I manage female characters in all the heavens.

"Yes, Master!"

A foreman trembled as he raised his head and cautiously asked, "Lord Supervisor... then, Yingri... would you like to come along...?"

"Nonsense!" Liu happy suddenly waved his hand, and the sharp gust of wind startled the foreman, causing him to shrink back. "Since Ying Ri dares to get involved with our family in this way, whether she did it willingly or not, she is declaring war on our family!"

It really was voluntary...

"Pass down the order: have Wang Weiyang of the Jiangdong branch drop everything and mobilize all the troops in the branch, along with the local garrison, to wipe out Yingri for us!"

A ruthless glint flashed in his eyes: "We don't want to hear anything more about this 'godmother,' understand?!"

"Yes, sir!"

The gang leaders, as if granted a pardon, kowtowed repeatedly and scrambled out of the hall, leaving Liu happy alone standing in the mess, his face ashen and his knuckles cracking.

Damn it, they dare to spread rumors about our family! Don't they know that the Eastern Depot is the real professional?

"Yihua Palace... Ha, you unruly traitors! Since you've run right into my trap, I'll show you just how sharp the Eastern Depot's blade can be!"

Meanwhile, thousands of miles away in western Sichuan, in Xiuyu Valley and Yihua Palace.

Yihua Palace.

The atmosphere in the hall was as oppressive as the sky before a storm.

Yaoyue sat high on the main seat, her peerless face now covered with frost, and the icy aura emanating from her body caused the temperature in the entire hall to drop several degrees.

Her gaze lingered on an empty, ornately decorated chair in the hall, its jewels adorning it. Her eyes grew cold; it was the throne of the Third Palace Mistress.

The disciples of Yihua Palace standing on both sides of the hall held their breath and dared not even move their eyes.

"A spy from the Eastern Depot? An old monster with the art of preserving youth?" Yaoyue's voice was not loud, but each word was like an ice bead falling to the ground, carrying a suffocating sense of oppression.

"Tie Xinlan... she's actually a lackey of the Eastern Depot, and she's even managed to infiltrate right under my nose and become the Third Palace Master of my Yihua Palace?"

She slowly stood up, walked down the steps, her gaze sweeping over everyone in the hall, her voice as cold as a knife: "This is the second biggest failure since I took charge of the Yihua Palace!"

The biggest issue was her relationship with Jiang Feng; that failure was a turning point in her life.

Yaoyue's eyes flashed with a fierce light: "How dare you deceive me, deceive the Yihua Palace! Yingri must die!"

The disciples all lowered their heads, not daring to meet her gaze.

Just as the atmosphere reached its most tense point, a clear and melodious voice suddenly rang out: "Sister, this is absolutely impossible!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw Lianxing walking quickly into the hall through the side door, her expression anxious yet determined.

She walked straight up to Yaoyue, bowed, raised her head, and looked directly into Yaoyue's eyes: "Sister, Junior Sister Yingri could never be a spy for the Eastern Depot!"

Yaoyue frowned slightly: "You must take responsibility for your words!"

"I swear on my integrity!" Lianxing said resolutely.

"When my junior sister first joined the sect, I personally examined her bone age, meridians, and martial arts style. There was absolutely no pretense involved!"

"She is indeed fifteen or sixteen years old, the only daughter of the Mad Lion Iron Warrior. She previously practiced Iron Warrior's Crazy 108 Strikes, and there is no trace of her youthful appearance or any evil techniques!"

She paused, her tone becoming even more earnest: "Sister, this is a counter-espionage plot by the Eastern Depot!"

"That eunuch Liu happy saw that our Yihua Palace's offensive was getting stronger and stronger, so he got scared and came up with such a despicable trick to sow discord between us sisters and make us lose our composure!"

"Yes, Master Chef."

At that moment, a young voice joined in.

Hua Wuque stepped out from the crowd and entered the hall. He bowed respectfully to Yaoyue, then raised his head with a serious expression: "This disciple also believes that Junior Uncle is definitely not a spy from the Eastern Depot."

Yaoyue's gaze fell on him: "Oh? And what's your basis for that?"

Hua Wuque respectfully replied, "This disciple has carefully investigated Junior Martial Aunt's life. She is indeed the daughter of Mad Lion Iron Warrior. Since childhood, she has been wandering the martial world searching for her father's whereabouts. Her life trajectory from childhood to adulthood is traceable and she is not someone who appeared out of thin air."

“Moreover,” a complex look flashed in his eyes, “if she really is a spy from the Eastern Depot, and her disguise is so flawless that even we have been fooled, then who can expose her disguise and make her true identity known to everyone in the martial arts world?”

Master, even you were fooled. Is there anyone in the world with a higher level of insight than you who can see through Tie Xinlan's true colors?

Are you going to admit that you are not as good as others?

Yaoyue remained silent for a moment; she absolutely could not admit it!

Looking into Lianxing's determined eyes, and then at Hua Wuque's serious expression, the icy coldness in her eyes seemed to melt a little.

She certainly believed Lianxing.

Although this younger sister sometimes goes against me on trivial matters, she has never deceived me when it comes to matters of principle.

As for Hua Wuque... although he is Jiang Feng's son, she still trusts his character over the years.

But as the Grand Palace Master, once she has spoken, it is like spilled water; wouldn't it be very embarrassing to take it back?

It's impossible to get Yaoyue to admit her mistake.

She turned around, her gaze sharpening once more, sweeping over everyone in the hall, her voice suddenly rising:

"Pass down the order: from this moment on, intensify the offensive against our Eastern Depot! Every disciple of the Yihua Palace who encounters a member of the Eastern Depot must be killed! If there are two, kill them both! Kill as many as there are!"

