Great Love Immortal Venerate: Why are all my fairies yandere?

Chapter 200 127. The deceived Tian Liuli and the premeditated crisis_2

"Of course I have evidence; otherwise, how could I dare to question Xu Yuan, my fellow Daoist? In the Confucian-Mo Pavilion, we always stress fairness in our actions."

The scholar showed a smile that implied 'you've fallen into my trap'.

"I have already contacted the seniors in my Sect; they clearly saw the whole scene while watching the Water Mirror from outside."

As soon as these words were said, they immediately drew many sidelong glances.

In front of the Heritage Stele where Xu Yuan and his companions were, many who were just passing by and not previously interested, now showed expressions of surprise and doubt upon hearing these words suddenly.

"Bai, you should choose your words carefully,"

a disciple from the Qiushui Shengong raised his voice and spoke, "Your words and actions represent more than just yourself."

"It is precisely because my words and actions represent more than just myself that I must speak out. I simply cannot allow any act of favoritism or injustice to take place before me!"

His voice was vehement and spirited, causing the gazes of many present to shift in a strange way,

Xu Yuan noticed the change in the atmosphere, but his expression remained calm and composed.

This response even made the Qiushui Shengong disciple who had spoken up for him earlier begin to look hesitant.

"If that is the case, doesn't that also mean you're cheating?"

Xu Yuan let out a light chuckle and spoke softly, "Aren't the trials about our own abilities? I wasn't aware that contacting elders from the outside was part of the rules."

The scholar's pupils contracted, but then he restored his composure and said, "How is that cheating? The rules may not say it's allowed, but they also don't forbid it."

"In that case, how am I considered to be cheating?"@@@@

Xu Yuan began to smile as well, but his smile was devoid of warmth, only a faint indifference, "Did the rules ever say that one must pass through the trial of 'Asking the Heart' before entering the Inheritance Space?"

Upon hearing these words, the crowd erupted into an uproar.

Nobody expected Xu Yuan to admit it so bluntly.

"I am well aware of your objectives,"

Xu Yuan said coldly, "To put it plainly, even if I had entered after passing the 'Asking the Heart' trial, you would still find different excuses to trouble me, wouldn't you?"

The scholar's expression shifted slightly before he disguised it quickly, pretending to be surprised as he said, "Your words are truly startling, Xu Yuan. As the saying goes, 'If you walk the straight path, you sit with ease.' If you had done nothing wrong, why would I come looking for you?"

Xu Yuan watched him for a moment, then suddenly smiled.

It was as if he was about to say something.

The scholar perked up his ears, eager to continue hearing his justification.

For him, the goal was simple: as long as he could hold Xu Yuan back, that would be a success.

He would be all too happy for Xu Yuan to continue their verbal sparring here.

However, it was also at this moment that he suddenly felt a strong sense of danger.

The next moment, a verdant streak of Sword Qi came tearing through the air at a horrifying speed.

Hum—

In the instant that he didn't even have time to react, a green light burst forth from his chest within his moon-white scholar's robe, transforming into a shield that blocked what would have been a fatal attack for him.

The three did not dare to take it lightly and hurriedly took out the Magical Treasure their Master had given them to bring in.

There were three tattered pages,

On which were written the forceful characters "Confucian," "Mo," and "Pavilion."

When the three torn pages appeared, the characters on them interconnected, almost instantly transforming into an ethereal pavilion.

From within the pavilion, there was the sound of reading aloud; as soon as the handleless swords entered, they went silent.

"Heavenly Fairy."

The three breathed a sigh of relief and continued to persuade, "It's not that we intentionally want to make things difficult for you, but we have our Master's orders and dare not disobey. This Confucian-Mo Pavilion contains a strike's power from our Master; we advise you not to continue stubbornly."

Upon hearing these words, Tian Liuli's eyebrows raised slightly, seemingly struck by a thought, and her expression suddenly turned frosty.

"This is bad, Mr. Xu is in danger."

Without hesitation, her exposed fair skin started to radiate a beautiful Liuli hue, and she clenched her hand.

A delicate Liuli tower emerged, carrying with it an air of immortal antiquity that existed through the ages.

At the same time, on her back, a terrifying fissure flickered into and out of view.

Liuli Nine Heavens Tower, Emperor's Abyss, Heavenly Emperor Liuli Body.

She felt wary of the torn pages, which contained a Primordial Spirit's strike, and so she immediately called upon the three major completed law manifestations.

"Alas, Heavenly Fairy, we apologize for the offense."

The three exchanged glances, their expressions a mix of regret and helplessness.

Bringing in a Magical Treasure that contains the power of a Primordial Spirit into the Inheritance Space under the pretense of Deceiving the Heavens to Cross the Sea is highly sensitive; if they were to use it against a disciple from another Sect, it could possibly trigger inter-Sect warfare.

If possible, they truly did not want to use it against Tian Liuli.

Unfortunately, they had no choice.

For the greater good, they could only request her sacrifice.

Outside the Water Mirror, the beautiful matron of Qiushui Shengong turned pale with rage and sharply looked at White Ink, barking, "You dare?"

Meanwhile, the tension was not only unfolding here.

On another Water Mirror, Xu Yuan was seen chasing after the scholar from the Confucian-Mo Pavilion into a valley.

Seeing that the scholar who had been fleeing desperately suddenly stopped, turned around, and revealed a smirk full of irony towards him.

Xu Yuan's face did not show much surprise; he simply stared at him coldly, "Whatever tricks you have, just use them."

"You..."

The Disciple was taken aback, then his expression turned to one of astonishment, "You're quite confident."

"It's just a pity that this day next year will be your death anniversary!"

With his words, amidst the rumble, a Treasure Fan emanating the aura of a Primordial Spirit rose from the depths of the earth in the valley.

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