Do you really think you can get me with just a banana?

The disciples listened to Li Xiuqi's endless chatter with their heads down, and did not notice Li Suyin in the distance.

Li Xiuqi was still enthusiastically telling his disciples about the origin and design concept of his winding corridor, but out of the corner of his eye he saw his daughter faint again not far away.

Thinking about how her eyes had been shining recently when she saw handsome boys, she must have been feeling amorous because of her age. Now her reaction was so big, probably because these disciples of Tianjian Sect were so good-looking, so she fainted because of the rush of blood.

Li Xiuqi shook his head secretly, feeling that his daughter was so useless. Although the disciples of the Tianjian Sect were indeed extraordinary in appearance, especially Yan Ruchen, who was young and promising with outstanding looks, there were also many good men in the Yuchen Palace. Why was Li Suyin usually indifferent, but particularly attentive to Xu Fengyu who had a broken leg?

Thinking of this, Li Xiuqi felt that keeping Xu Fengyu was not a good decision. What if he kidnapped his daughter?

Everyone walked to the main hall entrance with different thoughts in mind. They saw the main gate in front of them. Yan Ruchen and others were about to say goodbye, but Li Xiuqi grabbed their hands and said,

"You all come from distinguished families, and are all proud sons of our sects. It is truly an honor for our palace that you have condescended to visit us today. How about joining us in worshipping the universe and praying for its well-being?"

Yan Ruchen looked confused and had not yet reacted when he was pulled under the plaque. Suddenly, other disciples with pink scarves appeared around him and pushed the disciples of Tianjian Pavilion under the plaque.

After everyone stood in a row, the disciples with pink scarves scattered and left, leaving only the disciples of Tianjian Pavilion and Li Xiuqi, who was holding Yan Ruchen's hand with a flushed face. The two disciples with pink scarves who were standing at the door to guard the door were the ones who took the paper scroll and the quiet brush and ink. In a moment, they took off their clothes and came out. It was obvious that they did this often.

Before long, a painting titled "Immortal Fate and Enlightenment" appeared on the paper. It depicted a row of handsome young men, hand in hand, against a backdrop of the word "Universe." A golden vision loomed in the horizon. Li Xiuqi appeared even more handsome and youthful in the painting, his eyes gleaming with a gleaming light. Yan Ruchen and the others, on the other hand, appeared more mature than in person, likely in their thirties.

Yan Ruchen was confused, but Li Xiuqi was very quick. With a wave of his hand, the portrait floated to the top of the main hall. Everyone looked up and saw that there were no less than thirty or forty portraits on the roof, all of which were portraits of Li Xiuqi and various people.

The only thing in common is the same background and the same handsome Li Xiuqi.

Yan Ruchen and others: "..."

In the water dungeon on the other side, Guan Shanyu was "educated" again by the two bearded disciples. He could still howl a few times when he was beaten before, but now his voice was hoarse and his tears had dried up. Apart from continuing to faint, he could no longer give any other reaction.

The two bearded disciples felt very unfulfilled.

It was impossible to get any answers from him. The man was half dead and dazed, and the cane hitting him felt like hitting cotton.

Seeing Guan Shanyu's eyes rolled back and he passed out again, the two bearded men had no choice but to drag him back to the cell and keep him locked up until tomorrow to continue the official business.

But today was a little different. They had just thrown Guan Shanyu into the prison, and the door had not been locked yet when they heard hurried footsteps outside the door. A disciple of the Tianjian Pavilion wearing a school uniform with a white crane pattern hurried in and said that he wanted to take Guan Shanyu to the main hall.

Upon hearing this, the bearded man asked excitedly, "How is it? Did you find out anything?"

After all, although these two bearded men are not good-looking, they have entered the sect through their own abilities. They have been watching the suspect in the water dungeon for the past few days. Not to mention that the water dungeon is dark, damp and easily gets damp, other disciples are clearing out monsters outside the sect, and they are the only ones guarding the suspect here. Isn't it more interesting to eliminate monsters than to stay in the water dungeon?

The disciple who sent the message shook his head and replied, "There has been no substantial progress yet. However, a master has arrived to assist us in the investigation."

The two bearded men felt something was wrong and asked hurriedly, "Help us investigate the case? Didn't you say this couldn't be spread? Why did you ask outsiders for help? Who are they?"

It's best to find out more about this kind of thing. After all, Qionghuading is responsible for the trial of Guan Shanyu, but the man has been arrested for almost four days and not a single word has been revealed. If the newcomer has a strong background, once accountability is sought, these small characters like them may not be able to escape responsibility.

Therefore, it became a top priority to find out the details of the visitor and prepare a statement.

