Senior brothers, please stop abusing me. I'm going to change my ways to be merciless.

Facing the condemning eyes of the elders.

Master Yunmeng sighed, held Song Xixi horizontally in his arms, and made an important decision.

"It is the fault of the father if the son is not well educated. I am willing to bear the consequences for her."

Xiaoyao Sanren and several elders looked at each other.

Fan Li stood aside silently. She wanted to see how Master Yunmeng would atone for the sins of a fake daughter.

Then I heard Master Yunmeng say, "This is my only living relative. She is still young and immature. She went astray simply because she didn't want to disappoint me. It was my failure to keep a close watch on her that led her to such a disaster."

Xiaoyao Sanren snorted coldly, thinking it was just a polite remark.

Master Yunmeng paused, as if taking a breath, before slowly saying, "I am willing to resign my position as Sect Leader."

As soon as the words fell, the elders' expressions changed.

Fan Li raised his eyelids.

He was truly willing to risk his life, even if it meant giving up being the clan leader to save his daughter's life. This showed how important Song Xixi was to him.

Fan Li suddenly became very curious. What expression would Master Yunmeng have if he knew that Song Xixi was fake?

"Are you all satisfied with this?" Master Yunmeng said in a deep voice.

The elders were silent.

True Man Yunmeng is the second most powerful person in the world of cultivation, and was also the sect leader appointed by the ancestor.

To be honest, even if Master Yunmeng refused to kill Song Xixi, they couldn't do anything to him.

"Master, please think twice." Elder Xiaoyao threw his whisk aside and advised.

Master Yunmeng: "I have made up my mind. No need to persuade me anymore. From now on, Xiaoyao, you are the leader of the Tianji Sect."

Xiaoyao Sanren coughed lightly and said, "This is too hasty."

The other elders looked at each other in silence.

"No rash decisions, just like that."

After saying this, Master Yunmeng glanced at the elders and said, "Elders, this is what I have to tell you."

This condescending tone is really annoying.

The elders all looked at Xiaoyao Sanren at the same time.

They didn't expect that Master Yunmeng cared so much about this disaster. Now that the other party was no longer the leader of the Tianji Sect, they could not use the leader's title to force him to execute Song Xixi.

If they push too hard, Master Yunmeng will take Song Xixi away from Tianji Sect directly, which would be even worse!

The Tianji Sect cannot be without Master Yunmeng in charge.

Xiaoyao Sanren had the same idea.

At this point, Master Yunmeng has done this, and they can no longer say anything.

The disciples outside also fell into a strange silence.

The disciples who were harmed by Song Xixi were filled with resentment and wanted to tear her into pieces.

But they just can't do it. Who can blame the other party for being born into a good family and having a powerful backer behind him?

When Master Yunmeng was about to take Song Xixi back to his residence, Fan Li suddenly spoke.

"Elders, I have something to say."

When Master Yunmeng saw her walking straight towards him, he frowned and asked, "What else do you want?"

The tone was so harsh that those who didn't know would think that Fan Li was the bad guy.

Xiaoyao Sect Master couldn't help but speak up for Fan Li: "Yunmeng, what's your attitude?"

Master Yunmeng looked at him unhappily again.

This old guy is acting like a clan leader in front of him so quickly!

Fan Li didn't care about the other party's attitude. She took out the harmful metal ball in front of everyone.

"You all seem to have forgotten this."

The metal ball lay quietly in Fan Li's palm.

Yeah! They almost forgot about that!

Elder Xiong looked at the metal ball, no bigger than his thumb, in amazement and said in disbelief, "Is this the little thing that stole the disciples' talents?"

Fan Li nodded: "That's exactly it."

Fan Li stood in the middle, and the elders came over and surrounded her.

The elders stretched their necks and looked at this seemingly ordinary little gadget. They never imagined that it was the one that had brought disaster to so many people!

"There is no spiritual power fluctuation on it, and it is impossible to tell what type of magic weapon it is." An elder who was good at refining weapons said, touching his chin.

Xiaoyao Sanren's eyes were icy. "No matter what kind of magical weapon it is, it harms both others and oneself, and is no different from an evil demon. It must be completely destroyed!"

