Opening confession to the beautiful master

"No, I want to see what Zhou Tianyang's conspiracy is."

Zhang Yi shook his head slightly. The trump card he has is enough to destroy the entire Sanqing Sect, but he will not make things go to that point unless it is absolutely necessary.

"Then why don't we go and find out about the situation of the Supreme Tomb first?"

At present, they know nothing about the Supreme Tomb, which is still a disadvantage.

Anyway, now is not the time to stay in the Taoist sect.

"You can ask Zhou Tianyang about this matter. He dare not fake the news about the Supreme Tomb."

Zhang Yi nodded slightly, and let Fang Tiancheng stay alone in Siyue Cliff, while he went to Zhou Tianyang to ask about the Supreme Tomb.

As night fell, three figures sneaked up to Siyue Cliff. They were Pan Wudao and his friends. In Pan Wudao's world, there is no such thing as overnight hatred.

Fang Tiancheng on Siyue Cliff knew clearly about the arrival of several people, "They came so soon, just in time to play with them."

"The Saint said: I should have clairvoyance and super hearing!"

Fang Tiancheng smiled playfully, his eyes full of teasing.

But Pan Wudao and the others were unaware of this, and did not even realize that Zhang Yi was no longer on Siyue Cliff.

"Brother, are we being too mean?"

Zi Dian, the only female among the three, frowned and whispered.

"Junior Sister Zi, if you can't bear it, you can withdraw, we will never blame you."

"Besides, he is just a lowly person in Wuling, poisoning him is a light punishment, if it weren't for Xu Shengzi who wanted his life, I would have killed him today!"

Pan Wudao said fiercely: "Let's see how arrogant he is when he is poisoned by the Heart-Eating Powder later?"

It turned out that Pan Wudao prepared the Heart-Eating Powder this time. Anyone who was contaminated by the Heart-Eating Powder would feel heartbroken and become a cripple in a short time.

This poison has no effect on the cultivators of the Crossing Tribulation Stage, but it is a fatal blow to the cultivators of the Transformation Spirit Stage.

"So despicable? They even prepared the Heart-Eating Powder."

Fang Tiancheng listened to their plan word for word, and a ruthless look flashed in his eyes, "Since you want to do things so ruthlessly, don't blame me for being ruthless."

He originally just wanted to teach them a lesson, but the despicable means of these people really made him disgusted, and he immediately had the intention to kill them.

Fang Tiancheng deliberately turned his back to them, sitting cross-legged and pretending to be admiring the moon. Pan Wudao and his companions concealed their breath to the extreme, approaching Fang Tiancheng silently, so nervous that they dared not even breathe.

"It's almost there, as long as we get closer, we can sprinkle the Heart-Eating Powder on him!"

Pan Wudao's heartbeat accelerated a bit, as if he had foreseen the scene of stepping on Zhang Yi, and a smile unconsciously appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Since Fang Tiancheng and Zhang Yi were somewhat similar in figure, the others did not notice anything unusual.

Only Zi Dian followed carefully at the end. She still could not get over it. She could fight openly, but she really could not do such a despicable thing.

If it were not for the old friendship, she would have withdrawn from this action long ago.

"Go to hell!"

Seeing that they were getting closer and closer to Fang Tiancheng, he threw the Heart-Eating Powder at Fang Tiancheng with an excited look.

But they did not know that all their actions were under the control of Fang Tiancheng. At the moment when he acted, Fang Tiancheng's voice rang out, "The Saint said: There will be a hurricane here!"

In an instant, a gust of cold wind blew up, wrapping up all the Heart-Eating Powder and blowing towards the three people.

Zi Dian had been cautious all the time, and subconsciously retreated, but avoided the hurricane.

Pan Wudao and Wu Feng were not so lucky. Everything happened too suddenly, and they did not have time to react at all. Especially when they saw Fang Tiancheng's face clearly, their brains went blank and they were stunned.

"Why is it you?"

Pan Wudao was full of doubts. When he reacted, his body was already stained with the Heart-Eating Powder.

"Ah..."

Instantly, two screams like slaughtering pigs resounded on Siyue Cliff. Pan Wudao and the other man covered their chests in pain, their bodies trembling constantly, and they rolled on the ground in pain.

"Fortunately, I was prepared."

Zidian patted his towering chest, looking at the two people's painful appearance, and couldn't help but feel a little scared.

"Fang Tiancheng, you... you are so mean, you actually plotted against me."

What a villain who complained first, Pan Wudao actually began to accuse Fang Tiancheng.

"Despicable? If you didn't want to plot against me, how could you be infected with the Heart-Eating Powder."

Fang Tiancheng snorted coldly, looking at the two people with gloating.

It can be said that harming others will eventually harm yourself. Pan Wudao and the other two have now lost their fighting power and are only concerned with suppressing the poison in their bodies.

"Junior sister Zi, go and inform Xu Shengzi!"

Now Pan Wudao had to pin all his hopes on Xu Yang, otherwise he was afraid that he would not be able to leave Siyue Cliff today.

"Too late!"

"Saint said: The space here is confined!"

Fang Tiancheng spoke softly, and the space around him instantly condensed into a ball, allowing Zi Dian to rush around and unable to leave.

"You...what do you want? I tell you that my master is the great elder of the Taoist sect, and Junior Brother Wu's master is the seventh elder."

Pan Wudao looked at Fang Tiancheng's gradually cold eyes, realized that something was wrong, and felt fearful, and hurriedly moved out his backstage.

"Hehe, do you people in the Taoist sect like to move backstage so much?"

"But I'm not a Taoist sect person, what does it have to do with me that your master is an elder?"

Fang Tiancheng smiled jokingly, and in just one day, he saw the face of the Taoist disciples.

"Hmph, kill me if you can. A mere Wuling pariah dares to kill me?"

At this moment, Wu Feng, who had always been taciturn, endured the severe pain in his body and said disdainfully.

He didn't believe that Fang Tiancheng dared to kill him on Taoist territory. He always looked confident.

Pan Wudao glared at Wu Feng and thought to himself, "Don't you see that something is wrong with Fang Tiancheng?" What do you want to do by stimulating him now?

"Hahaha, this is what you said, so... I will satisfy your request."

Fang Tiancheng took out the Confucian sage pen and wrote the word "kill" in the void. The overwhelming scarlet murderous intention turned into a sharp blade and instantly wiped out Wu Feng's body and soul.

Until the moment of his death, Wu Feng could not understand that Fang Tiancheng was so courageous, killing at will without any hesitation.

"As you can see, it is his own request, so I will naturally satisfy him."

After killing Wu Feng, Fang Tiancheng shrugged innocently, as if he had suffered a great deal of grievance.

"Um... I didn't want to ask for death. Everything can be discussed. This is all caused by Xu Shengzi... No, I was instigated by that thief Xu Yang."

Pan Wudao put aside all moral integrity and chose to stab Xu Yang in the back without hesitation in the face of life and death.

He now knew that the Wuling people were all lunatics, and each of them was so terrifyingly powerful. This completely refreshed his understanding, and at the same time, he felt endless regret in his heart.

So...will Fang Tiancheng give him a chance to atone for his sins?