As soon as Murong Bing finished speaking, the main hall once again fell silent, and gloating gazes lingered on Ye Zheng and Ye Fan, the grandfather and grandson.
No one who could sit in a high-ranking position in Qingyun Holy Land was a fool.
What Chen Ji said made perfect sense: if Xia Changqing was crippled, the Ancient Sage Eyes and Immortal Demon Dao Bone would definitely be transplanted onto Ye Fan.
The essence of the Cultivation world was a struggle for benefits; whoever gained the most immediate benefits was the biggest suspect.
"To prove my innocence, I ask the Sect Master to display her great Divine Ability and reveal the Masked Man's true identity."
Ye Fan subtly gave Ye Zheng a reassuring look, cupped his hands, and spoke neither humbly nor arrogantly, displaying the Aura of a gentleman facing a collapsing mountain without changing his expression.
Little did he know, Murong Bing had already seen through him and was contemplating how to diminish Ye Fan's Heavenly Dao Luck and ruthlessly kill him to avenge Xia Changqing.
"Time Reversal!"
Murong Bing gently pointed at the Haotian Mirror, and a 3D projection of the mysterious man wearing a bronze mask appeared on the Emperor Weapon.
"Reveal!"
Following Murong Bing's command, the mask on the mysterious man's face gradually blurred, as if a hand was gently lifting the mask, about to reveal his true face.
Ye Zheng was sweating profusely, gritting his teeth, holding his breath, and staring intently at the Haotian Mirror.
Ye Fan appeared calm on the surface, but a thin layer of sweat had accumulated on his temples, and his fists, hidden in his wide sleeves, were tightly clenched.
Everyone in the main hall, except Murong Bing and Xia Changqing, had their hearts in their throats.
Just at the critical moment when the Masked Man's true face was about to be revealed.
"Buzz buzz buzz!"
The Haotian Mirror suddenly malfunctioned, as if an invisible hand was forcefully pressing on the mirror body, forcibly interfering with the Emperor Weapon's Origin's deduction and operation.
"Phew!"
Seeing this, Ye Zheng and Ye Fan exchanged glances and simultaneously let out a huge sigh of relief.
Ye Zheng's legs went weak, and he almost collapsed to the ground; his Cultivation robe was completely soaked.
Ye Fan's palms were covered in fine sweat, in addition to the ten fingertip marks piercing his flesh.
"This Ye Fan truly lives up to his name as the Son of Luck. He is indeed protected and favored by the xuanxiao heavenly dao in the unseen world.
Hmph, I have plenty of time to slowly eliminate all you traitors one by one."
Murong Bing sneered disdainfully.
She then put away the Haotian Mirror and slowly addressed everyone:
"The truth has now come to light. The Saint was framed by a mysterious person and suffered an unjust accusation.
I will personally heal the Saint, and after he recovers, I will formally impart the Nine Heavens Emperor Scripture.
Chen Ji abused his authority by abolishing the Dao Inquiry and Little Saint Realms, and he will be removed from his position as Law Enforcement Elder, with Junior Sister Baiyun taking over.
Changqing, what do you think of this judgment?"
"Master, this absolutely cannot be!
Although it wasn't Xia Changqing who personally killed the three thousand Disciples, he still bears an undeniable responsibility.
Since ancient times, only those of great virtue are qualified to become the Sect Master and Supreme.
Xia Changqing once innocently massacred people; he is not fit to be the Sect Master.
Only Senior Brother Ye Fan is the most suitable candidate."
Upon hearing Murong Bing's decision to impart the Nine Heavens Emperor Scripture to Xia Changqing, Gu Miaojun instantly lost her composure and jumped out, loudly protesting.
Only the next Sect Master was qualified to Cultivate the Nine Heavens Emperor Scripture; wasn't Murong Bing's action meant to groom Xia Changqing as the next Sect Master?
"Master, what the Fourth Junior Sister says is true!
With Senior Brother's character, he is indeed not very suitable to be the Sect Master. Senior Brother Ye Fan, with both virtue and conduct, is the best candidate to become the Sect Master. Please reconsider your decision."
Lin Xinyue received Gu Miaojun's subtle hint and immediately spoke out to object.
