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

Ji Yin, the head of the Ji Yin sect, still had doubts on his face as he slowly stood up.

He asked in a deep voice, "In the end, who is going to Darkmoon Lake?"

Inside the meeting hall, the flickering candlelight stretched out the shadows of the crowd, casting their shadows on the mottled walls like a series of strange paintings.

Yun Yue gently persuaded, "Xuantian Sect was once my sect. I know very well that Xuantian Sect has an upright ethos and noble character. It has always been the leader among the three sects and seven schools."

"Looking back, the Xuantian Sect took it as their mission to uphold the righteous path. They should set an example and be the first to explore Dark Moon Lake."

Just as Sect Leader Wuji was about to open his mouth to refute, Xiao Yirao had already taken the lead.

"That makes sense. Xuantian Sect has always been the leader of the righteous path and should indeed set an example."

Upon hearing this, Sect Leader Wuji's expression changed slightly, his open mouth slowly closed, and a hint of unwillingness and helplessness flashed in his eyes.

Yun Yueqing winked at Xiao Yirao playfully.

Xiao Yirao's heart was moved by Yun Yueqing's playful wink, and his cheeks unconsciously turned red.

He hurriedly lowered his head and pretended to straighten his clothes to cover up his loss of composure, but a barely perceptible gentle smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The tall figure leaned forward slightly, and his long hair fell gently, covering half of his handsome face, adding a bit of mystery and aloofness.

However, those slightly trembling fingers revealed the turmoil in his heart.

It seemed as if he himself had not noticed that this unintentional tenderness was quietly spreading in the meeting hall.

The eyes of the Wuji Sect Leader were as sharp as torches, and he keenly caught the subtle eye contact between Yunyue and Xiao Yirao.

He coughed lightly, his voice tinged with concern but also with a hint of sharpness: "Master Xiao, you seem to be looking strange. Are you feeling unwell? You must understand that etiquette cannot be abandoned. You and Sect Leader Yun are of different generations. Don't let your emotions cloud your reason and do something immoral."

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere around them suddenly became tense. Yun Yue's cheeks flushed and she lowered her head without saying a word.

Young Master Xiao had a complicated look in his eyes and rolled his eyes, "Since Wuji cares so much about the division of generations, he should respectfully address me as Senior. Since you can't even call me that, how can you talk about seniority?"

The head of the Wuji sect was so angry that his face turned pale, as if there were dark clouds gathering above his head and thunder rumbling faintly.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and he was speechless for a moment when Xiao Yirao called him by his name.

Those eagle-like eyes lost focus at this moment, staring blankly at the ground.

Xiao Yirao's voice was steady as he brought the topic back on track: "Wuji, don't change the subject. Now let's discuss who your Xuantian Sect should assign to investigate Dark Moon Lake."

The face of the Wuji Sect Leader was gloomy and uncertain, and he could only sigh helplessly and glance at everyone present.

Just as Sect Leader Wuji was about to speak, he was suddenly surprised to find that Xiao Yi, who had been standing quietly in the corner, had disappeared.

He stood up suddenly, his eyes searching the empty meeting hall anxiously, like a mother animal that had lost her cub.

The flickering candlelight stretched his shadow long, casting it on the ground, making him look lonely and helpless.

His face turned pale in an instant, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

His lips trembled slightly as he murmured to himself, "Xiao Yi...where is Xiao Yi?"

The atmosphere in the meeting hall froze instantly, and everyone's breathing seemed to become heavy.

There was an inexplicable tension and uneasiness in the air.

Yun Yueqing lowered her eyes, bit her lips, and tried hard to hold back from laughing out loud.

I thought to myself: "That bastard, when alive he wastes air, when dead he wastes land, and when half-dead he wastes spirit stones."

"Of course he was kind-hearted. I killed him for the sake of the overall situation."

"Even if Wuji Laodeng turned the ground upside down, he wouldn't be able to find his body. After all, it's more useful to refine pills for a sinner."

The head of the Wuji sect stared intently at Yun Yueqing.

He asked urgently and without question, "Master Yun, Xiao Yi is my new disciple, but he disappeared from your Jingyuan Sect's meeting hall today. As the master, can you give me a reasonable explanation?"

Yun Yueqing's expression changed slightly, her eyes flickered, but she remained calm.

She raised her hand slightly, signaling to Sect Leader Wuji to stay calm.

Yunyue gently opened her red lips and spoke in a sad tone. There seemed to be a layer of mist in her eyes. At first glance, you would really think she was expressing regret.

"Master Wuji, Xiaoyi is a loyal child. When he heard that you might have met with an accident at Dark Moon Lake, he was extremely worried. Despite my and everyone else's dissuasion, he resolutely decided to go to Dark Moon Lake alone, vowing to save you from danger."

Yunyue gently stroked her sleeve, a barely perceptible cunning glint in her eyes.

He continued, "But at the time, I was only concerned with rescuing the six elders and assigning personnel to the Jingyuan Sect. I was so busy running around that I neglected Xiao Yi."

"When I came to my senses, he had disappeared. He said he would definitely find you and make sure you were safe."

"I sent disciples to pursue him along the trail, but all I saw was the strong wind in the forest. There was no trace of him at all. I think he must have gone deep into the vicinity of Dark Moon Lake and was trapped by the strange fog..."

Having said that, Yunyue sighed softly, as if she was really worried about Xiaoyi's safety.

That look moved everyone present.

Yun Yueqing's conciliatory policy left Sect Leader Wuji with no way to refute it.

He could only open his eyes wide and open his lips slightly, but he couldn't squeeze out a word.

It seemed that the head of the Wuji Sect had already known that Xiao Yi would end up with a torn body.

The meeting hall was silent, with only the occasional sound of wind coming from outside the window, which seemed to be telling endless secrets.

Yunyue slowly lowered her eyes, a barely perceptible smile forming at the corner of her mouth, with a hint of pride hidden in that smile.

She slowly stood up, walked to the side of Sect Leader Wuji, and gently patted his shoulder, her movements gentle and caring.

At that moment, Sect Leader Wuji seemed to be touched by an invisible force.

Sect Leader Wuji pushed Yun Yueqing's hand away with a sudden and decisive movement, like a window suddenly closing in the cold wind.

His face was ashen, and his eyes were burning with flames of anger, as if he wanted to devour Yun Yueqing.

Yun Yueqing's hand was suspended in the air, and she brushed off the non-existent dust on her palm, as if she was disgusted with the actions of Master Wuji.

Sect Leader Wuji glared at her, his chest heaving violently like an enraged beast, ready to attack at any moment.

He spoke slowly and clearly, "Yun Yueqing, stop trying to fend me off with these lies! If anything happens to Xiao Yi, I, Wuji, will make sure your Jingyuan Sect never has peace!"

As he spoke, a powerful spiritual power surged out of his body, shaking the entire meeting hall.

"Master Wuji, please don't damage the relationship. There must be something fishy about Xiao Yi's matter. Why don't you find out the truth before making a decision?"

The rough hands of the leader of the Jiyin Sect comforted the leader of the Wuji Sect.