I made the entire cultivation world cry

Chapter 611 Betrayal (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

The moment Tinglan Sword Master appeared, his overwhelming Nascent Soul aura instantly quelled the tense atmosphere.

Like a drowning man grasping at a straw, Jackal Feather's eyes blazed with an intense will to survive. He lunged at Sword Master Tinglan, his voice urgent.

"Sword Master Tinglan, you've finally arrived! You must avenge this junior!"

Jackal Feather looked at Jiang Yi, Jiang Yurong, and the others, speaking rapidly.

"They deliberately set a trap to harm me, causing my sect to suffer such heavy losses! Sword Master, please be aware that Jiang Heying and these Northern Xuan cultivators must have made things difficult for my Qiantian Sect because of Xuanling Zhenzun. But that is a grudge between Xuanling Zhenzun and the Northern Xuan cultivators. What does it have to do with my Qiantian Sect and my Chaiyu Sect?"

"We have gathered here for the grand plan of suppressing the demons, to resist the demonic tide, and for the survival of humanity! The people here are unpredictable, and Jackal Feather can no longer stay. I implore Sword Master to uphold justice, otherwise... otherwise..."

"That's perfect, take your men and get out of here!"

Jiang Yi interrupted Chai Yu's performance, making no attempt to hide the murderous intent in her eyes.

"you!"

Jackal's chest heaved violently, but he could only suppress his anger because Tinglan was present. Otherwise, he would definitely fight Jiang Heying. He refused to believe that he, with his cultivation level close to the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm, could not defeat a little girl who had only recently formed her Nascent Soul.
Sword Master Tinglan frowned slightly, his gaze sweeping over the ravaged battlefield and the tense standoff between the two sides, finally settling on Jiang Yi.

"Jiang Heying, you speak."

Seeing that Jackal Feather was about to speak again, Sword Master Tinglan raised his hand to stop him.

"You shut up first. I will not listen to anyone's words."

Cangyi Xingjun of Qingwei Sword Sect serves as the leader of the Mountain and Sea Alliance. Naturally, the other members of Qingwei Sword Sect take on various affairs within the alliance. Tinglan Sword Venerable is in charge of the law enforcement hall along the Zhenmo Pass.

Jiang Yi did not answer Tinglan immediately, but looked again at Jiang Yurong, who remained silent beside her.

Jiang Yurong felt Jiang Yi's gaze and nodded slightly. She raised her hand without saying a word. Xu Manxiu behind her immediately took two recording stones from the other two sword cultivators beside her. Adding the one in his hand, there were three in total, which he handed to Jiang Yurong.

The photographic stones they use are of extremely high quality; once the image inside is altered, the stone will shatter on its own, making it impossible to fake.

Jiang Yi smiled. Her mother had served as the leader of the Northern Profound Immortal Alliance for many years and had to deal with countless disputes every day. She understood the importance of leaving a trace of everything.

Jiang Yurong's voice was clear and calm, "When the demonic tide suddenly attacked, my Xuan Ying Sword Sect disciples happened to be hunting demons in the nearby sea. They saw that the cultivators here were besieged by demons and were in imminent danger, so they rushed to their aid. In order to avoid disputes afterward and to prove our innocence, at the beginning of the rescue, I ordered three of my disciples to record the entire rescue process from different locations using a recording stone. I ask Sword Master to take a look."

Jackal Feather True Lord was struck by lightning once again. He never expected that Jiang Yurong would be so shrewd and calm in such a life-or-death situation.

A barely perceptible hint of approval flashed in Tinglan Sword Master's eyes as she accepted the three memory stones.

The moment his divine sense entered, the scene that rushed out from the image stone shocked Tinglan Sword Master to his core!
In the scene, Jiang Yurong, dressed in a white robe stained with blood, leads a group of Xuan Ying Sword Sect disciples into the demonic tide without fear.

Her swordplay was devoid of any frills; every move was precise and efficient. Even the tearing of her shoulder by the demonic claws did not slow her swordplay in the slightest, but instead added a touch of iron-blooded and murderous aura.

What moved Tinglan even more were the dozen or so sword cultivators behind her.

Despite their small numbers and limited cultivation levels (all at the Golden Core stage), they fought their way forward like a unified force amidst the demonic tide.

Under Jiang Yurong's guidance, their sword formation nimbly cut through the surging tide of demons. They worked in perfect harmony, alternating between offense and defense, their sword light weaving like a net, instantly shredding the attacking demons and displaying power no less than that of a Nascent Soul cultivator.

