uncomfortable."

Yunyue narrowed her eyes slightly, raised her slender fingers, palms facing up, and slowly approached Zhang Jiaxi.

There seemed to be slight ripples in the air, and circles of elegant light overflowed from her palms and enveloped Zhang Jiaxi.

The spiritual light was like delicate silk, gently brushing across Zhang Jiaxi's body, and every inch was carefully explored.

"Your internal injuries are indeed very severe, and now only 30% of your cultivation remains."

Yun Yueqing's voice became softer and softer as she spoke, and she lowered her head in shame.

"Don't worry, I will stay by your side until you recover your cultivation."

Zhang Jiaxi was secretly delighted, but then she remembered something and was afraid that Yun Yueqing would notice.

He waved his hand and said, "No need. You also have things to do, so I won't bother you."

"Hey~ You still know that you are in trouble." Yun Yueqing teased Zhang Jiaxi in a joking tone.

Seeing that he was unmoved, Yun Yueqing put on a serious expression.

"What are you talking about? Your current cultivation level is only enough to fight at the Jindan stage. The situation in the three sects and seven schools is turbulent and dangerous. If I don't protect you, who will?"

Zhang Jiaxi's tense face suddenly burst into laughter: "Hahaha, why are you so nervous? You must have been tricked by me."

"Don't worry, I, Zhang Jiaxi, have seen all kinds of storms. These injuries are all caused by you. Just don't hurt me. I don't need your protection."

Zhang Jiaxi looked so unruly that Yun Yue lightly kicked him and knocked him to the ground.

"Oh my god! You made me mouth full of dirt."

"Bah bah bah!"

Yun Yueqing picked up his collar and pulled him out of the ground.

"Don't dilly-dally. If you don't hurry up, Si Luochen will become the head of the Jingyuan Sect."

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Jingyuan Sect, Council Hall

Fake Yun Yueqing sat high in the hall, his eyes dull and lifeless, without a trace of spirit.

Si Luochen bowed and gave a perfunctory greeting.

"Reporting to the headmaster, zombies are now rampant. Deacon Zhang has been dismissed for misconduct. The situation is turbulent with internal and external troubles."

"I hope the Sect Leader will delegate my power to me. I will live up to your expectations and pacify the current situation."

After saying this, Fake Yun Yueqing seemed to have received some kind of instruction.

His cloudy eyes suddenly lit up, he took the tiger talisman from the table and walked slowly towards Si Luochen.

He was excited, hurry up! hurry up!

He raised his hands, and the tiger talisman was less than an inch away from his palms.

"Wait a minute!" a voice came from outside the door.

Everyone in the hall looked at him intently, and they were immediately dumbfounded, as if their jaws dropped.

"Why... two sect leaders?"

Si Luochen looked at the complacent Zhang Jiaxi and reacted quickly.

He pointed at Yun Yueqing with trembling fingers, "Come here! Capture this outsider who dares to impersonate the leader of the Jingyuan Sect."

The guards sat in a circle, hesitating and not daring to step forward.

Zhang Jiaxi stepped forward and said, "Let's see who dares to move! Open your eyes and see who is real and who is fake."

Si Luochen: "Haha~ Of course it's the Sect Leader Yun who has been working hard in the Jingyuan Sect, handling official business."

Zhang Jiaxi laughed out loud, "I haven't even mentioned you by name yet, and you're already eager to admit you're a dog."

Si Luochen's face flushed red, "You!"

"Deacon Zhang colluded with the rebels and led a fake leader with evil intentions and deliberately plotted rebellion. He deserves death."

"Someone, capture Deacon Zhang!"

The guards then began to move.

The guards rushed towards Zhang Jiaxi like arrows from a bow.

Zhang Jiaxi dodged the attack narrowly, but more guards surrounded him.

Yun Yueqing's figure passed by like a ghost, and with a flick of her sleeves, a soft yet powerful force was exerted, which pushed back the guards who were approaching Zhang Jiaxi.

Just when the situation was about to break out and tensions were high in the meeting hall.

Elder Zhong Gu said, "Master Yun is the direct disciple of the previous Master Xingyuan. Only she can activate the Tiger Talisman. Let them both try and see."

Yun Yueqing was standing high in the hall, and the spiritual light overflowing from her palms was even more intense, flowing like substance.

She gently raised her hand, and the tiger talisman hovered in mid-air, as if pulled by an invisible force. Yun Yueqing closed her eyes and concentrated, silently chanting a spell, and visible ripples appeared in the air.

The tiger talisman suddenly shone brightly, and the dazzling golden light illuminated the entire meeting hall, and an ancient and majestic atmosphere filled the air.

The tiger talisman spun in the air, making bursts of tiger roars, which were deafening and awe-inspiring.

Si Luochen smiled triumphantly, "Ha~ I said she was the real Yun Sect Leader. I believe everyone has seen that she can activate the Tiger Talisman and is the well-deserved leader of the Jingyuan Sect."

Zhang Jiaxi's eyes widened in disbelief, "How...how is this possible?"

"Sister Yun, quickly control the Tiger Talisman and prove it to them."

Yun Yueqing frowned, beads of sweat oozing from her forehead. She tried her best to control the floating tiger talisman.

But she only saw the tiger talisman vibrating violently in the air, and the light flickered, as if an invisible force was fighting against her.

The tiger talisman seemed to have become an insurmountable gap for her, floating proudly in the air, mocking her powerlessness.

Yun Yueqing could only look at Zhang Jiaxi and shook her head.

Si Luochen put on his smug face again, "Everyone has seen it, the one in the hall is judging our true Sect Leader Yun."

"Quickly capture these two people."

Everyone surrounded them, the guards' weapons flashed coldly, forming an impenetrable human wall.

Zhang Jiaxi and Yun Yueqing stood back to back, facing the crowd who were acting as if they were facing a formidable enemy. The atmosphere was so tense that it was almost suffocating.

Yun Yueqing's eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, fixed on the strangely vibrating tiger talisman in mid-air.

Just when everyone was ready to launch an attack, her eyes flashed, as if she had grasped something key.

"So that's how it is. This tiger talisman is actually fake!" Yun Yueqing's voice was not loud, but it exploded like thunder in the conference hall.

Every word struck clearly in everyone's heart.

Her eyes were cold as she stared straight at Si Luochen.

He was horrified in his heart, but his outward attitude remained firm: "The evidence is irrefutable, so stop your nonsense."

Yun Yue sneered, "I've seen a real tiger talisman before. It has a tiny moon-shaped mark on the tail, so small that it's almost insignificant. It's my fault that you were in such a hurry when you were replicating it that you didn't notice it."

Si Luochen hurriedly snatched the tiger talisman from Yun Yueqing's hand and looked it up and down.