After the battle in Gu Yang City, Yuan Ye became a demon of slaughter who was spurned by thousands and an enemy of the continent. Jiang Yuanfeng became the state lord of Gu Yang State and a hero who carried the flag! Rui Xi, Cen Sen, Xu Zijing, and the little witch all knew that Yuan Ye and the three War Emperor level experts had rushed out of Gu Yang City and never returned. Yuan Ye only killed over a thousand soldiers and Mo Tian and Cui Zhihao. But the voices of these few people were too feeble. The continent had not seen any exciting events for too long. With the appearance of a demon, people were more willing to believe in this one. Even when Yuan Ye's infamy reached its peak, Cen Sen argued with others and reached a point of fighting to the death. Those who knew the truth couldn't even speak. Whoever dared to speak for Yuan Ye would be attacked by the hot-blooded people and even lose their lives. One could imagine that if Yuan Ye stood out in person, he would be torn to pieces without even saying a word. Clear Spring Forest, a place with rich spiritual energy, like a fairyland that was both ethereal and illusory. It was also the core location of the highly renowned Yan Xing Sect among super experts. A classical and spiritual palace was actually built in mid-air, truly mysterious. This floating palace was the core hall of Yan Xing Sect, the Yan Xing Hall. Inside the Yan Xing Hall, the four super experts of Yan Xing Sect were having a secret discussion about important matters and even quarreling voices could be heard. "When the tragedy happened in Gu Yang City, Yuan Ye was in a fierce battle with us. We all know that someone framed Yuan Ye. But now the whole world is blaming and spitting on Yuan Ye, putting all the blame on him alone. How can we not say a fair word?" Although Yan Xing Sect's fourth elder, Zu Yao, was a delicate woman, her heart was upright and unyielding. She almost quarreled with the second elder, Bing Jiang. Yan Xing Sect was no ordinary sect. The reputations of Gongsun Wutian, Bing Jiang, Che Ying, and Zu Yao, the four great experts, were far beyond that of a few unknown juniors like Rui Xi. If these four great experts stood out to clear Yuan Ye's name, the whole continent would believe it. At least those Martial Lords and important figures above Martial Lords would believe it. It was just like the false words spoken by Jiang Yuanfeng, who had a high status, completely suppressing the true words of Rui Xi and others. It was because Jiang Yuanfeng had great power and many followers. But compared with Yan Xing Sect, Jiang Yuanfeng was simply laughable. It was just that Yuan Ye's past conflicts with Yan Xing Sect had caused a great divergence among the high-level members of Yan Xing Sect regarding whether to help him or not. "He didn't kill those women, children, and infants. But he killed fourteen of my disciples and followers. And Cui Zhihao could barely be counted as one of our sect's people. The blood debt of fifteen disciples is an established fact. As elders, are we just going to let it go? Now we not only don't kill him but also want to help him. Junior sister, what are you thinking? You will make other disciples feel disappointed." Bing Jiang was also arguing until his face was red and his ears were red. "I will make the disciples feel disappointed? Second senior brother, I haven't even said that about you yet. You teach your disciples to uphold righteousness and save the world every day. But when true righteousness is needed, you throw it aside because of sect grudges and even personal emotions. Aren't you afraid of the comments of the juniors below?" "Slap!" Bing Jiang was furious when he heard this and suddenly slapped the table and stood up. The teacups on the table were shattered by the shock. "Fourth, how did I not uphold righteousness? Must we tell the truth when we know it? And how did I act on personal emotions? Explain it clearly to me." "Humph, seven of the dead disciples were your followers. Liu Minghan was even your newly accepted last disciple, wasn't he?" "So what? I, Bing Jiang, have cultivated for three hundred thousand years. I thought my moral character and state of mind were acceptable. How could I act unfairly just because my followers were killed? Fourth, you dare to slander me." Bing Jiang even took a step forward, and his violent aura increased. Zu Yao was not afraid at all and looked directly at Bing Jiang. "Why are you so excited? Have I hit the mark?" "You are the one who provoked me!" Bing Jiang suddenly put his hand on his sword hilt, making a crisp sound. "Second senior brother, what are you doing?" Che Ying, who had been silent all along, immediately stopped him. "Impertinent!" Gongsun Wutian suddenly roared angrily. Bing Jiang was so frightened that he stepped back continuously and then realized his loss of composure. "Second senior brother, you get angry so easily. It seems that your cultivation is very high, but your state of mind is really easily influenced by emotions." Che Ying said with a smile, and her attitude was very