Chapter 119

Outside Qingtang Mountain, the sky was a clear, brilliant blue, dotted with languid, drifting clouds. A group of righteous cultivators stood poised in the sky, their robes fluttering. The men were strikingly handsome, the women ethereal as goddesses. It was a scene that should have been a feast for the eyes, yet it was marred by an agonizing, heavy silence. Mo Wentian, the Sect Master of Lieyang Mountain, had just uttered words intended to strike at the heart, causing the righteous cultivators behind him to stare at Qin Xueyan in astonishment. Their expressions were a cocktail of shock, pity, mockery, and excitement. While the Qingtang Sword Sect’s eradication of the Tianhuan Sect was undoubtedly a triumph for the righteous path—guaranteeing that Qingtang Mountain’s reputation would reach its zenith—the fact that Qin Xueyan, the very face of the sect for years, had been defiled by a scoundrel from the Demon Sect was an indelible stain.