The disciple who brought the news knew the two bearded men on a daily basis. When he saw them asking questions, he felt at ease, thinking that they were all family and there was nothing to hide, so he started chatting with them.

He glanced around, confirming there was no one else here besides Guan Shanyu, lying half-dead on the floor in the cell. Then he whispered, "To cut a long story short, this morning we invited the senior disciple from the Purple Sky Spirit Realm, who's said to specialize in defeating demons and breaking down sorcery. He's been wandering between the mourning hall and the library for quite some time, conferring behind closed doors with the elders. He just instructed me to bring this suspect over."

After hearing this, the bearded brothers looked puzzled and asked a series of questions, "Doesn't our sect's Ziwei Society also practice the art of communicating with spirits and defeating demons? Why go so far away? Who is this senior disciple, and what is his relationship with our sect?"

The disciple who reported the situation patiently explained, "It's true that the practice is good, but, hey, don't tell anyone else. I'll tell you this. Elder Qiushui and his companions went to the Sutra Repository and the mourning hall several times to perform rituals and communicate with the spirit, but it was of no use. I heard from other disciples that Elder Si's soul was shattered by heavenly thunder, and not a trace of it can be found."

The two bearded disciples gasped and said, "Is it that serious? That demon is truly despicable! Pah!"

A mouthful of spit landed right at Guan Shanyu's feet, but Guan Shanyu didn't move. The bearded disciple continued to ask, "Our souls are shattered, and we can't do it. Then what about the Purple Sky Spirit Realm? Didn't they rank behind us in last year's Immortal Sect Evaluation?"

The disciple who delivered the message shook his head and analyzed, "That's wrong. The Immortal Sect selection evaluates the overall strength of the hundred sects. We are ranked ahead of them because of the outstanding strength of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion. However, when it comes to defeating demons and cultivating spirits, the cultivation level of the Purple Sky Spirit Realm is indeed higher than our Ziwei Society."

Ziwei Society specializes in spiritual feng shui, and indeed has not delved deeply into the evil magic of the demonic race. In this light, it does make sense to ask for external assistance.

However, the two bearded disciples were still puzzled and asked, "But who is this expert you invited? Is he tight-lipped? Didn't I hear that we can't let the news of Elder Si's death spread?"

The disciple who reported the event said, "That's true, but the person we invited is different. She is Fairy Hongyin, the childhood sweetheart of our director's beloved daughter. She's Song Ziye, do you know her?"

The two bearded men shook their heads repeatedly. The messenger disciple clapped his hands and remembered, saying, "Well, you two came only last year, so it's normal. This Song Ziye is the nephew of Master Yuan of Zixiao Spirit Realm. His parents died on the way to exorcise monsters in his early years. Later, Master Yuan took him to Zixiao to be raised. Fairy Hongyin studied in Zixiao for three years when she was young. She and Song Ziye were childhood sweethearts and had a deep friendship. Last time when we hurriedly evacuated from Wuzijian, rumors spread everywhere. Song Ziye privately asked Fairy Hongyin, who was heartbroken and told the truth. Song Ziye is on good terms with the Elders' Council. When they learned that you had volunteered to help, the Elders' Council wrote to Zixiao asking for help. Oh, why did I say so much? You must not tell anyone!"

The two bearded men nodded repeatedly, but after hearing the reason, they still felt strange. They thought that since there was so much gossip, they might as well ask a few more questions, so they said: "But your Yan Ruchen and Fairy Hongyin are said to have a close relationship. Fairy Hongyin even strongly recommended him to be the assistant to investigate the elders' case. Now you have asked Song Ziye again. Isn't it embarrassing for Yan Ruchen?"

The messenger disciple quickly made a silent gesture, signaling them to speak in low voices. He sighed, feeling they were being superficial, and continued, "This Song Ziye wasn't called by Fairy Hongyin, but by the Council of Elders. Think about it, Guan Shanyu and Yan Ruchen are from the same hometown, so there might be a suspicion of favoritism. The sect is currently facing a period of turmoil, and capable individuals are few and far between. Song Ziye is friendly with us, and is proficient in the art of defeating demons. Isn't he the perfect choice?"

After this explanation, the two bearded men suddenly understood and secretly felt lucky that they were not being blamed for not prying open Guan Shanyu's mouth to dig out any clues as punishment.

After gossiping for a while, the three of them didn't dare to delay any longer and hurriedly unlocked the door and took Guan Shanyu to the Elders' House.

Although Guan Shanyu seemed unconscious while lying on the ground, he had actually woken up when the disciple who brought the message came in. He had been eavesdropping all the way and thought that they were going to take him out and execute him, but he didn't expect that it was actually Song Ziye who was coming.

His idol, Song Ziye, actually wants to meet him in such an occasion?