obvious. "Third junior sister, I didn't expect you to be silent all this time and then side with the fourth as soon as you opened your mouth." Bing Jiang said coldly. "Third junior sister, tell us your thoughts." Gongsun Wutian immediately looked at Che Ying. Che Ying bowed politely. "Eldest senior brother, the truth is the truth, and sect grudges are sect grudges. These are two different things. In my opinion, according to righteousness, we should clear Yuan Ye's name. After all, Yuan Ye is being wronged. If the real demon is allowed to go unpunished, righteousness will not prevail. But we also need to seek justice from Yuan Ye for the death of our disciples. What do you think?" "Eldest senior brother..." Bing Jiang was anxious when he heard this but was stopped by Gongsun Wutian's wave. Gongsun Wutian meditated for a few breaths and then slowly said, "I have already made a decision about this matter. You all go back and don't concern yourselves with it anymore." With the order of the sect master, the three of them dared not disobey. When they left the hall, Bing Jiang snorted coldly, flicked his sleeve, and flew away directly. Only Che Ying and Zu Yao were left on the scene. "Senior sister, what do you think the senior brother means?" Zu Yao looked at Che Ying and frowned. Che Ying sighed. "Actually, the senior brother has already made a decision in his heart. Regarding this rumor about the demon, the senior brother probably wants to stay out of it. He neither clears Yuan Ye's name nor chases after Yuan Ye for the death of our disciples. He will just wait and see. Because whether it is clearing Yuan Ye's name or chasing after Yuan Ye, it is equivalent to admitting that Yuan Ye alone killed fourteen of us and even escaped from the four of us. It would bring shame to our sect and only make other sects laugh. So the senior brother chose silence for the sake of the sect." "This won't do! Just like what the senior sister said, the truth is the truth, and the revenge for the disciples is the revenge for the disciples." "Okay, junior sister!" Che Ying held Zu Yao's delicate shoulders. "The senior brother, as the master of the sect, has to consider many things. You also don't come out to clear Yuan Ye's name. You have already had a feud with the second senior brother. If you have a rift with the eldest senior brother again, it will put our sect in a crisis of division. Some righteousness is not that people don't want to promote it. There are really various difficulties. If the junior sister feels bad about it, we can persuade the senior brother at the right time to clear Yuan Ye's name in the future. But it is definitely not now, and not against the will of the eldest senior brother. Do you understand?" "Okay. It's just that this is really unfair to Yuan Ye. And I also hate him a little for killing our disciples. What a headache!" Zu Yao rubbed her head and stopped thinking about it. ... Half a year passed in the blink of an eye. Cen Sen and the others had tried various methods to find Yuan Ye but failed. Rui Xi was even more in a trance. If it weren't for Cen Sen and the others persuading her every day to believe that Yuan Ye was still alive, Rui Xi might have already collapsed. After this great change, Rui Xi, the little witch Xu Ying, Cen Sen, Murong Qiang, Xu Zijing, and the little rascal had become close friends and even relatives. They were even more unwavering in their loyalty to Yuan Ye. Become stronger! This was the only belief of each person. When Yuan Ye drank the Demonic Rage potion for them, when Yuan Ye was surrounded and killed by thousands of people, when Yuan Ye was fighting alone, they had no ability to help at all. Yuan Ye became a peerless demon, with all kinds of infamy, and his life and death were unknown. All of this was for them, but they were useless. All of them harbored a painful and guilty heart and practiced hard day and night, risking their lives in cultivation, hoping that one day they could find Yuan Ye and then become an equal friend who could help him. In the top hundred competition of Yao Yan Prefecture, Cen Sen participated as the second-best in Hun Luo State. The first, Yuan Ye, of course, would not appear. As a result, Cen Sen entered the top hundred of the prefecture as the forty-second in Yao Yan Prefecture, the best result in the history of Hun Luo State. And Rui Xi had shot and killed as many as fourteen Martial Lords in Hun Luo State, among which she killed three alone. She also had the qualification to enter the City of Hope. Xu Ying and Xu Zijing already had the gold medals to enter the city. Half a year later, Rui Xi held the little rascal and entered the City of Hope hand in hand with Cen Sen, Xu Ying, and Xu Zijing, this mysterious place that was infinitely mythologized. At the same time, Xu Zijing entrusted his eldest brother, Xu Zilong, who was now the state lord of Hun Luo State, to mobilize all forces to search for Yuan Ye's whereabouts. And Murong Qiang had already had the Qilin Horn given by Yuan Ye and was in seclusion to recover his lost power.