"Master, what the two Senior Sisters say is true!"
Li Yue'er and Li Ling'er said in unison.
They were all filled with deep jealousy towards Xia Changqing.
Murong Bing found it extremely bizarre to see her four female Disciples so disdainfully targeting Xia Changqing and unconditionally favoring Ye Fan, acting incredibly brainless and unaware.
"Ye Fan, did you see that?
This is your Son of Heavenly Dao's Luck Halo.
Any woman who spends enough time with you will find it difficult to resist your personal charm.
Your biggest task now is no longer to obtain Xia Changqing's Ancient Sage Eyes and Immortal Demon Dao Bone, but to conquer Murong Bing, this talented and powerful woman.
As long as Murong Bing is devoted to you, you will not only gain a peerless beauty and a top-tier Cauldron, but even everything in the entire Qingyun Holy Land will be yours."
Gu Chen stroked his long beard by his mouth and chuckled proudly.
As the saying goes, when one person attains the Dao, even their chickens and dogs ascend to heaven. In the future, when Ye Fan proves his Dao and becomes immortal, he will also gain immense benefits and enjoy eternal life.
"Master, Sect Master Murong is different from other women.
Her gaze towards me is like looking at an ant in a garbage dump, exceptionally cold and carrying an inexplicable killing intent.
I don't think any man in the world can win her heart."
Ye Fan said somewhat dejectedly, lost, and melancholic.
As the saying goes, what you can't get always causes a stir. Ever since he first saw Murong Bing's peerless, domineering, and Empress-like figure, he was irresistibly drawn to her, and his admiration had long since overflowed.
Little did he know, Murong Bing was once merely Xia Changqing's plaything in bed.
The repressed, stinky loser didn't dare to ride his bicycle, but the top patron had already pedaled it furiously, even rolling his eyes.
"Hahaha, Ye Fan, you are still too young.
You simply don't understand what a Son of Heavenly Dao means in the Profound Sky Great World.
This world is a playground built for you by the Heavenly Dao. Any Heaven And Earth Treasure, peerless Secret Manual, or Divine Weapon is destined for you, and any stunning female Cultivator will fall in love with you at first sight.
Ugly, short, fat, repulsive male Cultivators, disabled Cultivators with missing limbs, disgusting old men with yellow teeth and bad breath, ugly women with meaty faces like potatoes and Poga, etc.
As long as they are favored and loved by the Heavenly Dao, they can defy heaven and change their fate, reaching the heavens in one step.
Murong Bing, a peerless female Cultivator with a Creation Divine Body, who is destined to Breakthrough to the Emperor Realm, is not comparable to those crooked gourds and cracked dates.
The Heavenly Dao will subtly help you increase Murong Bing's favorability until she is completely devoted to you."
Gu Chen, like an experienced person, explained with spittle flying.
"Could it be, Master, that you...?"
Ye Fan suddenly thought of something and said in surprise.
"That's right, I was once a Son of Heavenly Dao too.
Hehe, that ugly, short male Cultivator was me. I played with all the female Cultivators in the Sect. Even the Senior Sister who hated me the most fell madly in love with me and was 'hehehe' by me."
Gu Chen suddenly laughed maliciously.
"Aren't Sons of Luck invincible beings?
Then why did you end up like this?"
Ye Fan asked, puzzled.
"Hahaha, everyone has a 'white moonlight' in their heart. Perhaps she isn't the most beautiful, but she is the most special in your heart."
Gu Chen didn't answer directly, just laughed heartily.
"It was indeed the xuanxiao heavenly dao's doing.
If I didn't have the hongmeng jade pendant protecting me, I'm afraid I would have fallen into its Dao as well."
Murong Bing used her Divine Soul to subtly investigate the situation of her four female Disciples, discovering that deep within their Primordial Spirits, they were all entangled by a faint, almost imperceptible red thread of affection.
"All of you, shut up! You four idiots have no right to speak here."
Murong Bing coldly reprimanded them.
She was known for being autocratic. In the past, Xia Changqing could still suppress her, but now that she had returned to the Qingyun Holy Land of three thousand years ago, she would not allow anyone to defy her orders.
