Chapter 3

Early the next morning, she was taken to the public execution place at Xingfeng.

Seeing her covered in blood, the hands of the torture hall disciples who escorted her were trembling.

Yue Qiran smiled with difficulty. Should she be grateful? After all, her efforts over the years could still make their hands tremble.

Except for the Xingtang disciples, everyone else stayed in mid-air, away from Xingfeng to avoid being restricted by their spiritual power.

In a confused state, the punishment came to her ears intermittently:

"Yue Qiran ignored... colluded with foreigners... punished him to guard the Three Blades Abyss for a hundred years..."

Three Sword Abyss, the wind is like a knife, a disciple of Tiandao Sect died after just staying there for three years. A hundred years... this meant that she would die in endless pain.

She raised her head and looked at Master.

Her master, Qinglan Tianzun, stood in mid-air, wearing a white robe and possessing an indescribable immortal spirit. He said softly: "Yue Qiran, colluding with foreigners is a capital crime. Now, look at your contribution in the past 200 years." If you just guard the Three Blades Abyss for a hundred years, what else is there to be dissatisfied about?"

Yue Qiran laughed hoarsely, and this laughter made many people frown.

Qinglan Tianzun finally sighed and softened his voice: "Qiran, I am not cruel as a teacher, this is the best result. If it were anyone else, you wouldn't even be able to keep your cultivation. You have this kind of cultivation. Here, there is still a possibility of survival.”

She looked straight at her master. Since when did the master who loved her become like this?Did it start when she desperately tried to strengthen the Minglan Sect?Or did it start when the junior sister appeared?
She smiled bitterly, but at this moment she made a decision. Since some things were destroyed, destroy them completely, so as not to always leave hope.

She closed her eyes and began to mobilize the little spiritual energy in her body.

"No, she's going to blow herself up!"

She heard someone exclaiming, and countless attacks fell on her. She fell to the edge of the cliff, dying.Countless blood flowed from her closed mouth, and her body and body ached, so painful that she couldn't even shed tears.

The master has forgotten, the junior brothers and sisters have forgotten, everyone has forgotten, she is most afraid of pain, and Three Sword Peak is a most terrifying place for her.

Or maybe they haven't forgotten, they just don't care.

She closed her eyes and felt the feeling of her spiritual veins being destroyed. It turned out that this was how it felt to self-destruct one's cultivation.

Qinglan Tianzun was the first to notice something was wrong and shouted to stop everyone's attack.

Xu Qianjia, standing to his right, said with a trembling voice: "Senior Sister seems to have ruined her cultivation." Destroying one's own cultivation is equivalent to severing the relationship between master and disciple in the world of immortality, and is a great disrespect to the master.

She climbed up with difficulty. If the environment at Xingfeng hadn't weakened her aura, she would have died by now. What a pity, why didn't she die?Does even God want her to feel pain for a little longer?

Qinglan Tianzun's angry shout came: "Evil disciple, what are you going to do?"

She looked at her master, knelt down, and kowtowed three times with all her strength.

Thank you Master for saving your life;
Thank you, Master, for your kindness in raising me;

Thank you three times for the crime of disrespect.

From now on, whether Yue Qiran lives or dies, it has nothing to do with you.

Although she didn't say anything out loud, everyone present knew what she meant. Qinglan Tianzun said coldly: "Forget it, from today on, Yue Qiran is not my disciple, let alone a disciple of the Minglan Sect!"

With a wave of his hand, he took out the spiritual trace from her sea of ​​consciousness, and a piece of white jade in the Minglan Sect's spiritual trace hall cracked, with the words Yue Qiran written on it.

From then on, her life and death had nothing to do with the Minglan Sect.

Xu Qianjia said at this time: "Xingzhan, why don't we take Yue Qiran down."

Xing Zhan looked at her and finally motioned for his disciple to come forward.

Unexpectedly, Yue Qiran smiled at them, then turned around and jumped into the abyss without hesitation.

Qinglan Tianzun watched from a distance without any emotion, as if he had forgotten how the innocent little girl turned into the ruthless senior sister she is now.

"Qiran, the junior brothers and sisters will be left to you."

One word, just for one word, Yue Qiran risked his whole life.

If she could start over, she would rather be a nameless mortal than the senior sister of the Minglan Sect.

(End of this chapter)

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