The female lead thought she had a "proud and arrogant" character script.

Luo Qingcheng was ejected.

Just as she had entered without hesitation, she was smoothly bounced out.

She silently got up, not even having time to brush the dust off her clothes, and stared at the entrance without saying a word.

This startled the elders outside.

The Taixu Sect elder, fully recovered, sprang up from his seat, showing no signs of the frail old man he usually appeared to be. He pointed at Mo Wangqing's nose and started cursing, making it hard not to suspect that he had ulterior motives of venting his anger.

"Your disciple was rejected by the Immortal Path, which is clearly related to the mastermind behind the annihilation of the Sea Clan. Were you also influenced by demonic energy when you protected her before?!"

The old elder of the Taixu Sect kept talking, his white beard moving along with his lips. He was the kind of person who would make a scene even when he was wrong, and he wouldn't let it go even when he was in the right. Now he had to do his best to vent his anger.

No, he wasn't doing it for personal gain; he was doing it for the greater good of the cultivation world!

The elder of the Taixu Sect felt more and more that he was on the moral high ground, and he was just waiting for Mo Wangqing's response so that he could raise his arms and shout that he would capture Mo Wangqing as a warning to others.

however.

Don't forget to ignore him.

They didn't even give him a glance.

The elder of Taixu Sect was like a monkey performing a poorly made monkey show. He thought the audience would at least applaud and cheer, even if they didn't give him a reward, but his hard work resulted in a cold reception.

"Isn't anyone going to hug him? I feel like he's going to break."

"...Then you go?"

"Just kidding, you took it seriously?"

The Taixu Sect elder's previous behavior of not only refusing to descend the steps of Lingyu Chenpu but also turning his back on him and kicking the steps away is still fresh in everyone's mind.

Nobody wants to be the one who loses face.

But it is a fact that Luo Qingcheng was rejected by the immortal path.

No one forgot the purpose of this Immortal Sect Competition: to find out the disciples hidden among the various sects who had been corrupted by demonic energy. Even if they couldn't test everyone, they had to at least ensure that no one like Zhou Yu appeared among the core disciples of each sect.

Mo Wangqing was famous, but this disciple he had inexplicably taken in was appearing before the eyes of the cultivation world for the first time.

He is also a key figure involved in the affairs of the sea creatures.

Many elders doubted her.

“Um, Sword Master of Forgetfulness, there are indeed suspicious points about your disciple.”

This was a reminder from Weiweinuo.

"If you ask me, the girl should have just sprayed the test kit on that disciple."

This is simplistic, crude, and thoughtless.

"You think you're so generous? You think making a testing reagent doesn't require raw materials or spirit stones? Why don't you do it yourself?!"

This is a test kit made with burning oil and resentment.

But no matter what anyone says, Mo Wangqing ignores them.

After everyone had finished arguing and quieted down, Ling Yuchen said with a dark face, "What each of you senior uncles said makes sense, but I suggest you don't say anything for now."

He was of a lower generation, so he could only let these people argue, and only after the argument had subsided could he say a few words.

Turning to Mo Wangqing, he asked, "Sword Master Wangqing, if Luo Qingcheng is truly related to the demonic energy, you will be responsible for any losses incurred."

Mo Wangqing nodded, glancing around at the eyes of everyone staring at him. His icy, indifferent eyes silenced the clamoring elders.

He said calmly, "Okay."

He gently placed his hand on the Forgetful Sword and stroked it.

Those who were still dissatisfied dared not complain.

Then look towards the Dongyan painting scroll.

During their argument, Luo Qingcheng stubbornly went to the Immortal Path several more times.

Each time it bounced farther than the last.

She encouraged herself: "Nothing is impossible!"

Then she lunged at Xiandao, who was annoyed by her. This time, the rebound force was particularly strong, sending Luo Qingcheng flying.

It crashed heavily onto a corner of the lotus platform.

