This is the true immortal of the Taoist sect.

Qingfeng poured He Ying a cup of tea and handed it to her.

He Ying accepted the tea, thanked her, and looked at the tea in her hand, unsure whether to drink it or not, feeling quite awkward.

Li Daoxuan broke the deadlock by asking:

"Miss He, what brings you here from afar?"

He Ying was taken aback, opened her mouth, but seemed unable to speak.

Chen Jing's face was full of helplessness.

He naturally knew He Ying's purpose in coming, and upon hearing Li Daoxuan's inquiry, he sighed and said:

"Sir, this matter... is my fault."

Li Daoxuan was somewhat puzzled.

"Oh? What is it?"

Chen Jing seemed unwilling to speak, but now that things had come to this point, he could no longer conceal it.

So he said apologetically:

"It all comes down to the amulet that the gentleman gave me."

"I survived a near-death experience that day, and it was only thanks to the amulet that the master protected me that I was able to live."

"And that scene was witnessed by his comrades in the army."

"So rumors started circulating in the army that I had a protective treasure on me."

"This matter reached the General, arousing his suspicion."

"Although the final search did not find any treasures, the General did not pursue the matter further because of my military merits."

At this point, Chen Jing turned to look at He Ying, his expression complex, and said:

"Senior sister is exceptionally intelligent and has personally witnessed the master's miraculous abilities. She must have guessed back then that the amulet I have came from the master."

"That's why my senior sister followed me here, wanting to find out the truth, right?"

He Ying's face flushed red, and she remained silent.

Chen Jing looked pained, torn between his fellow disciple and his savior.

He was caught in the middle, torn between two options, unsure of how to proceed.

Li Daoxuan, however, saw things more deeply than him.

He understood He Ying from the first time they met; she was a woman of questionable character, who admired the strong and was arrogant.

She may understand that she doesn't pose any threat to Li Daoxuan with her abilities, but she still dared to come, which means she must have made up her mind to report that Li Daoxuan possesses a protective treasure.

She might have even betrayed Li Daoxuan before she arrived.

Thinking of this, Li Daoxuan couldn't help but sigh and said:

"Miss He, although we don't have much of a relationship, you are, after all, Brother Chen's senior sister. If you want a protective talisman, I will certainly not be stingy and refuse to give it to you."

"But what you did... was really not very honorable."

He Ying's face turned extremely ugly after Li Daoxuan's words, and Chen Jing, who was standing to the side, was also in a bit of a predicament.

All members of the Feiyun Sect aged fifteen and above went to the battlefield.

More than a year has passed, and less than a third of the disciples are still alive.

Chen Jing came here with the intention of asking Li Daoxuan for a protective talisman on behalf of his fellow disciples.

But with He Ying making such a scene, how could he possibly speak up?

He Ying lowered her head, biting her lip, her eyes filled with resentment.

"Radiance... Ah..."

She chuckled softly.

"Does Mr. Li think that someone like me, He Ying, is not qualified to sit at the same table with you? Does he think I'm only interested in profit and full of scheming..."

Li Daoxuan frowned but remained silent.

Chen Jing looked somewhat flustered and said:

"Senior sister, you mustn't speak of Mr. Li like that..."

He Ying raised her head, her eyes filled with stubbornness.

She suddenly raised her voice and emphasized:

"Chen Jing, can't you be a little more mature?"

Chen Jing was stunned and speechless for a moment.

Now that she had already spoken out, He Ying didn't intend to keep it to herself any longer.

She looked sharply at Chen Jing and said firmly:

"Junior brother, you joined the sect late, but your aptitude is the best in the entire sect."

"From the day you joined the sect, your master, uncles, and all the elders have cherished and loved you like a precious treasure..."

"The best cultivation techniques, the best tonics, I've given you them all..."

"You have no idea how difficult it is for me and other mediocre disciples to stand out in the sect..."

"You have no idea how much I got up before dawn every day to clean the courtyard, trim the flowers and plants, do laundry and cook, and even..."

"You have everything, so you don't need to fight..."

"But I have nothing; I have to earn everything myself..."

"Of course you can be kind to people without reservation, and of course you can disregard these incredible opportunities that I see as enough to change your destiny."

"But I can't... If I don't fight, I'll fade into obscurity and become just like those junior brothers and sisters who died on the battlefield, turning into withered bones by the roadside..."

He Ying blurted everything out, but in the end, she still seemed unsatisfied and turned to look at Li Daoxuan, saying:

"And you, thinking yourself a senior expert, you clearly possess extraordinary skills, yet you hide in this small county town, acting as if it's none of your business."

"Do you know how many fewer people would die on the battlefield if the protective charm you gave Chen Jing were distributed to the northern border troops of the Great Zhao?"

"If all my fellow disciples in the Flying Cloud Sect had your protective charm, perhaps they would all be alive..."

He Ying became increasingly out of control as she spoke, almost unable to restrain herself.

Chen Jing could no longer listen and shouted sternly:

"Senior sister, that's enough..."

He Ying was taken aback. She glanced at Li Daoxuan, perhaps recalling his terrifying methods, and felt a wave of fear wash over her. Her eyes became evasive.

Chen Jing said helplessly:

"Senior sister, you can say whatever you want about me, but you can't talk about Mr. Li like that."

"Back then, in that dilapidated temple outside the city, if it weren't for Mr. Li, we would have long since become food for vengeful ghosts..."

"The debt of gratitude for saving my life is greater than heaven; how can you be so rude to Mr. Li?"

He Ying clenched her fists involuntarily and retorted:

"A life-saving grace... If he had acted sooner in that dilapidated temple, Junior Sister Hongmei and Junior Brother Jian'gang wouldn't have died..."

"That's enough..."

As soon as He Ying finished speaking, Wang Jingshu, who was standing to the side, could no longer hold back and shouted.

Because he spoke in anger, his internal magical power unconsciously began to circulate.

That clear, cold voice contained a hint of the majesty that only a cultivator possesses.

He Ying and Chen Jing were both martial artists at the Body Refinement Realm, and their souls were no different from ordinary people. Under this angry shout, they were both shaken and their minds became somewhat dizzy.

The two turned to look at Wang Jingshu, their hearts filled with inexplicable shock.

They were all martial arts masters who had practiced for many years, so naturally they had considerable knowledge and experience.

They immediately recognized the subtle fluctuations in Wang Jingshu's voice, resembling the flow of true energy.

But Wang Jingshu looks like she's only thirteen or fourteen years old. How could she have become a fourth-level Grand Martial Master at such a young age?

This is absolutely insane...

Wang Jingshu didn't care what they were thinking. She just couldn't stand He Ying criticizing Li Daoxuan, so she couldn't help but speak up angrily.

Qingfeng and Mingyue sat silently to the side, without trying to stop Wang Jingshu.

Li Daoxuan picked up his teacup, took a small sip, and smiled without saying a word.

He was curious to hear how Wang Jingshu would retort to this self-righteous woman in front of him.

Wang Jingshu stood up, hands on her hips, her pretty face full of resentment.

"You wicked woman, how dare you speak ill of my master, how dare you call Young Master Chen naive."

"It's clearly you who can't distinguish right from wrong, who doesn't understand gratitude and resentment, who is selfish, shameless, and utterly shameless..."

"If I were you, I would have found a hole to crawl into and buried myself in it."

"How dare they bark and howl like that..."