Yuqiongyin

"If you want the golden elixir, come and get it yourself. There's no need to accuse me of these groundless charges."

The words were directly exposed, and the man turned his head stiffly and looked at Mu Chenning who was standing beside him with a cold face. There was no panic on her face, as if she had known all this for a long time.

Just now, he carefully supported his seriously injured disciple Mu Chenning, and walked slowly to the Qingyun Sect's altar in the raging wind and snow.

Just as Mu Chenning's right foot stepped onto the last step of the altar, a sharp sword wrapped in rich spiritual power flew towards her at a high speed. In an instant, a strong wind blew up, and the biting wind and snow from the altar all attacked her.

"Who is it? How dare you attack here?"

Mu Chenning let go of Zhe Li's hand that was supporting her, and her sword immediately appeared in her right hand, raising her hand to block the sword that was stabbing at her.

"Zheng——"

The sword was knocked back and inserted into the altar, still humming and vibrating.

"My nephew has been in the secret realm for several years. Even though he is seriously injured, he can still resist the sword of this palace master. It seems that you have indeed gone astray and become a demon cultivator. In this case, this palace master will accept your golden elixir today."

Hearing this, Mu Chenning silently put away his sword and looked up.

She saw many people standing on the high altar, with Palace Master Tianling standing at the head. They acted as if they were going to judge her. She didn't expect that they would mobilize so many people for such a shameful matter.

Seeing that Mu Chenning didn't say anything, the sword flew back and fell into the hands of the man in the middle.

"Brother, what are you talking about? Didn't you say that it will take some time to find the elixir? Junior Sister can wait a little longer..."

Zhe Li came back to his senses from his shock and quickly took a step forward, protecting the staggering Mu Chenning behind him.

"What are you waiting for! Fu Ting can't wait!"

"I didn't know that when I came back from my practice and came to this altar, what Master was thinking about was to take away my golden elixir and use it to save my junior uncle who was in critical condition."

Mu Chenning said this too calmly, because she had already understood their ulterior motives when she was able to see the barrage.

I don’t know if it’s because the altar is too high and too cold, but Zhe Li just feels that the wind and snow blowing today are chilly.

He slowly turned around to look at her. Mu Chenning, who was originally seriously injured, now looked even paler, and his eyes were cold and distant.

"Ning'er...it's not what you think..."

Mu Chenning tilted her head to look at him, exhaling softly, "No need to explain, I don't believe you. Since I learned the truth, you are no longer my master, and this is no longer the sect I belong to."

Now it was Zheli who looked pale. He stretched out his hand in panic, trying to stop the woman from walking towards the center of the altar.

Mu Chenning revealed his sword and stopped Zhe Li who wanted to step forward.

“I wonder how Master Tian Ling plans to dig out Shen Ning’s golden elixir?”

In the center of the altar, Mu Chenning stood straight, without any sign of the fragility that comes from having been seriously injured. She raised her head and looked at the people up there with a contemptuous tone.

Tian Ling seemed to be confident of victory, and he smiled grimly, "It's none of your business how this Palace Master digs out the golden elixir. Just remember that it's your blessing to help Fu Ting practice again."

"Oh, blessing? Let me ask, Uncle Master, are you going to kill me here and then get the golden elixir directly? I have been in the sect for more than 30 years and have never done anything bad. After returning from the secret realm, even though I have not recovered yet, I have fulfilled the tasks assigned by the sect conscientiously. I don't know why Palace Master Tianling wants to treat me like this? Is it just because of the unconfirmed rumors?"

"sucker Punch."

Taoist Tianling seemed to be hit in a sore spot. He gathered spiritual power in his palm and struck towards Mu Chenning fiercely.

Instead of dodging, Mu Chenning took a step forward. The fiery red devil mark appeared on his forehead, his purple-red robe fluttered, and demonic energy lingered around him, resisting Tian Ling's attack.

Tian Ling was forced to take a few steps back by the powerful demonic energy and said in shock, "You are actually a demon cultivator!"

"Yes, I was just wondering when you will find out."

Mu Chenning showed no fear at all, with a slight smile on his face.