After the engagement was called off, the senior sister of the sect took the initiative to consummate

Luo Hongyan's face darkened. She raised her voice and shouted to those around her, "Where is the elder in charge of the monthly salary?"

"I'm here, I'm right here!"

An elderly man with white hair stepped forward in response. He walked up to Luo Hongyan and bowed respectfully.

Luo Hongyan asked, "Check how much sect resources Qin Yichen has consumed since joining the sect?"

The elder looked troubled, "This..."

"how?"

Luo Hongyan frowned deeply. "Could it be that the amount is so huge that it cannot be calculated in a short time?"

The elder looked troubled and stammered, "That's not the reason, it's...it's..."

"Stop stammering!" Luo Hongyan's beautiful eyes widened as she scolded, "Just say what you have to say!"

The elder replied tremblingly, "Sect Master, Qin Yichen has never come to me to collect any resources since he joined the sect!"

Upon hearing this, Luo Hongyan's expression grew even more gloomy, a flash of anger appearing in her eyes. "How is this possible?"

She stared intently at the white-haired elder, as if trying to see right through him, and said, "You corrupt and treacherous scoundrel! Today I will punish you for dereliction of duty!"

After saying that, she waved her hand forcefully, and the elders beside her immediately stepped forward and firmly restrained the elder.

The elder was terrified and hurriedly protested, "Sect Master, I'm innocent! It was you who issued the order to prohibit the payment of monthly stipends to Qin Yichen. I dared not disobey!"

Upon hearing the elder's words, Luo Hongyan's heart was filled with even greater turmoil.

After the elder reminded her, she remembered.

When Qin Yichen joined the sect at the age of five, she personally ordered that no monthly salary or cultivation resources be given to him.

The reason was simple: she had found Qin Yichen in a slum, and she worried that if Qin Yichen rose to prominence overnight, he would develop an arrogant and extravagant personality.

Now that Qin Yichen has shown amazing talent, she realizes how foolish her decision back then was.

Luo Hongyan took a deep breath, trying to calm the turmoil in her heart. She looked at the elder who was being restrained, and her tone softened: "Let's put this matter aside for now. Later, when Qin Yichen took over the position of Holy Son, I gave him a Holy Son Token. Did he use it?"

The elder looked at Qin Yichen, then at Leng Qingge, momentarily at a loss for words, "This..."

"Say!"

Luo Hongyan glared angrily at the elder, her eyes flashing with a cold light that seemed to freeze people.

"Master, I know about this!"

Leng Qingge stepped forward, "The Holy Son's Token wasn't in Fifth Junior Brother's hands, it was... I got it and gave it to Junior Brother!"

In the end, she herself found it somewhat difficult to talk about it.

The atmosphere suddenly froze. As soon as Leng Qingge finished speaking, everyone's eyes turned to her. Even Qin Yichen was slightly taken aback and looked up at her.

Leng Qingge's face flushed slightly, her hands clenched tightly, her knuckles turning white, as if she were being judged.

Luo Hongyan's chest heaved, too angry to utter a single word, "You...you..."

The elder said quietly, "If you really calculate it, the Jade Purity Sect still owes Qin Yichen."

Luo Hongyan frowned slightly. "What do you mean by that?"

The elder shook his head repeatedly, "Sect Master, please don't misunderstand. Over the years, Qin Yichen has brought back many good things from outside and handed them over to the sect. I have records of them all..."

As Luo Hongyan listened to the series of numbers recited by the elder, she secretly marveled at the immense value of these resources.

"These things should be enough to pay off the debt, right?" Qin Yichen's voice was calm and firm.

Luo Hongyan's face was ashen, and she squeezed out two words through gritted teeth, "Not enough!"

Qin Yichen smiled faintly, his gaze fixed on Luo Hongyan, his eyes seemingly able to see into people's hearts: "Since the sect leader feels it's not enough, please tell me what I still owe the Jade Purity Sect?"

Luo Hongyan raised her eyebrows and said in a delicate voice, "The debt of raising you is greater than the debt of giving you life. The Jade Purity Sect raised you with great difficulty. Do you intend to repay this debt or not?"

Qin Yichen gritted his teeth, "I'll pay you back!"

Having said that, he gathered his energy in his palm and struck the stone pillar beside him. With a loud "bang," the stone pillar snapped in two.

"I'll pay for one of my hands myself, is that enough?"

Qin Yichen looked at Luo Hongyan, a hint of weariness in his eyes.

Luo Hongyan felt a pang of pain in her heart; she hadn't expected Qin Yichen to repay his kindness in this way.

She turned her head away, not letting Qin Yichen see the tears in her eyes, "Go, from now on, our master-disciple relationship is severed!"

The elders beside her were secretly rubbing their hands together, their eyes fixed on Qin Yichen's reaction.

"do not want!"

Leng Qingge shouted hoarsely, lunging forward to try and stop Qin Yichen's resolute action, her hands gripping his wrists tightly.

Tears finally welled up and streamed down her face like pearls falling from a broken string. "Fifth Brother, don't go! Don't you want me anymore? I promise I'll never upset you again, please don't..."

Qin Yichen paused, a barely perceptible softening flashed across his resolute face, only to be quickly replaced by a resolute expression.

He took a deep breath, his gaze complex as he looked at the tearful woman before him. His heart felt as if it had been pierced by a thousand arrows, yet he hardened his heart and said, "Leng Qingge, our fate has run its course. Let us not entangle ourselves any longer."

After saying that, he slowly withdrew his wrist.

"No, that's not the case!"

Leng Qingge gripped Qin Yichen's sleeves tightly with both hands, tears streaming down her delicate face like broken pearls, dripping onto the ground and splashing up tiny droplets of water.

Her eyes were filled with despair and resentment, her lips trembling as if each word had exhausted all her strength: "Fifth Junior Brother, have all the vows we made to each other vanished with the wind? I, Leng Qingge, will marry no one but you in this life, how could you be so heartless as to abandon me!"

Before she finished speaking, her body swayed as if she was about to fall, but she still stood up stubbornly, her eyes fixed on Qin Yichen.

Qin Yichen gently pried open her tightly clenched hand. "You said it yourself, that was in the past. Even the warmest heart can grow cold. When you meet the right person in the future, don't treat others the way you treated me."

Leng Qingge took a step forward abruptly, reaching out her hands again, trying to grasp the warmth that was about to slip away.

Her nails dug deep into her palms, yet she felt no pain. She cried out hoarsely, "No! I remember every word you said. How can they all vanish overnight?"

Tears streamed down her face like a waterfall, blurring her vision, but they could not obscure the unwavering determination in her heart.

Seeing that Qin Yichen remained unmoved, Leng Qingge knelt down directly in front of him. Her knees made a soft "thud" as they hit the cold, hard stone slab, raising a cloud of dust.

She grabbed Qin Yichen's clothes without regard for her image, tears dripping onto the fabric and spreading dark stains.

The wind around them seemed to stand still, leaving only her choked voice echoing, "Fifth Junior Brother, tell me, what must I do for you to turn around and look at me, even just once..."

"If you don't like me getting close to my junior brother, I promise I'll stay far away from him from now on, and I'll never care about anything he does again. I'll put you first in everything!"

Her voice was filled with endless pleading and despair, like the last fallen leaf in autumn, drifting down alone, waiting for an unknown destination.

Ye Fan, who had just arrived after hearing the news, overheard her heartfelt confession. He staggered, his face turning deathly pale. "Senior Sister, you..."

He gazed at the frail figure ahead with complicated emotions, his lips trembling slightly as if he wanted to say something, but the sob in his throat forced him to swallow it back.