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

Yun Yueqing was not afraid at all. He spread his hands, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of contempt.

"If you don't believe me, then go find it. That strange, foggy place called Dark Moon Lake. You're going there anyway. See if you can bring Xiao Yi back safely."

The head of the Wuji Sect was enraged by Yun Yueqing's contempt, and his reason was swallowed by anger.

Impulsively, he agreed: "Okay! I'll go to Dark Moon Lake right now. If anything happens to Xiao Yi, I swear to make the Jingyuan Sect pay the price!"

After he finished speaking, he flashed outside the meeting hall, his clothes fluttering like a lone boat in the raging sea, vowing to break through all obstacles.

In the night, his back looked particularly lonely and resolute, and the spiritual energy surrounding him became more and more intense, as if even the air was trembling.

Yun Yueqing looked at the receding figure of Sect Leader Wuji, with a complicated smile on her lips.

He whispered, "Master Wuji truly values ​​friendship and loyalty. He even devotes so much effort to a young disciple, not hesitating to risk his life. This kind of friendship is truly enviable."

A hint of self-mockery appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he murmured softly: "Compared to when I was his apprentice, he really cares about me much more."

She seemed to be saying that Master Wuji was biased, but in fact she was denying that it was impossible for Master Wuji to lose his composure and act so impulsively just because of a direct disciple.

People like Master Wuji, who are extremely cunning, are only driven by interests.

Upon hearing this, the head of the Jiyin Sect said, "In our eyes, Head of Wuji has always been calm and composed. His actions today were indeed unexpected."

"He really values ​​friendship and loyalty to us old brothers, so he might have misunderstood you. After all, you're sharp-tongued and have ruined his mood, so it's normal for him to treat you badly."

After saying that, he shook his head, and a trace of imperceptible worry flashed in his eyes.

Yun Yueqing's eyes moved with a hint of teasing and provocation.

"If you think he's loyal to you old brothers, why don't you go with him to Darkmoon Lake? That foggy place is full of dangers. One more person means more protection, right?"

Upon hearing this, the leader of the Jiyin Sect's expression changed slightly, and a hint of hesitation flashed across his eyes.

The strange fog that lingers all year round in Dark Moon Lake and the unknown dangers hidden therein emerged in my mind, and ripples of emotion began to form in my heart.

He looked up into the distance and saw that Sect Leader Wuji had transformed into a streak of light and disappeared into the darkness of the night, leaving behind only a resolute figure.

The head of the Jiyin Sect's expression darkened, and his tone was a little unhappy.

"I've already been injured in such a dangerous place. How can I let innocent people take risks again?"

"You knew full well that the mist of Darkmoon Lake was truly formidable, yet you still deliberately provoked me to go there. What was your intention?"

His words were like ice blades in the cold wind, bringing a biting chill.

Yun Yueqing was not in a hurry, with a playful smile on her lips, and slowly walked towards the leader of the Jiyin Sect.

The voice was low and clear: "In that case, you are not a person who values ​​friendship."

"Master Wuji is willing to take risks for his disciples, but you don't even have the courage to try. You only know how to talk about friendship here."

The leader of the Jiyin Sect had a dark face and his eyes were wide open, like an enraged lion.

"Master Yun, you are talking nonsense!"

The leader of the Jiyin Sect walked away with a flick of his sleeves. The sound of the wind brought by his sleeves seemed particularly harsh in the silent night, like an unwilling sigh.

Inside the meeting hall, the flickering candlelight illuminated the figures of Yun Yueqing and Xiao Yirao standing opposite each other.

Yunyue raised her eyebrows slightly, with a meaningful smile on her lips, and her eyes seemed to be able to see into people's hearts.

Xiao Yirao was dressed in a green shirt, gentle as jade, with a look of inquiry in his eyes.

The air between the two of them seemed to be frozen, with only the occasional crackling of candlelight breaking the silence.

Yunyue approached slowly, her fingers lightly running across the wooden pillar beside her, leaving a faint fragrance.

Yunyue walked slowly to the center of the meeting hall and slowly took out something from her sleeve.

In an instant, the entire meeting hall was shrouded in a soft and mysterious light.

It was a small and exquisite holy object, with a faint blue light flowing on its surface.

Like the brightest stars in the night sky, or the deep pearl light in the deep sea, it exudes an ancient and pure breath.

The sacred object is carved with intricate totems, and each stroke contains ancient power and wisdom, as if it can communicate between heaven and earth and awaken sleeping souls.

"Master Xiao, do you know what this is?"

Xiao Yirao's gaze was fixed on the holy object, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He said slowly, "This is the Blood Moon Pearl. Legend has it that it is a treasure left behind by the ancient Moon God. It has the ability to communicate yin and yang and see into the underworld."

"The totem carved on the pearl is an ancient offering to the moon. Every stroke carries the blessing and protection of the Moon Goddess. It can guide the lost in the darkness and protect the holder in times of danger."

Xiao Yirao frowned, his tone solemn, "Although this Blood Moon Pearl is a relic of the Moon God, it also connects to the legendary dark place - the Netherworld Blood Abyss."

"Once opened improperly, it will release the blood-sucking monsters lurking in the abyss. They feed on the blood of living beings and are extremely terrifying."

The two smiled at each other, and Xiao Yirao's eyes suddenly became sharp.

He whispered, "Is this the key to turning you into a zombie?"

"Where did you get the Blood Moon Spirit Pearl?"

Yun Yueqing gently stroked the blood moon pearl that emitted a soft blue light.

"Master Xiao, you probably wouldn't have guessed that this is exactly Xiao Yi's body."

Yunyue chuckled, and that smile looked particularly strange under the dim candlelight, as if it carried some kind of indescribable sense of victory.

"I didn't expect that killing him was the right thing to do."

He looked straight at Xiao Yirao with a smug smile on his lips. That smile echoed in the meeting hall, making people feel cold.

Yun Yueqing's gaze suddenly became deep, and the candlelight danced in her pupils, reflecting a dark ocean.

"Do you think I'm scary?"

Xiao Yirao's eyes were firm, and his tone was calm: "What's so scary about killing someone who deserves to die?"

Yun Yueqing's gaze pierced the night like a sharp sword, and her voice was low and firm: "What is a person who deserves to die?"

Xiao Yirao's eyes were gentle yet firm. "Anyone who bullies you, suppresses you, or tries to trample you underfoot deserves to die."

"Just like the Wuji Sect Leader, who appears to be benevolent and righteous, but in reality is driven by his own selfish desires and is willing to sacrifice others."

"For example, the leader of the Jiyin Sect keeps talking about friendship, but he doesn't dare to take risks for his brothers. He's so hypocritical! They all deserve to die!"

Yun Yueqing's gaze was as deep as a cold pond, and she slowly approached Xiao Yirao.

"Master Xiao, you are cultivating your state of mind, but it seems that your heart is not pure."

She reached out her hand and gently touched Xiao Yirao's chest, where a hot heart was beating.

Her fingertips seemed to be able to penetrate his clothes and touch the waves in his heart.

"Why is your heart beating so fast?"