Chapter 103: Partial Memory, When I Came
Doing bad things.
Since Ning Ruoque had said so, she was definitely going to stand up for Yin Buran.
Qin Jiangli showed no expression. She took out a pot of tea from somewhere and poured a cup for Yin Buran.
The black tea soup steamed, carrying a hint of a sour and bitter taste.
After pouring this cup of tea, she began to exchange pleasantries with the cultivator beside her.
Taking this opportunity, Yin Buran slowly picked up her own teacup and swapped it with Ning Ruoque’s.
Qin Jiangli’s expression did not change, as if she knew about Yin Buran’s little trick. She spoke without even turning her head, “Junior Sister, medicinal tea replenishes qi and blood, which is good for your body.”
Yin Buran said in a muffled voice, “It’s bitter.”
She didn’t drink it, her eyelids lowered.
She looked quiet and well-behaved, but in reality, her hand, hidden under the table, was skillfully touching Ning Ruoque, and she began to play with her fingers.
Before long, the surroundings gradually quieted down, and it was clear that everyone had mostly arrived.
The bell outside the door had rung three times, and under the illumination of the spiritual light, the jade steps and glazed tiles shone brightly.
A thin mist drifted into the main hall, making it feel even more like sitting on a cloud, not in the human world.
As the current Deputy Alliance Master of the Immortal Alliance, Jiang Ai walked forward and began to read out the formal words in a rigid manner.
Yin Buran, who was below the stage, yawned, squeezed her hand into Ning Ruoque’s, and intertwined their fingers.
“The main purpose of inviting everyone here this time is for two matters.”
“First, there have been several incidents of using demon cores to do evil recently.”
This matter had started with the Fei Zhi of Brightlight Pavilion and had caused a great uproar, so much so that the entire cultivation world had launched a cleanup.
Ning Ruoque was listening absent-mindedly, only feeling as if she were holding a piece of delicate jade, or a lively fish.
The pad of her finger, hidden under the wide robes and large sleeves, stroked her palm, one after another, making her feel restless.
Her peripheral vision slanted, and she deliberately avoided Yin Buran.
She saw Chu Xuan nibbling on a fruit in a carefree manner, while Si Mingyue, on the contrary, was sitting up straight, looking very serious.
Jiang Ai’s judgment was transmitted throughout the main hall, “Because there are many participants, and the implications are wide, so—”
Before her voice could fall, a clear and melodious voice suddenly interjected.
“Wait a moment, I have one more matter.”
Ning Ruoque followed the sound and saw a woman in blue suddenly stand up from below the stage.
She had no impression of this person and thought that she must be some rising star.
The woman raised the scroll in her hand and said in a loud voice, “I want to accuse the Sect Master of the Taiyi Sect of allowing his disciples to associate with demons!”
After she finished speaking, it was like a clap of thunder on a clear day, creating countless waves in the main hall.
There were rustling discussions everywhere, and even Chu Xuan leaned forward, scattering half a bag of melon seeds, and cracked them with great enthusiasm.
Ning Ruoque also grabbed a handful, trying to peel the melon seeds with one hand.
Her fingers nimbly pinched and ground, and the plump melon seeds came out of their shells.
While peeling, she asked, “Is this someone you arranged?”
Chu Xuan shook her head. “How could that be? I only showed the account books and letters I found on the ancient battlefield to a few people.”
She wouldn’t be so foolish as to directly confront the number one sect, so she only mentioned it to Jiang Ai and a few others, asking them to investigate secretly.
And that extremely vengeful nine-tailed fox was still stuffed in her demon-subduing bottle.
Jiang Ai’s brow furrowed, and with a flick of her sleeve, the ancient bell outside the hall rang again.
A gentle breeze blew past, and the noisy main hall finally quieted down.
Several pairs of eyes were fixed on the woman in blue.
Especially the thin Daoist on the first seat below the stage, the powerful pressure was almost about to crush the surrounding floor.
Jiang Ai still said calmly, “Do you have any evidence?”
“Of course.”
After speaking, the woman in blue quickly stepped forward, as if she wanted to show the scroll in her hand to everyone.
With a loud “bang,” the desk cracked. The Daoist’s eyes were wide with anger, and it was clear that he was extremely angry.
And Ning Ruoque had just finished peeling the last melon seed, and had a full handful.
She first picked up one and tasted it herself.
The rest were placed on a handkerchief and all pushed in front of Yin Buran.
The Daoist flicked his sleeve and walked out, directly blocking the woman’s path. “It has been three hundred years since I took over the sect master’s seal. I have always been upright. The Taiyi Sect has even more countless disciples who have died in battle on the ancient battlefield.”
“I don’t know where I have offended you… to the point that you would not hesitate to frame me!”
It was clear that the woman did not intend to back down, and a mocking smile even appeared on the corners of her mouth. “You know best whether you did it or not!”
Seeing that the situation was tense and was about to take a sharp turn, no one stood up to stop it.
Even the Sword Pavilion and the Forging Fire Sect did not show any expression at this time. Chu Xuan was even more nonchalant and began to drink tea.