"Let them know that they're still too green to try and shake my Yihua Palace with such underhanded tactics!"

"Yes, Palace Master!"

The disciples responded in unison, their voices echoing throughout the hall.

Yaoyue said no more, flicked her sleeves, turned and walked towards the back hall, leaving only a cold snort in the air: "Meeting adjourned."

Her figure disappeared behind the palace gate.

Throughout the entire ordeal, she never uttered a single word admitting she was wrong or that Yingri was not a spy.

But they didn't pursue the matter any further.

Lianxing looked in the direction Yaoyue had left, let out a soft breath, and wiped away non-existent cold sweat.

Hua Wuque stepped forward and whispered, "Second Master..."

"It's alright." Lianxing waved her hand, a smile playing on her lips. "Since she didn't pursue the matter further, it means the matter is over."

She raised her head, gazing through the palace gates at the distant horizon, and murmured to herself, "Junior sister, oh junior sister, what on earth are you up to..."

Lianxing had access to the Yihua Palace's intelligence network and received news of the rumor much earlier than Yaoyue. She investigated the matter and eventually learned that the rumor was spread by her junior sister herself.

She really couldn't understand what was wrong with her junior sister.

Junior sister, if this continues, the backyard will really catch fire!

Lianxing left the Yihua Palace and strolled leisurely, lost in thought, before unknowingly arriving at the Yingri Pavilion.

She paused for a moment, then pushed open the door and went inside.

He habitually walked to the central throne of the Great Sun God and sat down, pulling the mechanism rope beside him.

The light in the entire attic suddenly focused, and a brilliant beam of light shone down from the central dome, falling on her and enveloping her in a warm glow.

Before leaving, her junior sister gave her a task: to research a method to use the light of the Great Sun to suppress the Mingyu Gong's frozen emotions without suppressing its cultivation effects.

Now, more than two months have passed, and she has gained nothing, feeling utterly worthless.

My junior sister has only been practicing the Bright Jade Skill for a few days, yet she has already figured out a way to use the Great Sun Heavenly Light to suppress the Bright Jade Skill's emotional freezing effect and prevent cultivation failure.

Even the mechanism that allows sunlight to enter and gather light in the Sun Reflection Pavilion was designed by her in her spare time.

Such extraordinary talent left Lianxing, who had been researching for over two months without any results, feeling extremely frustrated.

She had to admit that her junior sister's wisdom far surpassed her own.

Therefore, she must have her reasons for doing this.

"Sigh, there's nothing else I can do but trust my junior sister..."

I can't do anything!

……

Because of a rumor spread by "Tie Xinlan" herself, the two strongest martial arts organizations in the world have intensified their struggle.

Many people have witnessed the fierce battle between the demoness of the Yihua Palace and the wicked men of the Eastern Depot. It was a fight to the death, with both sides suffering heavy casualties.

With the two behemoths, the Eastern Depot and the Yihua Palace, fully mobilized, the entire martial arts world was plunged into a bloody storm.

From Jiangnan to western Sichuan, from the coast to the inland, everywhere there are traces of battles between the agents of the Eastern Depot and the disciples of the Yihua Palace.

In streets and alleys, in forests, by rivers, in dark corners, you will often find several corpses dressed in different uniforms, their blood soaking into the soil and emitting a strong smell of rust.

Among them were corpses from both the Eastern Depot and the Yihua Palace.

Of course, there would be far fewer corpses in the Yihua Palace. Although the Yihua Palace did not have many people, its personnel were far more elite than those of the Dongchang.

This can only be considered a covert struggle; the open competition is actually much greater.

Often, the two sides would clash like armies, inevitably affecting innocent bystanders.

In a small town, a few spies from the Eastern Depot were chasing and attacking an outer disciple of the Yihua Palace, which resulted in the deaths of more than a dozen innocent civilians.

Meanwhile, in a village, a female disciple of the Yihua Palace, after killing several agents of the Eastern Depot, impulsively hung their corpses on a crooked tree at the village entrance, frightening the entire village into fleeing their homes overnight.

Various residences, alleys, inns, villages, and other structures were destroyed in the clash between the two major forces, resulting in numerous innocent deaths and injuries, which fueled public resentment and hatred among the martial arts community.

Those affected dared not cause trouble for the Yihua Palace, much less for the Eastern Depot.

So they unleashed all their anger and fear on the source of the rumor—Yingri, who simultaneously held the dual identities of the Yihua Palace and the Eastern Depot!

"It's all her fault! It's all that witch's fault!"

"If it weren't for her, how could the Eastern Depot and the Yihua Palace have fought like this? How could we have suffered such a calamity!"

"Kill her! Only by killing her can we have peace!"

As a result, long queues formed at the Demon Extermination Alliance's registration point at a visible speed.

Those sects, guilds, and independent cultivators who were originally observing joined the Demon Extermination Alliance after witnessing the tragic scene of the battle between the Eastern Depot and the Yihua Palace.

If we can't beat the Yihua Palace and the Eastern Depot, can't we beat the lonely Yingri?

Destroy the demons! Destroy the demons fiercely!

Within just a few days, the Demon Extermination Alliance grew several times in size, and its prestige so great that it even shook the imperial court, which sent people to appease it.

Countless people filled with hatred joined the Demon-Slaying Alliance, creating a chilling atmosphere. The air was thick with the aura of blood and gold, truly possessing the power to vanquish and destroy demons.

Banners fluttered, swords and spears stood like a forest, their might soaring to the heavens. Everyone's eyes shone with light, the righteous will to act on behalf of Heaven was shining brightly!