Holding the space chat group, the cannon fodder female supporting role ascended

Chapter 377 Confusing right and wrong

Yunxi watched this scene calmly, wanting to see how long that evil spirit could hold out.

"Ancestor, I beg you!"

Feng Jiarong's screams even drowned out the man's wails on the ground.

The moment Feng Jiarong turned around, a ball of light shot out of the male cultivator's sea of ​​consciousness and headed straight for Feng Jiarong's brow.

Yunxi had been waiting for this moment. She raised her hand and made a hand seal, and a lightning net blocked the ball of light three inches from Feng Jiarong's brow, then wrapped the ball of light and brought it in front of Yunxi.

The male cultivator, who had been wailing, was now completely still, with only faint breathing indicating that he was still alive. At this moment, a small purple flame flickered out of the male cultivator's body and floated back into Yunxi's palm.

Feng Jiarong hadn't recovered from the sudden turn of events. She plopped down on the ground, no longer begging the ancestor to save her, and stared blankly at the ball of divine soul light.

Yunxi pushed the ball of divine soul light in front of Ancestor Feng Feng and said:
"Ancestor, you should search it yourself, so that some people won't say that I'm interfering in the Feng family's affairs."

Ancestor Feng Feng gathered his strength again, glared at the distraught Feng Jiarong, and then spread out his divine sense to begin searching her soul.

Without the protection of a physical body, the soul is at the mercy of others and vanishes completely into the air in a short while.

Ancestor Feng Feng raised his hand and sucked Feng Jiarong into his palm, then said coldly:
"Feng Jiarong, you are truly a fine disciple of the Feng family. What benefits did Zhao Qinan give you that made you betray your own family?"

Feng Jiarong choked back tears as she spoke:
"Ancestor, no, that's not it. He said he could help me quickly improve my cultivation level. He wouldn't lie to me."

Yunxi could only scoff. This was the ultimate example of a love-struck fool. She believed everything people said without any judgment whatsoever. She was a cultivator herself; didn't she know any ways to quickly improve her cultivation?

Besides taking pills and consuming rare and precious herbs, the only other option left is dual cultivation. However, this is a zero-sum game. If your cultivation level increases rapidly, will the other person be willing to accept it? They'll probably just keep her as a potential cultivation vessel.

Feng Feng's next words confirmed Yun Xi's guess.

"You idiot, Zhao Qinan is feeding you with pills to use you as a furnace to help him break through to the Golden Core stage. Go and search his storage bag and see what he has hidden inside."

Feng Feng really didn't want to say anything more to such an idiot.

Feng Jiarong scrambled to Zhao Qinan's side in a panic, took off the storage bag from his waist, and emptied out all the contents. A moment later, a small mountain of things was piled up on the ground, containing all sorts of items.

After scanning the ground with her divine sense, Yunxi slightly raised her hand and absorbed several items into her hand. One of them was a black token, which was somewhat similar to the one she had used when she entered the Su family's secret realm. The aura on it was undoubtedly that of an evil cultivator, but the patterns were slightly different.

"Could this be a token for entering another secret realm?"

Yunxi played with the token in her hand and guessed.

Suddenly, Dian Dian transmitted her voice:

"Master, this token has a familiar scent. May Diandian smell it?"

"of course."

Dian Dian peeked out from Yun Xi's sleeve, sniffed the black token with its little nose, and then transmitted its voice:

"Master, do you still remember that demonic cultivator who investigated the Su family's secret realm in the middle of the night?"

"Of course, his presence is on it?"

"Yes, but it's very faint now. This token once passed through his hands." Dian Dian explained very clearly.

"Interesting. It seems this demonic cultivator is undoubtedly a henchman of the evil cultivators."

Then Yunxi turned to Feng Feng and said:
“Ancestor, this token is a pass to the hiding place of the evil cultivators. I need to take it back to the sect so that I can find out their hiding place.”

"Okay, take it back with you."

Yun Xi flipped her hand and took the token, then looked at the second jade slip. It was protected by a restriction, which she easily broke with a light touch. She glanced at its contents, then tossed the jade slip to Feng Jiarong, saying indifferently:

"Take a look at the cultivation technique inside the jade slip. Did he allow you to practice it?"

Looking at the various female cultivator robes on the ground, Feng Jiarong's face turned pale and then flushed, as if she had been dyed. These robes were clearly not the style she usually wore, so they must belong to other female cultivators. It seemed that Zhao Qinan had done many shameful things behind her back.

The jade slip that Yunxi threw over became the last straw that broke her back, because the cultivation method recorded inside was not an orthodox dual cultivation method at all, but an evil technique that plundered the cultivation of the other person through dual cultivation. Most importantly, Feng Jiarong was the one being plundered, and she had already begun to cultivate this technique.

"Why! Why did this happen? I love him so much!"

Feng Jiarong's hands were trembling as she held the jade slip, but Yun Xi showed her no sympathy whatsoever.

Ancestor Feng Feng had regained his composure and said in a cold voice:
“You chose your own cultivation partner, and you didn’t discuss it with your family when you changed your cultivation method. You made the decision on your own. Since you don’t trust your family, you have to take responsibility for your choice.”

After Feng Feng finished speaking, he pulled Feng Jiarong back into his palm and began to forcibly reverse her meridians to dissipate her internal energy.

Feng Jiarong said with a face full of terror:
"Ancestor, no! I beg you! Please don't ruin my cultivation!"

Feng Jiarong struggled desperately, but her cultivation was insufficient, and she was unable to break free from the Golden Core cultivator's grasp. In less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Feng Jiarong's cultivation level plummeted back to the mortal realm, and she became incredibly old, with wrinkles on her face so deep they could trap a mosquito.

Old Master Feng then released his grip and raised his voice:
"Send Feng Jiarong back to the mortal world. She must never set foot in the cultivation world again, or she will be killed without mercy."

Two disciples of the Feng family immediately entered the council hall, intending to take the two crippled individuals away. However, Feng Jiarong suddenly glared fiercely at Yun Xi and burst out:
"You're a jinx; every time you come to the Feng family, nothing good comes of it. The Feng family will be dragged down by you sooner or later. I'll be waiting to see what happens to you."

Before he could utter the last word, Yunxi snapped his neck from a distance. It's better not to keep such a person who twists the truth. If he were to be used by evil cultivators, he would become a sharp blade aimed at the Feng family.

"Ancestor, Yunxi has overstepped her bounds. However, I am still a Nascent Soul True Monarch. Shouldn't the Feng family disciples give me at least some respect?"

With a cold face, Feng Feng directly unleashed his own inner fire, completely obliterating Feng Jiarong. Only then did his expression soften as he said:

"Yunxi, don't be angry. This kind of traitor to the family is not worthy of being a disciple of the Feng family. You did nothing wrong. My cultivation is not as good as yours. I was just a step slower."

Feng Feng was absolutely telling the truth. The Feng family had received a lot of care from Yun Xi, but the family disciples did not know how to be grateful and even turned around and blamed him. He had never taught his family disciples to do that.

Yunxi nodded in satisfaction. As long as Ancestor Feng Feng was clear-headed, that was fine. As for how the remaining Feng family disciples viewed her, she didn't care, because there were no eternal companions on the path of cultivation.

After the remaining Feng family disciples were verified, Yunxi quickly returned to the Wei family mansion.

Dian Dian suddenly transmitted her voice:
"Master, something's not right with the Wei family!"

　See you tomorrow, kids!

　　(End of this chapter)