Jiang Ai frowned again, and the moment the Daoist swung his horsetail whisk, her hand also rested on the hilt of her sword.
She was planning to intervene.
Yin Buran picked up a melon seed and chewed it slowly.
And at this moment, she suddenly turned her head and happened to see Si Mingyue drawing a talisman with her fingertip dipped in water.
A spiritual light flashed, and the woman in blue fell forward uncontrollably, and the scroll in her hand also slipped.
Although this move was secret, there were many experts present. With a slight mistake, Si Mingyue would be caught.
She was clearly not good at doing bad things. The silver ornaments on her wrist swayed slightly, and she almost leaked her aura.
Chu Xuan did not know what Si Mingyue was trying to do, or what her intention was.
But she was very good at “doing bad things,” so she immediately chose to follow!
While most people’s attention was on the woman, Chu Xuan decisively threw out an iron ball.
The iron ball rolled a circle silently, and then exploded with a roar!
In just a moment, a strange thick fog had drowned everyone.
The air was filled with a spicy fragrance, which made one’s eyes water, and one’s vision also began to blur.
Yin Buran covered her face and coughed a few times. Before she could react, she was held by Ning Ruoque and protected in her arms.
This part was not in their plan, and it was simply inexplicable.
Therefore, Ning Ruoque was also bewildered. “This is?”
Seeing that someone had already begun to disperse the thick fog, Chu Xuan turned her head to look for Si Mingyue.
She transmitted a message with a secret language, “Mingyue, what are you doing?”
Si Mingyue was so scared that she trembled and almost tore the scroll in her hand.
Ning Ruoque was stunned for a moment.
She couldn’t have imagined that Si Mingyue had actually stolen someone else’s “important evidence”!
She couldn’t figure out the development of the situation at all, so she subconsciously went to look at Yin Buran.
But she found that this person had buried her face in her chest, and her eyes were red from the choking.
She awkwardly covered Yin Buran’s eyes with her hand.
Chu Xuan on the other end was still shouting, “This fog won’t last long. You’re still in a daze!”
“Oh, oh!” Si Mingyue quickly stuffed the scroll into her pocket.
As her voice fell, Chu Xuan threw out a few more hidden weapons, and a series of cries of pain came from the thick fog, accompanied by angry curses.
“Damn it! Who kicked me?”
“Enemy attack! It’s an enemy attack!”
“Be on alert!”
Immediately after, there was a questioning with suspicion and doubt, “Old Daoist Zhou, are you trying to kill me to silence me?!”
“What do you mean by that?”
The Daoist clearly wanted to explain, but his spiritual energy suddenly shook, and the horsetail whisk wrapped around the long spear, and the sound of weapons clashing was crisp and loud.
Chu Xuan threw the mechanism in her hand up and grinned.
“Well done! That’s right, that’s right. Just hit him in the face. I’ve been unhappy with him for a long time!”
While she was enjoying herself, she flicked a fruit pit, and it was unknown which unlucky person’s brow it had hit.
She only heard the sound of chairs falling and dishes breaking, a very lively clatter.
Before she could finish enjoying this, she suddenly covered her back waist. “Ow!”
Yin Buran unceremoniously poked her in the waist with the scabbard of her short sword. A certain person was like a mechanism whose gears had been poked, and she couldn’t move.
Suddenly, a long wind came, and the fog dispersed with the wind.
Everyone in the main hall could see clearly.
The overturned fruit platter, the people who were either up or sitting, and the two people in the center who were in a fierce fight.
One black and one blue were entangled together. Both of them had high cultivation, and they couldn’t hold back much when they fought.
The floor and pillars were covered with marks cut by spiritual energy, so much so that the flying bricks and tiles almost hit Yin Buran. It was a good thing that Qin Jiangli’s fan had blocked it.
Si Mingyue was shouting in a small voice on the side, “It’s over, it’s over! This is not right!”
She was so anxious that she was jumping up and down. She wanted to stop them, but she was afraid that she would accidentally expose herself.
After all, she had just done a “bad thing” and did not dare to show herself in front of others.
Seeing that the Daoist’s horsetail whisk had grown several feet long, and the strong wind it created was almost about to overturn everything in the main hall.
Qin Jiangli clicked her tongue, and her folding fan was already half-open. A black shadow rushed out faster than her.
“Hum—” The sharp hum of the sword almost tore through the dome.
The two spiritual energies that should have collided were as if they had been suppressed by something, and only a gentle breeze was dispersed.
The wind brushed past her neck, carrying a rusty smell.
Someone couldn’t help but shiver, and their eyes were fixed on that person and that sword.
The sword was still the familiar sword. The edge of the sword had twisted off the tail of the horsetail whisk, and it was emitting a cold light.
The person was not the familiar person. Compared to a hundred years ago, her features were even more youthful.
But the hand that was holding the long spear looked extremely steady, so at ease that it was shocking.
Ning Ruoque said faintly, “That’s enough.”
Her voice was very light.
But everyone could hear it.
