As she spoke, Liang Lanyi’s mind was instantly filled with images of everyone avoiding her like the plague.
Following that, the image of her being flipped to the ground by a re flick of Su Yan’s sleeve—the demon—flashed through her mind.
Liang Lanyi clenched her fists tightly.
Eventually, her thoughts lingered on the cold and detached man by Su Yan’s side.
His brows and eyes seed to carry an indifference at all tis.
In her heart, she didn’t know what was driving her.
Reaching out, she grabbed the bloody Inner Core, freshly extracted from her cousin’s abdon.
Clutching the Golden Core, her once trembling body gradually stabilized.
anwhile, Jiang Song comnted from the side
"Demon Cultivators, everyone is justified in killing them; your cousin died because of a Demon Cultivator, you must pull yourself together and avenge your sister."
Liang Lanyi hesitated, then lifted her head to look at Jiang Song.
Even though her body was no longer shaking, her voice still trembled as she spoke
"You killed her."
Jiang Song’s eyes were bloodshot, as he refuted her accusation word by word
"Even if your sister had survived, her cultivation would have been severely damaged, and she would never be able to make significant advancents again in this lifeti. The blow to your sister was fatal."
Probably, those who do evil always have a thousand excuses, then they turn sothing chillingly obvious into sothing seemingly justifiable.
Look, Liang Lanyi was also gradually leaning towards Jiang Song’s perspective.
Following that, Jiang Song continued
"I killed her, for her own good, and all this was because of Su Yan, because of that demon!"
He placed his hand on Liang Lanyi’s arm
"You must refine your sister’s Golden Core and take revenge for her."
Liang Lanyi looked at the Golden Core in her hand, which represented nearly 30 years of cultivation.
Liang Lanyi’s lips trembled as the desire for power ultimately overpowered her
"Okay"
A single word fell.
Jiang Song knew that Liang Lanyi would eventually agree.
So the expression in his eyes held no fluctuation, he just repeated the justification he had given earlier
"Demon Sect Leader Su Yan, broke into the Qingyu Mountain ancestral tomb, wreaked havoc, and took away the sect’s treasures.
Your sister stumbled upon her by chance. She killed your sister and even took out her Inner Core, the sheer cruelty of it is chilling and she should be executed."
Liang Lanyi swallowed hard, looking at her sister’s eyes that refused to close in death, her expression was sowhat chaotic as she repeated Jiang Song’s words
"Demon Sect’s Su Yan, broke into Qingyu Mountain ancestral tomb..."
She repeated it over and over again.
Jiang Song was slowly satisfied.
If one is to fabricate a sche, it must be executed flawlessly.
His lone voice wasn’t convincing enough.
Plus, with the help of Liang Yunyue’s relative, the news could be spread far and wide.
With repeated telling, even lies turn to truth, on top of Su Yan’s already existing notorious reputation for cruel deeds.
As one of the Five Peaks’ Peak Masters of Qingyu Mountain, Liang Yunyue died in such a brutal manner, this ti, it was bound to mobilize the entire Cultivation World’s cultivators to execute a crusade against Su Yan.
Of course, our blissfully ignorant Sect Hierarch Su Yan had no idea she was already being targeted.
All she thought about was, hmm, the task assigned by Xiao Hua was perfectly resolved, she could return to the sect now.
While being carried by Feng Yu, Su Yan was conversing with Xiao Hua in a daydream
"Xiao Hua"
"Host!"
"I’ve obtained the Water Light Ice Blade, does that an the mission is completed?"
Xiao Hua ticulously scanned the latest section related to "Cultivation," then said
"Host, one-third of your mission has been completed. You still have...um...to be hunted, your cultivation completely destroyed, and then, within less than a year, you will counterattack and recover to your peak level. After that, you’ll be decisively defeated by the male protagonist of this Cultivation story. And that’s where the story ends."
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