Even in the critical moment when their leader was wounded, the formation only faltered slightly before unleashing an even more ferocious counterattack. This was the trust and coordination forged through years of bloody battles. What a formidable force of the Xuan Ying Sword Sect!
What a beautiful Jiang Yurong!

Tinglan was amazed. Such iron-blooded bravery, such exquisite sword formation, such leadership style—no wonder she was able to carry the banner of the Immortal Alliance in such a desperate place as Beixuan and lead the Beixuan sect to resist the demonic tide for so many years.

While admiring him, Tinglan felt a strong sense of regret. He was decisive in killing, skilled in command, and his swordsmanship was superb. He was truly a pillar of the human race and a general!
The Lingxu Sword Sect and Jiang Yunye couldn't even retain such a talent?
While Tinglan was excited, she noticed that the jackal and others in the scene were all cowering in the back, unmoved by the bloody battle of the Xuan Ying Sword Sect. Even when Jiang Yurong reminded them, not a single cultivator from the Qian Tian Sect stepped forward to help.

In the end, Jackal Feather even spoke ill of the Xuan Ying Sword Sect disciples who had saved their lives, which was utterly foolish and unforgivable!

Tinglan withdrew her divine sense and looked at Jackal Feather again. Her eyes had turned icy cold, and the pressure of a Nascent Soul cultivator enveloped Jackal Feather.

"Jackal Feather, the inscription on the recording stone is crystal clear. Shouldn't you give the Mountain and Sea Alliance an explanation?"

Jackal Feather's legs went weak, his eyes darting around in panic, his lips trembling, "Sword Master... Sword Master, please forgive me! This matter... this matter has a cause! If it weren't for... if it weren't for Jiang Heying forcibly seizing the seabed mine that rightfully belonged to my Qiantian Sect, and... and detaining the cultivators my sect sent to negotiate, causing my sect to suffer a severe shortage of resources for setting up formations and a lack of manpower, then... that's why we were unable to resist the demonic tide and suffered heavy losses!"

In his death throes, he tried to shift the blame to Jiang Yi and deny the existence of the mine.

Jiang Yi sneered and shook his head, his eyes looking at a clown.

"Jackal Feather, I'm giving you one last chance. Speak again, and speak properly!"

Faced with absolute strength, some things don't need explanation. So what if she deducted money from people's accounts?

The reasons and the process are not important.

The result is the most important thing!

Just as Jackal Feather was at a loss and tried to continue his desperate struggle, a short and stout Golden Core cultivator suddenly stood out from the crowd and shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Sword Master, please forgive me! Every word spoken by True Monarch Jackal Feather is false; all of this is the result of his stubbornness and arrogance!"

Everyone looked over and discovered that the speaker was Cheng Mingda, the Golden Core steward who had always been by Chai Yu's side!

Jackal Feather stared at Cheng Mingda in disbelief, “Cheng Mingda! You…you dare?!”

Cheng Mingda didn't even glance at Jackal Feather, speaking rapidly and loudly, as if afraid others wouldn't hear him.

"Sword Master, please be discerning! I am Cheng Mingda, not a disciple of the Qiantian Sect. I was forcibly conscripted here by the Qiantian Sect a few months ago. I am nominally in charge, but in reality, I am a slave! The claim by True Monarch Jackal Feather that the mine has been seized and his disciples have been detained is a complete fabrication. The wicked are the ones who have made the false accusation!"

Cheng Mingda spilled the beans, revealing the whole truth. He had already thoroughly studied the rules of the Mountain and Sea Alliance and knew that Chai Yu had committed a capital offense that required him to be killed as a warning to others.

Just as the Demon Suppression Pass was newly built and facing the demon tide for the first time, in addition to rewarding those who had made contributions, it was necessary to kill a few bad apples to deter the entire alliance.

Anyone present who wasn't blind could see that Jackal's power was waning, and if he didn't abandon his evil ways and redeem himself through meritorious service, his final fate wouldn't be good.

"Instead of reflecting on his own faults, True Lord Jackal sent a message to the Mountain and Sea Alliance to slander Sword Lord Crane Shadow. The island's defenses have fallen and the demonic tide is rampant, all because of True Lord Jackal's incompetence and dereliction of duty! I have reached my limit and dare not associate with him any longer. I implore the Sword Venerable to investigate thoroughly, to give Sword Lord Crane Shadow justice, and to clear Fellow Daoist Bei Xuan's name!"

The entire room fell silent, and everyone's gaze slowly shifted from Cheng Mingda to Jackal Feather.

(End of this chapter)