"Speak up! Why aren't you talking anymore! Where is it?"
Lan Keren pressed forward as she saw Wen Yi hesitate.
Wen Yi lowered her head and shook it frantically. "No, I can't say. I promised my master I wouldn't reveal the whereabouts of the secret treasure."
After speaking, she suddenly raised her head again, took two steps forward, and knelt down before Lan Keren, begging, "Senior Sister Lan, I'm not lying. I swore before my master that I would never reveal any information about the secret treasure.
The secret treasure is truly not in my possession. If you don't believe me, I can swear on my Dao heart."
Wen Yi was not afraid of death, but she was afraid of implicating the junior sisters who had helped her.
For this reason, she was willing to bow down and kneel before Lan Keren.
However, Wen Yi did not know that Lan Keren was even more cold-blooded than she imagined.
Lan Keren was unmoved by her pleas.
"Junior Sister Wen, do you know that our master's secret treasure is a priceless treasure? You think a few casual words will make me let you all go? How naive."
Lan Keren leaned forward slightly, used her finger to lift Wen Yi's chin, and said coldly, "Junior Sister Wen, if you still refuse to speak, then I will execute these people one by one first, and then I will have a good time with you, alright?"
Wen Yi looked directly into Lan Keren's heartless eyes.
She saw from those eyes that Lan Keren was not bluffing.
As long as she remained silent, her junior sisters would die under Lan Keren's sword.
Which was more important, her promise to her master or the lives of her several junior sisters?
Wen Yi quickly reached a conclusion.
"I'll tell you. Don't touch them. I'll tell you."
Wen Yi trembled her lips as she uttered these words.
Lan Keren patted Wen Yi's cheek with satisfaction. "Very good, Junior Sister Wen is indeed a smart person. No wonder Master doted on you the most."
Wen Yi's cheek burned with pain.
It wasn't from Lan Keren's slap, but from overwhelming shame.
She would never forget her master pulling her hand and sternly demanding that she keep her mouth shut.
She had promised.
Now, she was about to break that promise.
"Master's secret treasure was taken by someone more than forty years ago. Master was worried that if the news leaked, Mingyue Pavilion would be ridiculed by everyone, so she endured in silence and did not let me reveal it to others."
Wen Yi thought that by revealing this secret, she could make Lan Keren give up, but she was wrong again.
"Wen Yi!"
"Ah!"
Wen Yi cried out in pain.
Lan Keren grabbed her hair tightly, forcing her to lift her head, exposing her long and fragile neck.
"Wen Yi, are you playing with me!" Lan Keren viciously pulled her hand up again. "Master is the top expert in Ye City, the sect leader of Mingyue Pavilion. Who could possibly snatch the secret treasure from her?
Even if you want to lie to me, can't you come up with a better excuse! Huh!"
"Senior Sister Lan, have you forgotten? Forty years ago, Master went out for a trip. After she returned, her spirit and strength were far less than before. It was during that time that Master was injured in a fight with someone, and the secret treasure was stolen!"
Wen Yi's face was contorted with pain, and her voice became sharp and piercing.
Not only Lan Keren and the others heard it, but Xu Yi, who was several miles away, also heard it.
Xu Yi's expression was strange.
She finally understood the whole story. It turned out that this matter was related to her.
The secret treasure that Senior Sister Lan was talking about was the Nine Dragon Cauldron that she had snatched from True Person Jing Qiu.
Senior Sister Lan thought the Nine Dragon Cauldron was in Wen Yi's possession, so she tried every means to get Wen Yi to hand it over. However, she didn't know that Wen Yi wasn't lying; the Nine Dragon Cauldron had long since left Mingyue Pavilion and was now in Xu Yi's hands.
Wen Yi was completely suffering an undeserved disaster.
What surprised Xu Yi was that True Person Jing Qiu was actually dead.
She remembered that although she had acted ruthlessly, she had not taken Jing Qiu's life, but rather crippled her cultivation from advancing further.
Now, after only fifty years, Jing Qiu had passed away, and Xu Yi couldn't help but suspect that there was more to it.
However, now was not the time to dwell on this. She needed to act. If she didn't intervene soon, Wen Yi's companions would suffer the same fate as Jing Qiu.
Lan Keren also remembered after Wen Yi's prompting.
Master had indeed disappeared for a period of time. When she returned, Master began to live in seclusion and rarely appeared.
Moreover, on that occasion, Master had gone out with Wang Biyun, but when they returned, it was Master and Wen Yi, and Wang Biyun was nowhere to be seen.
She had also asked Master about Wang Biyun's whereabouts but was scolded by Master and never dared to ask again.
Now, connecting these events, it seemed that everything could be explained.
Lan Keren's expression immediately became extremely ugly. "Who was the person who defeated Master? Where is he now?"
Lan Keren was unwilling.
She had exhausted almost all her savings for that secret treasure, only to get this result.
Her asking Wen Yi about the identity of the person who defeated Master was also an unconscious action.
If even Master was no match for that person, how could she possibly get the secret treasure back from them?
She just wanted an answer.
"She..." Wen Yi's pupils trembled, and she only managed to say one word before falling silent.
"Speak! Who is it!" Lan Keren forcefully shook her palm, the sharp tearing sensation making Wen Yi's face grow more pained.
"It's me."
Suddenly, an unfamiliar female voice rang out, and both Lan Keren and Wen Yi froze.
Wen Yi forgot her pain and stiffly turned her head to look in the direction of the voice, her mouth agape in disbelief.
Lan Keren instinctively loosened her grip, looking at the newcomer with surprise and uncertainty. "Who are you?"
The female cultivator before them wore a long green robe, her features were vivid, and she exuded an imposing spiritual presence.
Lan Keren immediately realized that this was someone she absolutely could not afford to provoke.
"Weren't you just asking who defeated your master and stole the secret treasure?" Xu Yi smiled slightly, her demeanor calm. "That person is me."
"It's you?"
Lan Keren's eyes widened in shock.
Then she reacted, let out a dry laugh, and shook her head, "Senior, you jest. How could it be you?"
Although Lan Keren only noticed Xu Yi's presence belatedly, she was sure that Xu Yi was passing by and not here specifically for Wen Yi.
Therefore, it absolutely couldn't be her.
"Your master is True Person Jing Qiu of Mingyue Pavilion, right? She provocatively came to my door without asking about right or wrong, so I taught her a lesson, and then I snatched the Nine Dragon Cauldron.
Wen Yi was present at the time and witnessed it firsthand. She can testify."
Lan Keren looked at Wen Yi dazedly.
Wen Yi's shock was no less than hers. Her lips trembled, but she couldn't utter a single word.
Lan Keren and Wen Yi were fellow disciples. She believed she knew Wen Yi reasonably well. Seeing her expression, Lan Keren could confirm that Xu Yi was not lying.
Lan Keren immediately panicked. "Senior, I don't know... I, I didn't mean anything... I just..."
Lan Keren stammered, not knowing what she was saying, and finally fell silent under Xu Yi's cold gaze.
Xu Yi then strode forward, walked to Wen Yi's front, extended a hand, and looked at Wen Yi.
Wen Yi's eyes welled up.
Sister.