Feng Qingcheng played the victim, using this as an excuse to mobilize the entire Xianren Sect against Feng Ninghe.
In the end, the true culprit was Feng Qingcheng!
Feng Xing gritted her teeth, a chill clinging to her face. "I cannot swallow this insult. This person slandered my master so brazenly, I will make her pay!"
Di Wenbin lowered his head, his gaze unfocused, muttering intermittently, "How could Sister Qingcheng become like this? She clearly loved and cared for her disciples, treating us so well, but now..."
He could not accept this reality, weeping in disbelief.
Looking at the grief-stricken Di Wenbin before her, Feng Ninghe let out a cold laugh, her gaze filled with disdain as she looked at him. "You never truly knew her. Feng Qingcheng has been this way from the start."
To achieve her goals, Feng Qingcheng would not hesitate to kill her fellow disciples.
And Feng Qingcheng had indeed achieved her goals.
Now, everyone believed Feng Ninghe to be the murderer, deserving of death.
If not for her own cultivation and the widespread belief that she had a close relationship with Si Jianye, Feng Ninghe would have died countless times by now.
Di Wenbin was overcome with grief, tears streaming down his face. "How could Sister Qingcheng treat me like this! I have always respected and loved her! Why would she attack me!"
"Naturally, it was to slander me."
Feng Ninghe opened her lips, her cold words slowly escaping. "With your death, everyone would believe I was the culprit. Feng Qingcheng used your death to make me the target of everyone's wrath."
Di Wenbin looked up in shock, staring at her in disbelief. "What are you saying? Sister Qingcheng slandered you as my killer?"
She nodded slowly, her gaze casually meeting Di Wenbin's. "Precisely. After your death, your dear senior sister used your situation to gain everyone's sympathy. The people of Xianren Sect not only followed her lead but also showed her great respect."
Di Wenbin gritted his teeth and said no more, his expression a complex mix of emotions.
He had never imagined that the senior sister he deeply admired would treat him this way.
"Di Wenbin, this is your good senior sister! You even acted against us for her sake, and now you regret it?"
Bai Niannian glared at him, her eyes filled with a hint of contempt. "Feng Qingcheng is a heartless wretch. Look at what she has done to you!"
Di Wenbin's expression became more self-reproachful, his heart burning with anger.
If he had known he would die by Feng Qingcheng's hand, he would have prepared himself!
Feng Ninghe slightly raised her eyes, her slender hand lifting a cup of tea to drink. "Do you not have a divine artifact protecting you? How could Feng Qingcheng have harmed you? Tell me the entire sequence of events."
Mentioning this, Di Wenbin's face showed a hint of anger, and without a word, he said, "After I received the note, I went to the small bamboo forest. Then I saw Feng Qingcheng waiting in the woods! She lied to me about the divine artifact having problems, and out of trust, I gave it to her!"
Without the divine artifact's protection, how could he have been Feng Qingcheng's match?
In the end, Feng Qingcheng devoured the divine artifact, and he died.
As if remembering something, Di Wenbin quickly looked at Feng Ninghe. "I am already dead, am I not? Why do I still have a wisp of a remnant soul?"
After death, the soul could not live long and would soon disappear.
Although he was now without a physical body, he still had a soul, making him only half-alive.
"Naturally, it was Master who saved you."
Xiao Zhao crossed her arms, her young, round face showing a hint of displeasure. "If Master hadn't arrived in time, you would have already been scattered into dust, with no chance of being alive now! Do you know Master used many medicinal herbs on you to help you awaken?"
Di Wenbin's complexion immediately changed, turning from pale to ashen, his lips trembling in disbelief. "It... Feng Ninghe saved me?"
Xiao Zhao snorted haughtily. "If not Master, who else could have saved you?"
Di Wenbin looked at Feng Ninghe in horror, his eyes filled with astonishment. "You actually saved me?"
He had done many wrong things, and often confronted Feng Ninghe.
Logically, this woman would have wished him dead, so why would she have saved him?
Sensing his confusion, Feng Ninghe said dismissively, "I saved you to prove my own innocence. If you had truly died, then even the Yellow River could not wash away my guilt."
If not for this, why would she have been so kind as to save Di Wenbin?
Saving this foolish and ignorant person was pointless; keeping him alive was a waste of spiritual energy.
Although Di Wenbin was foolish, he was not an inherently evil person.
Immediately, he unhesitatingly placed his hand on his chest and vowed, "I am not someone who forgets kindness. Since you saved me, I will surely clear your name. I will definitely have my father give you all sorts of treasures!"
Bai Niannian couldn't help but snort. "That's more like it. Now that the truth is out, Di Wenbin, you will come with me to Xianren Sect, and we will settle the score with Feng Qingcheng!"
"Alright!"
Di Wenbin nodded without hesitation. "I also want to know why she wanted to kill me!"
"You cannot go."
Suddenly, a male voice sounded from outside the house.
Gongyi Yuan, carrying a wine gourd, stepped forward unhurriedly. "You only have a remnant soul left. If anything were to happen, and your soul disappears, you would be completely dead."
Feng Ninghe glanced at the spatial jade bracelet on her wrist and said softly, "With the spatial jade bracelet, he will be safe. He only needs to appear at the crucial moment."
She did not want to expend too much effort on Di Wenbin. She only wanted to clear her own name and make everyone understand that Feng Qingcheng was the true culprit.
Gongyi Yuan smiled and his gaze fell on Si Jianye. "King of the Underworld, I believe you know why I don't want him to go. Why don't you explain it?"
The man's cold eyes slowly fell on Gongyi Yuan.
After a moment, he withdrew his gaze and said in a deep voice, "Di Wenbin's remnant soul is too weak. Even a slight breeze could be fatal. Unless his body is reshaped, he is not suitable to leave your spatial jade bracelet."
Hearing the simple words, Feng Ninghe raised her eyebrows.
Reshaping a body was extremely troublesome. To do so much for someone who was not important to her.
Feng Ninghe glanced at the spatial jade bracelet and let out a muffled hmph. "Forget it. Let him fend for himself. Reshaping his body should be Di Yang's responsibility. I will send you back to Xianren Sect, and your affairs will be none of my concern from now on."
Gongyi Yuan deliberately reached out and pointed at the spatial jade bracelet on her wrist. "The jade bracelet you wear is an invaluable divine artifact capable of containing souls. Di Yang does not possess such a precious item. If Di Wenbin leaves, he will surely not live long."
A soul so weak that it had no divine artifact to reside in would perish soon.
Feng Ninghe said dismissively, "It doesn't matter. Hand him over to Di Yang. How he saves him is not my concern; that is Di Yang's responsibility."