The elders nodded in agreement. Thinking that this thing had harmed their disciples, they wished they could crush it!

Master Yunmeng still looked mysterious.

Fan Li raised his calm eyes and said calmly, "Elder Yunmeng, please destroy it yourself."

Master Yunmeng looked arrogant and sneered, "How difficult is it to destroy it?" It's just a matter of moving your fingers!

Immediately afterwards, a spiritual force lifted the metal ball up and hung it above everyone's heads.

The powerful oppressive feeling of the late stage of the Spirit Transformation came roaring over, and everyone below turned pale as paper, with cold sweat on their foreheads.

Fan Li, protected by Xiaoyao Sanren, didn't feel any pressure at all. She raised her head and stared at the object above.

A thousand pounds of gravity squeezed the small metal ball.

Master Yunmeng's expression changed slightly, and he had already noticed something was wrong.

After a while, the metal ball fell to the ground with a clang and rolled to a stop at his feet.

Unexpectedly, the metal ball was still intact, with a smooth surface and a cold glow.

Surprise flashed across Master Yunmeng's eyes, and his brows knitted tightly together: "How is that possible?"

Xiaoyao Sanren immediately said, "Can you do it? I'll do it!"

Xiaoyao Sanren snatched the little gadget and fiddled with it.

As expected, the metal ball remained motionless.

The elders took turns to come forward, each one looking uglier than the last.

There wasn't even a crack on the metal ball, it was as hard as before.

The elders were extremely shocked by this result.

Can't this harmful little creature be destroyed?

At this time, Fan Li timely proposed a possibility: "Perhaps, only by killing the owner of the magic weapon will it destroy itself."

Master Yunmeng immediately glared at her.

Fan Li had an honest look on his face and turned to look at the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect.

Xiaoyao Sect Master took a step forward, protecting her behind him, and agreed: "Perhaps this is the only way."

Damn, the topic has come back around again.

Master Yunmeng's expression was extremely grim. He immediately protected Song Xixi in his arms and said coldly, "Who dares to touch her?"

Everyone: "..."

The scene was at a stalemate for a while.

Xiaoyao Sect Master said, "Elder Yunmeng, please hand her over to us."

Master Yunmeng didn't give any face at all and just took his men away.

Elder Xiong was outspoken and his face turned purple with anger: "He's too arrogant! He doesn't care about the overall situation at all!"

Xiaoyao Sect Master shook his head: "He is just like that."

Fan Li's eyes turned and his gaze fell on the metal ball in the hand of the Xiaoyao Sect Master, and he couldn't help but feel puzzled.

Everyone here had touched that thing just now, but she was the only one who knew the truth about the world.

Not only that, she also saw how Song Xixi replaced the real Song Xixi.

Why was she the only one who saw it?

Was it because she had been reborn once? Or was this little thing somehow related to her? Fan Li had no idea.

Just as Fan Li was lost in thought, the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect came over.

"Girl, Yunmeng is determined to protect that evildoer. I'm afraid we can't touch her."

The elders also looked at Fan Li, and unknowingly regarded her as the backbone.

Fan Li smiled and said, "I have a way."

Xiaoyao Sect Master's eyes lit up: "You really have an idea, tell me about it!"

Fan Li said, "I'll need Elder Wen's help."

Elder Wen is the senior who manages Gongshan Pavilion.

"This..." The leader of Xiaoyao Sect looked embarrassed.

Fan Li: "Is Elder Wen in seclusion?"

Elder Xiong shook his head: "If he was in seclusion, it would be fine. Elder Wen left the sect two years ago and his whereabouts are still unknown."

Fan Li exclaimed, "Oh, so, are there any other elders in the sect who can summon spirits?"

"Soul-summoning technique?" Xiaoyao Sect Master pointed at himself and said, "I know it! It's not a very difficult technique."

Fan Li's face lit up with joy: "That's great!"

"But, girl, whose soul are you going to summon?"

Fan Li smiled mysteriously.

She wants to summon Song Xixi's soul.