Dragonhua Zhenren was shocked and angry, but Xu Yi's reaction was even more exaggerated.
"That day, I rescued Wen Yi from your sect's disciples. I am her savior, and the life she owed to Mingyue Pavilion was repaid then. She has nothing to do with Mingyue Pavilion now.
Does Dragonhua Zhenren think there is anything inappropriate about what I said?"
Xu Yi tilted her head, smiling but with cold eyes.
She had no good impression of Mingyue Pavilion from the start.
The venomous Wang Biyun, the unreasonable Jingqiu, and the Cheng Yue Zhenren who had started cursing as soon as they met.
Each person made Xu Yi's impression of Mingyue Pavilion worse and worse.
She was usually gentle and measured in her interactions with others, but when it came to Mingyue Pavilion, she believed a different approach was more suitable.
Zhan Fei and Chi Xiaoxi were also seeing Xu Yi's assertive side for the first time.
Zhan Fei was overjoyed, while Chi Xiaoxi's eyes shone brightly.
Wen Yi nervously clenched her fingers.
Senior Xu was drawing a clear line between her and Mingyue Pavilion.
Regardless of whether she could join the Fire Talisman Sect later, her existence was a stain on Mingyue Pavilion.
If she reappeared, Mingyue Pavilion would spare no effort to smear her, and her reputation would be ruined.
Wen Yi did not know what the elders of Mingyue Pavilion, who always valued their reputation, would react.
"Fellow Daoist Xu, Wen Yi is a disciple of my Mingyue Pavilion. Her whereabouts should be decided by us! Do not meddle in affairs that do not concern you!"
It was not Dragonhua Zhenren who spoke, but another elder of Mingyue Pavilion.
She had been harboring dissatisfaction with Xu Yi for a long time, and now she had a reason to vent.
"Meddle in affairs that do not concern me?" Xu Yi sneered, "Wen Yi is my sister. Would I just stand by and watch your Mingyue Pavilion people kill my sister without providing a valid reason?
Then, why don't I publicize this matter and let the fellow Daoists of the Nine Provinces Continent judge who is right and who is wrong!"
"You! You..."
The elder was speechless, blocked by Xu Yi.
"Enough!" Dragonhua Zhenren's face darkened. "Since Fellow Daoist Xu has made up her mind, Mingyue Pavilion will say no more. From this day on, Mingyue Pavilion no longer has a disciple named Wen Yi."
Dragonhua Zhenren knew that they had acted improperly. If the matter were truly publicized, Mingyue Pavilion would become a laughingstock of the Nine Provinces Continent, which was something she absolutely did not want to see.
Therefore, she could only grit her teeth and swallow this bitter fruit.
"It is indeed Dragonhua Zhenren who understands righteousness. Xu Yi respects you! Respects you!"
Xu Yi emphasized the last two words, and Dragonhua Zhenren felt a surge of frustration building in her chest, causing her chest to ache incessantly.
She gave Wen Yi a deep look, then withdrew her gaze. On the rest of the journey, she remained silent and exceptionally quiet.
Jingqiu Zhenren's memorial hall was set up in the sect leader's residence.
Many disciples were gathered outside the memorial hall, mourning and praying for the sect leader.
The arrival of Dragonhua Zhenren and Xu Yi's group immediately disturbed the quiet and solemn atmosphere of the place.
"Greetings, Grand Elder! Greetings..."
"You may withdraw for now. We have distinguished guests."
"Yes."
The disciples were very curious about Xu Yi's identity, but they did not dare to disobey the Grand Elder's orders, and they left in twos and threes.
"Fellow Daoist Xu, please," Dragonhua Zhenren's face looked even more weathered in a short period.
Xu Yi and Zhan Fei entered the memorial hall together, went to the side hall to get three sticks of incense, lit them, and placed them in the incense burner in the center of the hall to show their condolences.
Wen Yi and Chi Xiaoxi, as juniors, held incense and performed the kowtow ceremony.
