Junior Sister must ascend this time!

When Yun Qing and Yan Li arrived at the Heavenly Punishment Hall, Zhou Ke's hands were already bound by spiritual chains. His hair was disheveled, and he looked disheveled, completely unlike his previous spirited appearance.

The Heavenly Punishment Hall is where those who commit heinous crimes are punished within the Chengtian Sect. Entering this place is worse than death.

Yun Qing raised an eyebrow; it seemed the sect leader was truly angry.

She walked up to Pu Hengzhi and bowed, "Sect Leader, Master."

Yan Li leaned against a pillar, a blade of grass dangling from his mouth, and continued eating his melon.

Zhou Ke looked up at Yun Qing, then turned to look at Pu Hengzhi and Ji Wuce, and instantly understood everything.

He gritted his teeth and said to Yun Qing, "It's you! I knew that old scoundrel Ji Wuce was coming to challenge me to a duel in the middle of the night. I never expected you, little girl, to be so cunning!"

Yun Qing quickly put on an innocent expression, "Hall Master Zhou, how could you say that to me? I don't understand what you mean... Could it be... that you hold a grudge against me because I saw you lose to Elder Ji in the competition?!"

"Master Zhou, there's no shame in admitting you're not as skilled as others."

Zhou Ke burst into laughter, looking at Pu Hengzhi and Ji Wuce. "What a sharp-tongued fellow! I suppose you two were just as easily fooled by her. Otherwise, why would you treat me like this? I'm the one who truly cares about the sect."

"She doesn't understand, she doesn't understand at all. She thinks she's betrayed the Chengtian Sect just because she found a small mistake in me. Everything I did was for the sect!"

"What a fine example of 'for the sect'!"

Pu Hengzhi sneered, his voice filled with anger, "You mean you caused Fushu's failed ascension, tampered with the Chengtian Sect's protective formation, and even after her death, you wouldn't let her rest in peace, all for the sake of the sect?!"

He walked step by step toward Zhou Ke, "You're colluding with the demons also for the sake of the sect?!"

Zhou Ke stared at him, uttering each word clearly, "Liu Fushu is a scourge to the sect!"

After he finished speaking, Pu Hengzhi unleashed his Void Refinement stage aura, causing Zhou Ke to feel intense pain all over his body. He coughed up a mouthful of blood with a "pfft".

He gritted his teeth, not believing he was wrong. "She can't ascend. If she does, our entire Chengtian Sect is finished!"

Now that things had come to this, there was nothing left to hide, so he told everything, as if recounting all the hardships he had endured for the Chengtian Sect over the years.

"If she ascends to immortality, the demons will not let us go; they will attack Chengtian Sect with all their might. I am not colluding with them; I just made a deal with them. They said that as long as we hand over Liu Fushu's body, the demons will not attack Chengtian Sect."

"What have I done wrong?! I've devoted myself to the sect, what have I done wrong?!"

Yun Qing fell silent. What did her ascension have to do with the demon race? Why would they go to such lengths just for "their" corpse?

Pu Heng trembled with rage and summoned the Heaven-Bearing Sword, ready to strike Zhou Ke.

Upon seeing this, Ji Wuce quickly stopped Pu Hengzhi. The Chengtian Sword was a spiritual sword passed down from generation to generation of sect leaders. If he were to strike, Zhou Ke would surely be annihilated.

"Sect Leader, don't be impulsive. Listen to what he has to say first... If you kill him now, Fushu won't be able to come back."

This Zhou Ke is really crazy. He knows perfectly well that the sect leader's weakness is Liu Fushu, yet he still manages to stab him in the heart.

If the sect leader goes mad, who among us can withstand the wrath of the Mahayana cultivator? He may not care about his life, but we do!

Elder Ji risked his life to stop Pu Hengzhi, and Pu Hengzhi's emotions calmed down a little. He shifted the tip of the Chengtian Sword slightly and cut off Zhou Ke's hand.

It was this formation set up by the hand that caused Fushu to lose his life.

Zhou Ke screamed in pain, cold sweat pouring down his face. "You lose control whenever you touch Liu Fushu. You can't do it, so isn't it right for me to do it for you?"

Don't forget how your senior brothers and sisters died a hundred years ago! If it weren't for her, how could only the two of you remain from that generation of direct disciples?

"Their deaths have nothing to do with Fushu!" Pu Hengzhi's voice was almost a roar.

Yun Qing was stunned and stood there. He said that his senior brothers and sisters died because of her?

Why? Why?! Why did she know nothing in her previous life...? How many things did her senior brother, the sect leader, hide from her...?

She will figure everything out, but not now.

Yun Qing suppressed her surging emotions, and her gaze towards Zhou Ke held a hint of murderous intent.

"You said that if you hand over Uncle Fushu's corpse, they will stop attacking Chengtian Sect. But have you considered what if the demons change their minds if you hand it over?"

"Even if you hand over the corpses, they can still fight. What will Chengtian Sect have to negotiate with them then? You?"

"No... they wouldn't..." Zhou Ke instantly looked like a monk who had lost his faith, his eyes filled with confusion. "Their only target is Liu Fushu."

Yun Qing laughed, "The reason why the demons are demons is because they never keep their word. You still say you did nothing wrong? By cooperating with the demons and damaging the sect's protective formation, you put the lifeline of Chengtian Sect in the hands of the demons."

"Do you really think you're doing this for the good of the Chengtian Sect? You're sending them to their doom!"

Zhou Ke's gaze began to waver. The pain at the broken wrist and Yun Qing's words felt like two knives stabbing into his heart. He opened his mouth to say something, but found that he couldn't utter a single word.

"You say their only target is Martial Uncle Fushu, but have you considered who their next target will be now that Martial Uncle Fushu is gone? You? Or one of the other elders? Or the sect leader?"

Yun Qing pressed on, each word deliberate and relentless, "The demons have obtained the corpses and tasted the sweetness of their power. Do you think they'll stop? You've lived all these years, and you still don't understand the meaning of 'insatiable greed'?"

Zhou Ke's breathing became rapid. Could it be... could it be that he was really wrong?

"I...I don't know. I didn't think that much about it."

Yun Qing's smile sent chills down one's spine. "Of course you didn't think that much, because you only thought about yourself."

"As long as you hand over Master Fushu, Chengtian Sect will be safe, you won't have to live in fear anymore, and you can even get benefits from the Demon Clan. Is that right?"

Zhou Ke was completely speechless. Why could she hit the nail on the head with every word she said? He had naturally worried that the Demon Clan would continue to attack Cheng Tian Sect.

But the temptations from the demons were too great, causing him to harbor illusions, so he was ultimately just a petty person...

"You're right, I was wrong. I have nothing more to say, I just want a quick end."

Yun Qing stared coldly at him, "You will naturally die, but before that, you need to explain clearly what the Demon Clan wants to do with your Uncle-Master's corpse?"

Zhou Ke took a deep breath and said, "I don't know the specifics, I only know..."

He had only spoken halfway when a wisp of black energy suddenly appeared in his arms and headed towards his dantian.

Yan Li shouted, "Stop him! The demons want him to self-destruct!"