Tang Zun snorted, his expression cold. "This Feng Ninghe is truly wicked! Does she really think that by hiding in the First Sect, she can do whatever she pleases, and no one in this world can touch her?"
Di Yang glanced at Tang Zun, not speaking immediately, and turned his gaze to the female disciple.
The female disciple who first discovered Wang Junzhao was curled up in a corner, trembling with fear.
Di Yang came to her side and asked in a low voice, "When you arrived here, did you see anyone?"
The female disciple's eyes widened in fear. After recalling carefully, she said hastily, "I... I did see a woman's figure rush past quickly. I followed that figure all the way here and didn't expect to see this scene."
"The jade pendant belongs to Feng Ninghe, she must be the one who did it!"
Feng Qingcheng spoke first, stopping her crying, and looked at the female disciple. "Could you see the woman's face clearly? Or were there any distinguishing features to her figure? Was it Feng Ninghe?"
Her words were full of insinuation.
They also reminded the female disciple of Feng Ninghe.
After thinking carefully, the female disciple nodded slightly. "I didn't see the woman's specific appearance clearly, but her figure does resemble Feng Ninghe."
Feng Qingcheng's heart rejoiced, but her expression did not change. Gritting her teeth, she spat out a few words with indignation. "It was her indeed. Junior Sister Junzhao accidentally offended her a few times, and this woman holds such a grudge that she would resort to such a cruel act!"
She clenched the jade pendant in her hand, wishing she could immediately avenge Wang Junzhao.
The disciples of the Immortal Sect were in an uproar.
"We must kill Feng Ninghe! Let her be like Immortal Xu, have her head cut off and hung on the gate of the Immortal Sect!"
"Exactly! Let everyone see what the retribution for one's evil deeds is!"
The disciples were extremely angry.
The reactions of everyone were within Feng Qingcheng's expectations. The corners of her lips curved upwards imperceptibly, and her mood was greatly improved.
These disciples were merely afraid that they would be next to die.
The Immortal Sect and Feng Ninghe had already formed a deep enmity. Who knew who this woman would target next.
Looking at the angry crowd before him, Di Yang frowned and lowered his voice. "A jade pendant doesn't prove anything, and there's no eyewitness who saw the killer's face. Without concrete evidence, she won't admit it."
Feng Qingcheng's gaze fell sharply on Di Yang, her expression solemn. "Sect Master, she has committed countless evils, killed Junior Brother Di, caused Elder Mo's death, and now she has extended her claws to Junior Sister Junzhao.
She will naturally not admit to the evil deeds she has committed. When have the disciples of our Immortal Sect ever suffered such humiliation? Other sects treat us with courtesy."
Tang Zun stepped forward and looked at everyone quietly. "This woman has repeatedly challenged the prestige of the Immortal Sect and is becoming more and more presumptuous. We cannot let her go. Even if she has become a disciple of the First Sect, we must make the First Sect hand her over!"
A woman with such talent had a boundless future, and she had the support of the King of Hell behind her.
If she were given enough time to grow, it might be impossible to kill her even with the entire Immortal Sect's might.
He had killed Immortal Xu, and Feng Ninghe was so vengeful, who knew when she would come to settle the score.
Feng Ninghe must be killed, otherwise, he would not be able to sleep or eat in peace.
Di Yang's heart suddenly became anxious, but he couldn't show it in front of everyone. He could only patiently say, "We don't even know the location of the First Sect now, how can we find her?"
The First Sect had been in hiding for many years, and it was not easy to find them.
"I know!"
Suddenly, a clear male voice came from not far away.
Bai Li Yang strode over.
When his gaze fell on Wang Junzhao, who was covered by clothes, his eyes changed subtly.
However, after a moment, he withdrew his gaze.
As long as he could help Feng Qingcheng, he was willing to pay any price.
As for Feng Ninghe, she was already a person who deserved to die. What difference would one more crime make?
Seeing Bai Li Yang, Feng Qingcheng could not hide her joy, and a smile veiled her face.
Fortunately, everyone's attention was on Bai Li Yang, and no one noticed her.
The entire Immortal Sect was now furious. Even if the First Sect wanted to protect her, they would have to reconsider.
She did not believe that the First Sect would be willing to offend the entire Jinling Sect to protect this bitch!
Di Yang's already irritated heart became even more agitated. He glanced at Bai Li Yang. "You know the location of the First Sect?"
A wisp of his son's remnant soul was still in Feng Ninghe's hands.
If Feng Ninghe died, Di Wenbin would likely not survive.
He had to find a way to save Feng Ninghe's life...
Bai Li Yang looked at the crowd before him. "Everyone, I went through a lot of trouble to find out the location of the First Sect. There were commoners in Jinling who had contact with disciples of the First Sect. We just need to prepare well, and we can set off for the First Sect at any time!"
Feng Qingcheng's heart also leaped with joy at this moment. She said with a somber gaze, "If we want to make a move, we must be well-prepared. This time, she must not be allowed to live!"
That woman should have died long ago, but she had lingered on until now.
She could not miss this great opportunity...
The members of the Immortal Sect gathered to discuss countermeasures, the atmosphere tense.
The atmosphere in the First Sect was completely different from that of the Immortal Sect.
In a room.
Feng Ninghe was sleeping soundly. She turned over and rolled from her bed onto Si Jianye's bed.
The bed suddenly sank, and Si Jianye also opened his eyes at this moment.
A face with exquisite features was sleeping soundly. The woman's long, dense eyelashes trembled slightly, and her flawless skin was clean and fair.
Si Jianye quietly looked at the face before him and instinctively reached out to gently caress the woman's face.
In her sleep, Feng Ninghe was like a sleeping beauty, shedding her arrogance and aloofness, appearing petite and pitiable.
Feng Ninghe sensed something, her delicate brows furrowed, but she still slept soundly.
She subconsciously reached out to hug, wanting to hold Si Xin Xin tighter.
This hug, however, ended up hugging Si Jianye. Her feet and hands clung tightly to Si Jianye, like an octopus.
Si Jianye instinctively reached out to push the woman beside him away, but halfway, he retracted his hand, his eyes fixed on Feng Ninghe.
Perhaps his gaze was too intense.
Feng Ninghe sensed the abnormality, her eyelids moved slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes, muttering intermittently, "Xin Xin, when did you get so big?"
The moment she opened her eyes, she unexpectedly met a deep gaze.
The man was looking at her quietly, his handsome face as indifferent as ever, but there was a hint of tenderness in his eyes.
Feng Ninghe's eyes widened instantly, and she sat up abruptly, her sleepiness completely swept away.
"Si Jianye! Why are you in my bed!"
She deliberately raised her voice, unable to hide the astonishment in her eyes.
Si Jianye slowly got up and sat on the bed, his well-defined fingers gently smoothing his clothes. The male voice that came from his mouth was very clear, "Feng Ninghe, you are in my bed."