"That's Gong Yi Yuan, the First Sect's Sect Master!"
Someone in the crowd recognized Gong Yi Yuan.
The various major sects had gathered here for reasons unknown.
A sect elder, filled with emotion, looked at Gong Yi Yuan, "The First Sect vanished without a trace overnight, and we thought something terrible had happened! It's wonderful that the First Sect is still here!"
Another sect elder approached Gong Yi Yuan, bowing respectfully, "Senior, what exactly happened a thousand years ago? Why did you and your entire sect disappear?"
Everyone was curious about the First Sect.
After the First Sect retired, their disciples seemed to have evaporated into thin air.
Facing the questions, Gong Yi Yuan said dismissively, "It's nothing, I just suddenly found it uninteresting and retired."
He cared not for fame or fortune.
Whether the First Sect became the head of all sects, he was indifferent.
"Feng Ning He, you're not dead?"
Seeing Feng Ning He, Tang Zun couldn't hide the astonishment in his eyes, his gaze constantly scanning her.
Having been poisoned by the Black Litchi, she should have had no chance of survival.
If this woman could leave the secret realm to find an antidote, perhaps there would be a sliver of hope, but she was still in the secret realm. Where did she get the antidote from?
Feng Ning He raised a radiant smile, "Since you old bastards are still alive, how could I leave before you?"
Her smile was radiant and unrestrained.
Tang Zun's expression turned green with anger, then white. After a moment, he regained his composure and said unhurriedly, "My life is long, but I can't say the same for yours."
His sarcastic tone clearly held hidden meaning.
Feng Ning He ignored Tang Zun.
She strode towards Feng Qing Cheng, "Feng Qing Cheng, we have an account to settle."
For some reason, looking at Feng Ning He before her, Feng Qing Cheng's heart inexplicably tightened, and an invisible fear enveloped her.
She instinctively took two steps back, creating a slight distance before speaking, "Speaking of settling accounts, I haven't even settled with you, and you have the nerve to settle with me?"
Feng Qing Cheng then looked at Si Jian Ye, biting her lip, her eyes slightly red, as if she had suffered immense grievance, "My Lord..."
Si Jian Ye remained indifferent, his solitary figure standing tall, his mask completely obscuring his handsome face, making his features unreadable.
Feng Ning He moved swiftly forward, her hand striking Feng Qing Cheng's cheek!
*Slap!*
The crisp sound of a slap echoed throughout the entire area.
The cultivators who had been chattering around them instantly fell silent.
They looked at Feng Ning He with wide eyes, as if witnessing something horrifying.
This woman had actually slapped Feng Qing Cheng?
Not far away, Mei Zi Ling's pupils contracted slightly, "This Feng Ning He... she truly has a lot of nerve."
To slap Feng Qing Cheng in front of the disciples of the Immortal Sect was a complete disregard for Tang Zun and the Immortal Sect.
Mei Zi Ling's gaze returned to Feng Ning He.
This woman was accompanied by many people, even the Underworld King of Xi You Continent. It was no wonder Feng Ning He was so audacious.
Ultimately, Feng Ning He was just someone who relied on others.
"This..."
Feng Qing Cheng was shocked, clutching her stinging cheek, "You... you dare to hit me?"
There were people all around.
These cultivators seemed to have gotten wind of something and were all flocking to the scene.
Being slapped in full view of everyone, where would her dignity go?
Feng Ning He lowered her eyes, as if disgusted, and took out a handkerchief to gently wipe her hand. Her clear, feminine voice slowly spoke, "So what if I hit you?"
"Well hit!"
Gong Yi Yuan clapped his hands in approval, his eyes filled with admiration as he looked at Feng Ning He, "As expected of my disciple, Gong Yi Yuan. This kind of spirit is what our First Sect should possess."
Xiao Zhao, as if struck by a thought, quickly clapped his hands, "Master, well hit!"
Feng Xing and Bai Nian Nian also quickly applauded and cheered.
The crisp applause reached Feng Qing Cheng's ears. She looked at Si Jian Ye, her eyes red, her sweet voice filled with grievance, "My Lord, did you see clearly? This shrew has always been this unruly. She was deliberately faking it in front of you!"
Even after being slapped, she hadn't forgotten to complain.
"Qing Cheng, are you alright!"
Feng Qing Cheng's grievance did not cause the slightest ripple in Si Jian Ye's expression, but it made Bai Li Yang rush over immediately, his eyes filled with concern.
His appearance also caused Feng Qing Cheng's heart to flutter.
She looked at Si Jian Ye with a hint of urgency, but he wouldn't even spare her a glance.
The surrounding cultivators, however, erupted in a clamor, "Feng Ning He is Gong Yi Yuan's disciple! Even though the First Sect has retired, their strength remains undiminished! She's actually Gong Yi Yuan's disciple!"
"This woman has such an opportunity! I wish I could join the First Sect!"
"I heard that the First Sect's library houses countless precious secret manuals from all sorts of sects. If I could enter the library, my cultivation would surely improve! From now on, we must never offend Feng Ning He..."
*Slap!*
Another crisp slap landed.
The surrounding discussions immediately ceased.
This time, the slap landed on Bai Li Yang's cheek.
Bai Li Yang, as the Zhenyang King of Li Kingdom, had never been slapped by a woman before.
As the slap landed, he stared at Feng Ning He in disbelief, "You dare to hit me?"
He was a righteous man, and a majestic Zhenyang King, yet he had been slapped by a mere wench!
Feng Ning He slightly raised her eyelids, her gaze sweeping over the two before her, "She was slapped once, and you're heartbroken. Then you shall bear it with her."
Her nonchalant voice suggested she didn't take any of this seriously.
It was as if she had merely struck ordinary cats and dogs.
Bai Li Yang abruptly stepped forward, attempting to stab Feng Ning He with his sword.
Before the long sword could even touch Feng Ning He's sleeve, Bai Li Yang's body was bound by a powerful spiritual force, rendering him completely immobile.
Feng Ning He looked at Bai Li Yang with disdain, "Your cultivation is far inferior to mine, yet you have the courage to attack me. I truly wonder how your head grew so large."
Bai Li Yang wanted to curse, but his mouth felt as if it were stuffed, all words stuck in his throat.
Even with all his strength, he couldn't retract his hand, his entire body frozen in place.
Feng Ning He's gaze fell upon Feng Qing Cheng, her voice icy like shards of ice, "You poisoned me with the Black Litchi, wanting my life. Did you really think you could escape unscathed?"
She did not have concrete evidence of Feng Qing Cheng killing Di Wen Bin.
But she had to settle the score for herself now.
If it weren't for the anomaly in Feng Gu and the appearance of the Blood Phoenix, she would have died long ago.
This matter could not be easily dismissed.
Under that icy gaze, Feng Qing Cheng's heart inexplicably chilled. She instinctively retreated a few steps, "Feng Ning He, you murdered Sect Master Di and Elder Mo, and you have an irreconcilable feud with the Immortal Sect! So what if I poisoned you?"