After the ceremony, Xu Yi's gaze swept around the memorial hall, and she suddenly asked, "May I know if Jingqiu Zhenren's coffin is here?"
Xu Yi's earth-shattering question almost sent the elders of Mingyue Pavilion into a state of panic.
"Xu Yi! What do you want to do! Sect Leader Jingqiu has already passed away, are you still not going to let her rest in peace!"
Dragonhua Zhenren could no longer hold back and began to speak harshly.
After saying this, she felt that the frustration in her heart had been completely released.
Even if it meant angering Xu Yi and causing trouble, she couldn't care about it anymore.
"Dragonhua Zhenren, you misunderstand me. I only heard that Jingqiu Zhenren was harmed by a villain. Cherishing our past friendship, I have come specifically to help her uncover the truth."
"Nonsense! Sect Leader Jingqiu clearly died from inner demons, how could she have been harmed by a villain? This is clearly a fabricated excuse by you, with the purpose of humiliating Mingyue Pavilion!"
Dragonhua Zhenren spoke righteously, and the five elders behind her glared at Xu Yi with anger.
Xu Yi's gaze swept over their faces and she noticed that their expressions were identical, filled with anger and dissatisfaction towards her, but without any sign of panic, which meant that the murderer of Jingqiu Zhenren was likely not among them.
By eliminating them, Xu Yi had a slightly better grasp on the murderer of Jingqiu Zhenren.
However, the clues she had now were still too few.
"Why is Dragonhua Zhenren so sure that Sect Leader Jingqiu died from inner demons? Is there concrete evidence?" Xu Yi retorted.
"There is evidence, of course, but this is a private matter of my Mingyue Pavilion. Why should I tell you?"
Dragonhua Zhenren found Xu Yi extremely displeasing at this moment. If she hadn't known about the difference in their strength, she would have loved to throw Xu Yi out at that very moment.
"Because I suspect this matter is related to the Demon Race, and Mingyue Pavilion surely does not wish to be associated with the Demon Race, right?"
"The Demon Race?"
The faces of the elders of Mingyue Pavilion showed surprise, and a flash of astonishment crossed Zhan Fei's eyes.
The Demon Race had been silent on the Nine Provinces Continent for many years. Was it making a comeback?
Thinking of the records of the Demon Race's rebellion in ancient books, everyone's expression became solemn, and Dragonhua Zhenren's face softened.
Slaying demons and eradicating evil was the belief of all cultivators.
If this matter was truly related to the Demon Lord, then she would not dare to conceal the truth any longer.
But at this moment, a sharp voice rang out.
"You say it's related to the Demon Race just because you say so? Xu Yi, don't you think you're giving yourself too much credit!"
Cheng Yue Zhenren raised her eyebrows, spoke to Xu Yi sarcastically, and then said to Dragonhua Zhenren, "Grand Elder, I think Xu Yi is clearly fear-mongering. A thousand years ago, Immortal Jinghong signed a peace treaty with the Demon Race, and the Demon Race is currently trapped in Zhuzhou. How could they come to Angzhou to cause trouble!
It's clearly someone trying to stir up trouble by using the Demon Race to suppress our Mingyue Pavilion!"
Dragonhua Zhenren's eyelids twitched.
Cheng Yue Zhenren's words were not unreasonable.
Xu Yi frowned slightly.
This Cheng Yue Zhenren was truly annoying. She really wanted to use her spiritual power to shut her mouth again.
Xu Yi could have used forceful means to suppress the people of Mingyue Pavilion, but after thinking about it, she gave up the idea.
Since she had used the name of Xuanji Sect, she could no longer act as she pleased and do as she wished.
She drew a jade token from her storage ring and threw it to Dragonhua Zhenren, "Do you recognize this?"
Dragonhua Zhenren cautiously took the jade token and looked at it closely, and her gasp escaped her lips, "This is impossible!"