If Luo Qingcheng hadn't been so tough, he probably would have bled a lot.

However, he was also slightly injured. Luo Qingcheng, supporting his aching back, grimaced as he looked up, intending to "give up as long as he was willing to," when he saw a black sphere hidden under the lotus platform that seemed to absorb all light.

Luo Qingcheng: ? ? ?

WTF?

She thought she was seeing things and quickly reached out to touch it, but found nothing.

However, in that instant, the space shifted, and everything in front of Luo Qingcheng went black. In the dark space, a pitch-black passage suddenly appeared.

This passage was not like the fairy path, filled with birdsong and fragrant flowers. On the left stood a smiling young boy, and on the right stood a young girl with a face full of anger.

The two children were wrapped in red cloth bibs.

Luo Qingcheng looked over and saw the two children pointing their fingers to the middle of the passage.

It seems they mean to let her in.

"Can anyone tell what this suddenly appearing passage is related to?"

"I don't know. The statues on both sides of the passage are the boy and girl on either side of the statue with half a crying face and half a laughing face from before."

"Why are you talking nonsense?"

"In any case, Luoqing City has been abandoned by the immortal path. It is likely that this newly appeared passage will be detrimental to us. It is probably related to the person behind the scenes who wants to harm our cultivation world."

The elder of the Taixu Sect seemed to have a handle on Mo Wangqing and said impatiently, "If Luo Qingcheng really does something detrimental to our cultivation world under the watchful eyes of everyone, the record in this Dongyan Scroll will be the evidence. Mo Wangqing, you will not be able to escape punishment then!"

He stopped calling him "Master of the Forgetful Sword" and addressed him by his full name, Mo Wangqing, as if victory was assured.

However, Mo Wangqing still refused to give him a single glance.

He drew a section of the Forgetfulness Sword without a second thought.

Mo Wangqing coldly replied, "Noisy."

The air fell silent.

The Sword of Oblivion has not been drawn for a hundred years. Drawing this section is Mo Wangqing's final warning to them.

Mo Wangqing had the highest cultivation level among everyone present, and with the prestige of the Forget-Love Sword, who dared to say anything?

However, everyone present was a prominent figure in the cultivation world, and being threatened like this inevitably aroused their dissatisfaction.

Hmph, wait until your disciple's crimes are proven, then let's see how arrogant you can still be!

Everyone turned their attention back to the painting.

Luo Qingcheng received the hint from the boy and girl and stepped forward without fear.

The instant she moved, a plume of black mist burst forth from the passage, seemingly threatening to engulf everything.

The statues of the boy and girl were the first to be engulfed by the black mist, turning into dust in just a few breaths. The black mist rushed towards Luoqing City.

Luo Qingcheng was shocked, but the black mist was so fast that she was completely enveloped by it before she could react!

With a "whoosh!", while everyone outside the painting was still immersed in the fact that the person they regarded as a traitor had been sent away so quickly, Mo Wangqing suddenly stood up and drew out most of the Forget-Love Sword that was not yet sheathed.

Mo Nianqing immediately realized something was wrong and used her superior lightness technique to reach Mo Wangqing's side in an instant, placing one hand on the hilt of the Forgetfulness Sword!

"elder brother!"

She called out, drawing everyone's attention.

At a glance, one could see that the Forgetful Sword, as white as frost and snow, was half-drawn from its sheath.

A long, crimson ribbon, as red as blood, flowed within the sword, making it seem like a demonic sword.

!!!

Long live!

"Master of the Forgetful Sword, think twice!"

"calm!"

Luo Qingcheng was thus ambushed by an unknown black aura right under everyone's noses, naturally dispelling everyone's suspicions about her.

The Nightmare Realm created by the Nightmare Ancestor exists between the future and reality. If Luo Qingcheng is swallowed by the black energy, it would, to some extent, represent her innocence.

But no matter how unjustly she died, the Sword of Oblivion must not be drawn!