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“Amitabha.” Chan Ji stepped forward in good time, interrupting the two. “Fellow Daoist, what exactly do you mean by the evidence that you mentioned, do you have substantial evidence?”
Lonemoon laughed coldly. “Of course I do.” With that, he pulled out a white stone.
“This is the Shadow Preserving Stone!” Chan Ji was taken aback and instantly understood what he meant. “Could it be that the truth has been recorded in the images in this stone.”
Lonemoon did not answer and directly sent a stream of Spirit Qi to activate the Shadow Preserving Stone on his hand.
Spirit Qi gathered above the stone at once and images appeared. It was the scene of the ascension ceremony of the one known as Yu Su back then in the Divine Imperial Sect, he sat in a huge array formation, receiving the Heavenly Tribulation, in the next moment, the image flashed into a secret room. Fatty laid in the middle of the sacrificial array, wounds all over his body, his blood streamed into the array formation and was sent into the defense array formation of the person going through the tribulations earlier.
The expressions of the various sects changed, there were even people who turned towards Sun Yu in disbelief, this wasn’t like what he had claimed earlier, any image of healing Fatty’s illness had become naturally weak.
“Ridiculous!” A trace of panic flashed across his face, but he still denied loudly, “Such completely sourceless images, how can it prove that we did it, though Hui Ze was in the blood array, there was no other people there, who knows if it’s you intentionally framing us?”
“Not admitting to it are you? Never mind, there’s more to come!” Lonemoon sneered mockingly, sure enough, the image switched in the next moment and several figures appeared.
It happened to be the scene of the three Traveling Immortals of the Divine Imperial Sect forcing Fatty into the sacrificial blood, this time, there weren’t only images but also sound, they could hear what the trio had said.
“Hui Ze, you knew that Yu Su has been at the peak stage of the Nascent Soul level for many years, his cultivation has stabilized and it’s time for him to ascend yet you still sneaked out secretly. The date of the ascension ceremony has been set and made known to the other sects, now we can only put you inside the array.”
“Hey, we don’t have a choice either, who told you to disobey us first, we didn’t want to be so cruel in the first place.”
“Yeah, let this be a lesson to you, don’t sneak out of the sect in private next time.”
As they spoke they pushed Fatty who looked numb into the blood array, then activated the aero blades and scraped cut after cut deep to the bone in his body.
All at once, dead silence fell on scene.
“Do we need more evidence?” Lonemoon questioned. These images had been recorded using the divine race’s recollection spell after he’d rescued Fatty back then, for this he’d even specially made a secret trip back to Divine Imperial Sect as he’d expected that they would definitely have a need for surveillance videos and what not. Only this spell had a time limit that they could only watch such a small bit, but it was already enough too.
Sun Yu and the rest did not dare to spout even a word in defense, their faces deathly pale, as if they’d a premonition of the condemnation that the Divine Imperial Sect would be receiving after this incident.
“Amitabha.” Chan Ji also sighed, disapproval filled in his gaze towards Sun Yu, his voice had also lowered. “Fellow Daoist Sun, Divine Imperial Sect used human flesh and blood as offerings to the array to increase cultivation. Such vicious actions make you as good as evil spirits, all of you have called yourself immortal cultivators in vain. That Benefactor Hui Ze seriously wounded all of you today is also understandable, it is all the sins that you have committed.”
Sun Yu did not dare to make a sound.
Chan Ji also continued to say, “As the Court Lord of Hao Ran Court, I certainly cannot condone such evil doings. Within three months from today, I ask that Benefactor Sun return and order the entire sect to cripple the cultivation that have been gained from using human flesh and blood, it is the same regardless of Soul Formation cultivators or Traveling Immortal cultivators. And in the next three hundred years, disciples of the sect cannot leave the sect grounds, this is to do justice for Fellow Daoist Hui Ze!”
“Court Lord…” Sun Yu was startled, seeming like he wanted to rebut.
“If there is any bit of hesitation from anyone…” Chan Ji did not wait for him to finish and continued, “The Hao Ran Court will head to Divine Imperial Sect and personally execute it on behalf of everyone!”
Sun Yu bowed his head, not daring to argue anymore, even the others in Divine Imperial Sect had lowered their heads. On the contrary, a trace of joy flashed across the eyes of the members of the other sects upon hearing that. Divine Imperial Sect was known as the top immortal sect in the Sacred Arrival Realm, they naturally had the most disciples. If their disciples were not allowed to leave the sect for three hundred years, this also meant that the other sects had an additional three hundred years to develop, by then, no one would know who would be the top!
“I ask everyone to sincerely repent and reflect on your past doings!” Chan Ji put his palms together and chanted once again.
Lonemoon glanced at the monk with some puzzlement, didn’t expect that this monk who’d charged out, wanting to deliver justice, was really something. These cultivators actually accepted his decision, with no intention of resisting.
Could it be that this so-called Hao Ran Court really had such great prestige, they were literally like the law enforcement agency and its relevant departments in the immortal realm.
“Fellow Daoist Hui Ze.” Chan Ji turned to look towards Fatty who was at the back, revealing a kind and gentle smile. “Your constitution is unique, even after practicing cultivation for so many years and traveling the world, I have yet to see such a special example, but such uniqueness might not be a blessing. Though you have found justice, but your days to come might not be too peaceful.”
What he’d meant to say was very obvious, as long as Fatty’s constitution isn’t settled, there would always be people coveting his flesh and blood, after all, flesh and blood that could directly increase cultivation was very difficult to not have thought about. Fatty naturally understood that too, his expression darkened.
“If you do not mind…” Chan Ji continued to suggest, “You may follow me back to Hao Ran Court for a short stay, everyone in my school are Buddhist cultivators and cannot stand the smell of blood at all. To you, I think it must be the most suitable place? After the storm blows over, you may then come and go as you please, what do you think?”
“Hao Ran Court?” Lonemoon frowned and replied subconsciously, “Why would Fatty follow you…”
“Sure!” Before he could finish, Shen Ying appeared out of nowhere and agreed to the monk’s suggestion right away.
Chan Ji faltered for a moment, peeping at Shen Ying who had suddenly appeared, he subconsciously glanced around his surroundings, where had this lady come from, he actually didn’t sense it at all.
“Shen Ying, what are you doing?” Lonemoon glared at her disapprovingly.
“Oh my Father Niu, we’ll get sick of eating little animals everyday, it’s time to switch up our tastes.”
“Scram!” When have you been this diligent?
But Shen Ying had already turned towards the monk. “Master Deng, can we bring family… and a tag-along to your home?” She pointed to Father Niu, then herself and Chef.
His surname wasn’t Deng? Chan Ji was dazed for a moment, before coming back to his sense, saying with his palms put together, “Since all of you are friends of Fellow Daoist Hui Ze, it is naturally possible.”
“Oh, then let’s go!” Shen Ying gestured at Chef. “Chef, quickly pack the belongings to set off.”
“Yes, Master. No problem, Master.”
Yi Qing looked around, recalling that there didn’t seem to be anything for him to pack, he conveniently lifted Fatty who was meditating…
Fatty: “…”
Rabbit: “…”
