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Su Xiaoxiao took a deep breath, looked around at everyone calmly, and then said loudly: "I, Su Xiaoxiao, have a clear conscience and have never kept anything to myself. As for the method of cultivation, everyone has their own understanding. How can it be easily taught?"

"I hope everyone can find the path that suits them through their own efforts," she continued, "rather than making groundless guesses about others here."

After the words fell, the whole place fell silent. Some disciples nodded thoughtfully, while others still looked puzzled.

Ning Zhier's face turned ugly when she saw this. She didn't expect Su Xiaoxiao to respond so calmly and disrupt her plan.

"Okay, today's discussion ends here." Zhao Heng spoke up to break the deadlock, "I hope all the disciples can learn from this experience and practice hard."

After that, Zhao Heng took Ning Zhier away. Su Xiaoxiao watched them leave, knowing that Ning Zhier could no longer bear it and could not pretend to maintain the calm on the surface. However, in this life, Su Xiaoxiao would never let Ning Zhier succeed again.

The storm subsided temporarily, and Su Xiaoxiao looked at Qin Wei with gratitude.

Su Xiaoxiao patted Qin Wei on the shoulder and said, "Thank you, Xiaowei. If it weren't for you, I really don't know what to do today."

Qin Wei smiled slightly, "Do we still need to thank each other? If she dares to bully you again in the future, just tell me."

"Yeah!" Su Xiaoxiao nodded.

The sky cleared up after the rain for Su Xiaoxiao, but Ning Zhier was having a hard time.

Zhao Heng brought Ning Zhier to his cave and had a conversation with her.

"Kneel down!" Zhao Heng shouted sternly.

Ning Zhier was so scared that she fell to her knees with a plop, "Master, I know I was wrong."

"Do you know where you went wrong?" Zhao Heng asked seriously.

Ning Zhier lowered her head and whispered, "Disciple shouldn't question Senior Sister in public."

"This is just one of the reasons." Zhao Heng's tone became more severe. "As a junior sister, you should respect your senior sister and unite with your fellow disciples. But you were jealous and deliberately instigated discord, almost causing an internal conflict in the sect. This is a big mistake!"

Ning Zhier kowtowed repeatedly, "I know I was wrong, Master, please forgive me this time."

Zhao Heng pondered for a moment, "Considering that this is your first offense, I will forgive you for now. If you do it again, I will not let you off easily!"

"Thank you, Master!" Ning Zhier felt as if she had been pardoned.

"Remember, people who practice cultivation need to cultivate their character and keep a peaceful state of mind. Jealousy will only make you lose your direction and hinder your practice." Zhao Heng taught earnestly.

Ning Zhier replied respectfully: "Disciple will remember Master's teachings."

Ning Zhier was too scared. She had not yet received the exclusive favor of her fellow disciples in the sect, and now she could not lose Zhao Heng's favor.

Zhao Heng felt a little distressed when he saw Ning Zhier still kneeling on the ground. He stood up from his seat and helped Ning Zhier up.

Ning Zhier lowered her head gently, her eyes revealing a hint of sadness and grievance, as if there was something on her mind that was difficult to express.

Zhao Heng did not miss this subtle change in expression. He couldn't help but feel the urge to comfort her, but he did not take action.

"Thank you, Master. I am sorry for your trouble~" Ning Zhier tried to make her voice sound softer and more trembling. Her soft voice was choked with sobs and trembling, which made people feel pity.

Zhao Heng didn't say anything, but he had already forgiven Ning Zhier's reckless behavior just now.

Seeing that Zhao Heng didn't say anything, Su Xiaoxiao gently stroked the corner of her clothes or hair, looking very uneasy.

Seeing this, Zhao Heng said gently, "Zhi'er, I know you are unwilling to accept this. Su Xiaoxiao is too outstanding and too dazzling. She is so dazzling that she overshadows your brilliance. You have been wronged."

When Ning Zhier heard this, her whole temperament became particularly weak and helpless at this moment, making people want to hold her in their arms and give her the warmest comfort and care.

She pursed her lips and made a tearful expression, just like pear blossoms wet by rain in spring, delicate and lovable.

Her eyes were slightly red, as if covered by a layer of light mist, making it difficult to see the emotions in her eyes, but she felt that they were filled with endless grievances and sadness. Her long eyelashes trembled gently, like butterfly wings, and every flap seemed to carry a hint of trembling and sadness.

The corners of her mouth drooped slightly, forming a sad arc, as if she was carrying too much worry and pain. Her voice also became choked, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from the bottom of her heart, full of unspeakable emotions.

Her hands were gently twisted together, her fingertips slightly white, as if she was trying to suppress the emotional fluctuations in her heart. Her body was also trembling slightly, as if a gust of wind could blow her down.

Zhao Heng felt even more distressed when he saw this. He no longer cared about the proper relationship between a disciple and his master, and directly held Ning Zhier in his arms.

Ning Zhier was in Zhao Heng's arms, crying aggrievedly like a wounded kitten.

Her eyes were filled with tears, crystal clear, as if they would fall at any moment. When she could no longer hold back, the tears fell like pearls from a broken string, wetting her fair cheeks.

Her voice was trembling and choked, and every sob seemed to come from the depths of her heart, filled with endless grievances and sorrow.

Her body was pressed tightly against Zhao Heng's chest, as if she was trying to find some comfort and support.

Her hands tightly grasped Zhao Heng's clothes, as if she was afraid of losing this warm embrace. Her head was buried in Zhao Heng's neck, and her breath was filled with a faint fragrance and moist breath.

Zhao Heng patted her back gently, comforting her tenderly. His voice was low and powerful, as if it could dispel all the haze in Ning Zhier's heart.

He held her tightly, as if he wanted to pass all his strength to her and let her feel his support and love.

Ning Zhier gradually stopped crying in Zhao Heng's arms. Her emotions also slowly stabilized, as if she had found a harbor to rely on. She raised her head and looked at Zhao Heng with her tearful eyes, which were full of gratitude and dependence.

At this moment, Ning Zhier was like a kitten, weak and in need of care. Her crying and grievances turned into dependence and trust in Zhao Heng. And Zhao Heng, at this moment, had already forgotten the boundaries between master and apprentice.

Zhao Heng gently stroked Ning Zhier's hair, his eyes full of tenderness and love. He stared into Ning Zhier's eyes, as if telling her that he would always be by her side, protecting her, taking care of her, and loving her.

Ning Zhier also stared at Zhao Heng, with expectation and desire in her eyes. She felt Zhao Heng's love and care, and she felt that she was the happiest person at this moment, at least she got Zhao Heng's affection.

Zhao Heng couldn't help but slowly approach Ning Zhier, and their lips almost touched.

Zhao Heng woke up instantly.

He suddenly raised his head and looked at Ning Zhier, his eyes full of struggle and contradiction. He knew that their relationship could not continue like this. They were master and apprentice, and they should not have such feelings.

Ning Zhier looked at Zhao Heng. She read his struggle and contradiction from his eyes. She knew that Zhao Heng was trying hard to control his emotions. She felt a little relieved. At least Zhao Heng was still rational. Besides, she didn't want anything to happen between her and Zhao Heng. She simply wanted Zhao Heng's concern, but didn't want to be responsible.

Ning Zhier gently patted Zhao Heng's shoulder and said softly, "Master, it was Zhier who crossed the line. Let's all calm down."

Zhao Heng took a deep breath, nodded, turned around and left. Ning Zhier looked at Zhao Heng's back, her heart full of emotion.