âYe Yunlan, you schemed to murder twelve fellow disciples to seize the secret realmâs treasures. They were Senior Sister Zhuang -who defended the demonic cultivatorsâ attacks-, Senior Brother Xu -who charged in front and broke through the secret realmâs second level-, and Sky Sectâs ten other disciples -who died with grievances-. How dare you still appear in front of us!â
He stood blankly among the corpses on the ground, surrounded by disciples gushing out from the door.
âIf you arenât guilty, why do you wear a mask all day long? Now that youâve revealed your true nature today, you truly were hiding your evil intentâŠâ
âKill him! A life for a life!â
The disciple that rushed in knocked him to the ground. They vented their anger on his body. Vicious verbal abuse and ridicule formed together, buzzing in his ears. It made him dizzy.
At that time, he curled up on the ground thinking: if someone could say a word for him, or as long as one person was willing to listen to him say a word, it would be fine.
Only, no one wanted to stand up for him.
Ye Yunlan only felt that it was noisy as he listened to the noise and scolding around him.
So he drew his sword and stood in front of Shen Shu.
He said: âWhoever wants to make a move against him today will have to go through the sword in my hand first.â
The clamor and scolding suddenly quieted down.
A group of disciples, eyes flushed with anger, watched him.
Someone said, âJunior Brother Ye, itâs none of your business!â
âBack then, you saved many of your fellow disciples in the divine fire. Even if you lose all your cultivation, we still respect you very much. We donât blame you as the Master for this matter; we only want to hold Shen Shu responsible. We also ask you to please avoid suspicion.â
Ye Yunlan: âI am his master, and he is my disciple. A Master taking care of their disciple is only natural, so what should I avoid?â
After saying that, he raised the Queying sword in his hand, and a burst of cold light poured out. Ye Yunlanâs eyes were colder than the sword.
With him in front of Shen Shu, no one wanted to make the first move.
They looked at each other, and the anger and excitement cooled by two points.
Only Gong Ze and the other disciple beside him were still red in the eye.
Gong Zeâs hand that was holding the recording stone shook. He angrily said, âShen Shu killed his fellow sect members and tried to steal the treasure but failed. Junior Brother Ye, how can you protect such a scum because of your selfishness!â
Ye Yunlan: âSince entering the third level of the Secret Realm, Shen Shu has been in the same place with me, and weâve never separated. If you say that Shen Shu killed all the people here, how can I not know that?â
âThe evidence is conclusive. Itâs clear that youâre deliberately protecting him!â The disciple beside Gong Ze angrily said.
He had a delicate face, flushed with anger just like Gong Ze, with a piece of sapphire on his waist.
Ye Yunlan glanced at this person, Gong Ze, then slowly at the many Sky Sect disciples surrounding this hall with different faces.
He asked: âThe evidence is conclusive?â
The delicate-looking disciple said: âBrother Gong Ze and I are both witnesses, and Brother Gong Zeâs recording stones are actual physical evidence. Now that there are human witnesses and physical evidence, why are you still helping your disciple and refusing to admit it?â
Ye Yunlan sneered: âI didnât know that the dead can be used as witnesses.â
The disciple was shocked, then reacted furiously: âYou want to kill me?â
All the other disciples also heard this and pulled out their swords one by one. They aimed their sword points at both Ye Yunlan and Shen Shu.
Everyone thought Ye Yunlan was crazy.
If you werenât crazy, how could you say such absurd things?
Ye Yunlanâs expression was still quite cold. He said: âI want to ask, how can I kill you guys again if you two are already dead?â
Hearing this, Gong Ze was stunned, and so was the delicate disciple and everyone else.
âA bunch of nonsense!â The delicate disciple flushed, âIf I was dead, how can I stand here alive and talk to you?â
Ye Yunlan: âYou died with sixteen swords in your body, and your face was ruined after death, unable to rest in peace.â He turned to Gong Ze, âYou suffered less. One sword in the chest, the other in the waist. Each sword was vital. After death, your face was also ruined, and you also couldnât rest in peace.â
Their complexions turned pale. Gong Ze angrily laughed, âJunior Brother Ye, are you hysterical? Otherwise, why would you say such ridiculous things in front of me?â
Ye Yunlanâs complexion was calm. He didnât understand many things in his previous life, but he connected them one by one afterward. He calmly said: âThe Great Emperor Netherworld founded the Underworld in the past and left three kinds of secret treasures. They were the sin mirror, the book of life and death, and the Huan Youling.â
Gong Ze: âWeâre arguing about Shen Shuâs homicides and stealing treasures. Why are you talking about those things?â
Ye Yunlan ignored his interruption and continued: âThe sin mirror can reflect a lifeâs former karma. The book of life and death can determine a personâs life and death, and the Huan Youling can call back the soul of the dead, condensing the soul into the body to stay for three days. The cultivatorâs appearance would be the same as the livingâs. And this time, the treasure born in the secret realm happens to be the Huan Youling.â
âYou guys are already dead. I already saw the corpses. What exists now is only the soul brought back by the Huan Youling.â He remembered that when he had just turned around the corner, he had seen these two blurred corpses. He could remember every inch of the corpses clearly, including the wounds on their flesh and blood, the folds of their clothes, and the sapphire worn on his waist. âEven though the murderer has already destroyed your face, there are still traces left. If you donât believe me, come with me.â
The disciples looked at each other. They had all heard the legend of the three strange treasures left by Emperor Netherworld, but they could only rely on their guesses to determine the treasuresâ uses. It couldnât be as detailed as Ye Yunlanâs words.
It didnât rule out that what Ye Yunlan said was all fabricated, but what if it was true?
If Gong Ze, the two, were really controlled called-back ghosts, and the two vowed to say that Shen Shu was the murdererââalthough many people didnât believe in such ridiculous claims in their hearts, they felt their blood run cold.
âDonât listen to their denials anymore! Why Huan Youling and the corpse? I only know that the recording stone would never be fake. The murdererâs images and aura recorded are clearly Shen Shuâs.â Gong Ze angrily said. He rushed up with his sword.
But, he heard a cold snort.
Shen Shu, who hadnât spoken behind Ye Yunlan, acted.
The Afterglow sword blatantly split the long sword in Gong Zeâs hand like a meteor, then brushed past Gong Zeâs cheek and landed on the ground behind him, forming a deep sword mark.
Gong Ze fell in a sorry state. He raised his head and saw Shen Shu point his sword in his hand at him. He lowered his eyes and stared at him indifferently. âIf I wanted to kill you guys, even if more than ten of you dispersed to escape, none of you would be able to.â
Gong Zeâs face flushed: âYou!â
Everyone was shocked by this scene, and they started whispering.
Finally, a reasonable disciple stood up.
This person was named Cheng Xu. Except for Senior Brother He Lanze, he was one of the members with the highest cultivation and prestige among the Sky Sect disciples. Before the Sect Master ordered Rong Ran to lead the team, he was also a powerful contestant to be the leader for the Netherworld Secret Realm trip.
âJunior Brother Ye, if what you said is real, we would also like to know the truth.â Cheng Xu cupped his hands towards Ye Yunlan, âPlease show the way to where you said the corpse is located.â
Ye Yunlan nodded slightly. When he turned around to walk through the passage, he saw someone step back secretly among the crowd, seemingly wanting to leave through the door on the other side.
Queying sword came out at once!
The biting sword light was like a shimmering shadow, like the moon bursting out of the cloud. It broke through the crowd and fell in front of a figure, blocking its path.
Ye Yunlanâs voice was cold.
âRong Ran, where do you want to go?â