Fellow Daoist! That scoundrel has written a new book again.

After quietly leaving Chunhui Hall, Zhu Wuyao went to Mohen Bookstore.

To my surprise, the entrance had been expanded considerably. When I asked Mr. Li about it, he stroked his beard and smiled, saying:

"We have to expand. The two groups often come here to discuss storybooks and argue about who is the best storybook writer in the world, Mr. Silent and Mr. Right."

His tone sounded worried, but he couldn't suppress the smile on his face.

Expansion requires a need and money to buy land, especially after the ending of "Sword Immortal Master" came out, he specially printed twice as many volumes of his works to receive this immense wealth.

But it turns out he was just inexperienced.

It's still not enough!

He handed over the money pouch with a smile. Zhu Wuyao took it and weighed it in his hand. Wow, it was quite heavy.

Seeing Mr. Li hand over a new booklet, a new storybook? Zhu Wuyao opened it with some doubt, and the first sentence she saw was—

Not a fool: "If this thief doesn't open ten books, I'll really curse her so she won't find money on the street!"

Zhu Wuyao immediately closed the guestbook.

How vicious! What a heart-wrenching curse! To curse her so that she won't find money on the street...

"Mr. Speechless, what about the new storybook?"

"Easy to say."

Just by looking at the weight of this money bag, you can tell that Mr. Li is a decent person and proactively doubled the amount.

She took out two stacks of Xuan paper and said:

"This is a new story that is beyond words."

"The other one is a short story, and I would like to ask you to help me deliver it to Nanli City so that it can be published when I set off to attend the Immortal Cultivation Conference."

The only people who truly knew her true identity were Ji Yuezhang, Gu Lang, and Mr. Li.

Even Ye Xiaozhou, Senior Ji, Shen Anzhi, and Granny Chunhuitang only knew that Mr. Wuyu was an alias.

There's no need to worry about the four people behind them. If they really target Wuyu and Youdaoshi, they can dig out information from them, and then you won't be able to escape even if you want to.

The Gu family business also has its own methods to prevent this kind of business.

As for Ji Yuezhang, if someone could actually uncover her identity from her, let alone reveal two different identities, Zhu Wuyao would have to rush to give them a grand welcome and a plaque.

Upon seeing the two manuscripts, Manager Li was overjoyed and immediately picked up Mr. Wuyu's manuscript to read it.

Hmm? Mr. Li actually prefers Mr. Silent's style?

Surprisingly, someone who seems to have such high moral standards also enjoys reading light novels.

That's not true!

Li Fuwei read many profound principles in books, and even if he wrote more vernacular stories, could they compare to the classics?

The title immediately catches the eye: "The Invincible Path of a Reborn Outer Sect Servant".

...The title of the storybook remains as simple and unadorned as ever.

He instinctively guessed at the content of the story and felt that the protagonist must have persevered through a predicament that could have crushed him and emerged as an invincible force.

Like a phoenix rising from the ashes, soaring through the heavens.

After being tempered by pain and despair, the protagonist is reborn and no longer trapped in the past.

Manager Li nodded approvingly. Although it was a storybook, the theme was not biased and was very inspiring.

It's just... there doesn't seem to be anything new or interesting...

He turned the page, and the opening chapter featured a blood-soaked killing machine being besieged.

Flames swirled around her, and the faint, mournful cry of a phoenix could be seen in the shadows.

Could it be... that this is the protagonist?

But the title says he's an outer gate servant, doesn't it?

This girl named "Ming Chi" is like a demon descended to earth. What kind of servant could stir up such a raging fire that would burn the heavens and the earth?

Those surrounding them were filled with righteous indignation, repeatedly proclaiming that they were acting on behalf of Heaven.

As the sun set, the evening glow on the horizon intensified, draping Ming Chi's shoulders like a battle robe, making it impossible to distinguish whether it was flames or the sun's fall.

Ming Chi curled her lips into a smile, then threw her head back and laughed wildly, her long hair flying wildly, as if she were in a frenzy.

"What a fine example of acting on behalf of Heaven! What a fine example of sacrificing oneself for righteousness!"

"Having cultivated for three hundred years, I have quelled the Crimson Flame Sea, suppressed calamities of heaven and earth, and maintained a century of peace in the cultivation world. Wherever I am, demons and evil spirits retreat. Yet you dare to kill me!"

"I, Mingchi—have never wronged the people of the world!"

The phoenix phantom surrounding her soared into the sky, swept across the battlefield, and ignited an unprovoked fire, making her seem even more like a madwoman.

Li Fuwei felt a pang of sorrow for her. Although he did not know what the Crimson Flame Sea or the calamities of heaven and earth were, he could hear the girl's grief and indignation, as well as her clear conscience, in her self-defense.

If it wasn't a lie, why was she labeled as a demon and attacked by the people of the world?

Could it be that after this battle, Ming Chi successfully escaped but lost all his cultivation, and could only hide his identity and become a lowly outer sect servant?

Gradually embarking on that invincible path to clear his name?

One question after another popped into my mind, only to find that those so-called "righteous people" in the manuscript actually provided answers—

"Still dare to argue! You quelled the Crimson Flame Sea by offering mortal sacrifices to monopolize the Flame of Delusion. What talk of guarding against calamities? The true savior is your sister, Mingwan, who died saving your life!"

"What talk of saving her life? I think this person is just putting on an act. He's probably plotting to kill himself tomorrow night so he can have the Glazed Jade all to himself!"

Mingchi felt a pang of pain in his heart, but even more so, he felt anger—

She slowly raised her head, her sharp gaze fixed on the aloof figure standing at the very front, on the silent leader of the righteous path.

Only he knew about this matter and knew that the glass jade should have been on his sister!

"You wanted to kill me and steal the jade, and I had no complaints about being less skilled! How dare you... how dare you mention my sister!"

"Those who betray their faith should be killed!"

She was wrong. She shouldn't have spared Chu Sheng's life because of her sister's dying wish. As a result, Chu Sheng dragged her sister into this mess just to tarnish her own reputation!

The killing intent was so intense it seemed almost tangible. Ming Chi ignited an unwarranted fire, his eyes burning with bloodlust, yet he still smiled.

She wants to offer herself as a sacrifice to the flames of injustice!

As life slowly faded away, the flames of folly finally tasted the so-called "sacrifice." Didn't you say that these flames of folly devoured human lives?

Today, you should open your eyes wide and see just how powerful the flames of iniquity that have devoured human lives truly are!

She heard her former brother-in-law slowly raise his sword and say:

"Demon, surrender now!"

The flickering flames of the unknown blocked all incoming enemies, protected its food, and listened to the wishes of those who offered sacrifices.

"kill!"

Ming Chi's body gradually disintegrated, turning into ashes. In the final moment, she took out the piece of glass jade.

They used all their strength to destroy this jade that everyone in the world coveted.

With her last glance, she smiled with satisfaction.

She saw those greedy people who, knowing it was a slander, still came for the glass jade, screaming as they were engulfed by flames of injustice...

Seeing that Chu Sheng had lost her usual composure, yet still couldn't extinguish the small flame...

Seeing the gently swaying flame, all delusions were silently burned away.

Flames erupted everywhere, but Mingchi felt extremely cold.

She is dead.

"what?!"