Her expression froze, and she hid subconsciously.

Meng Yang was radiating killing intent; you didn’t need to guess to know why he was here.

Liu Yiyi’s face paled with anxiety. A mix of emotions swirled within her, her expression shifting constantly.

’Big Brother... he’s doomed!’

These past few days, she’d been hiding out with her big brother, and she was truly sick of this kind of life.

Besides, the person who had come was Ancestor Meng Yang... You could fool anyone, but you couldn’t fool him!

And he was famous for being ruthless and merciless...

’No way. I can’t go to hell with my big brother for the mistakes he’s made!’

Liu Yiyi had worked so hard to climb to her current position. If she was dragged down by Liu Yao, there would be no place left for her in the Mountain Gazing Sect.

A flash of guilt crossed her eyes. She clenched her fists. ’I’m sorry, Big Brother. Don’t blame me!’

Her mind made up, she took the initiative and ran toward Meng Yang.

"Ancestor!!"

Meng Yang was just about to leave the city when he heard Liu Yiyi’s call. He stopped and looked back.

His expression instantly turned grim. "What, are you trying to stop me?"

Liu Yiyi had run off after Liu Yao got into trouble. It turned out she had found Liu Yao long ago but hadn’t reported it.

He narrowed his eyes, his rage surging toward Liu Yiyi without concealment.

Liu Yiyi trembled internally. She hurried forward, and by the time she looked up, her eyes were red and wet, glistening with tears. She looked utterly pitiful.

"Ancestor, I’ll take you to my big brother... I was wrong about this, but I wasn’t trying to shirk my responsibility. I just wanted Big Brother to return to the Sect to explain everything, but he..."

"He’s my big brother, after all. I just couldn’t bring myself to be ruthless... Ancestor..."

Tears streamed down her face as she spoke.

She had to do everything she could to distance herself from this and minimize the impact on her.

Meng Yang watched her expressionlessly, unmoved by her tears. "Take me to him!"

"If you deceive me, you know what will happen!"

He couldn’t be sure if Liu Yiyi genuinely wanted to lead him there or if she was just trying to buy time for Liu Yao.

But he had come to handle this matter, and Liu Yiyi could not stop him.

"Okay, Ancestor, follow me!!!!"

Feeling guilty under his gaze, Liu Yiyi averted her eyes and flew ahead, leading Meng Yang toward the great mountains.

Meanwhile, Liu Yao was still in the mountains, venting his inner rage by torturing demon beasts.

The demon beasts barely had any intact flesh left on their bodies. It was a miserable sight, with severed limbs strewn everywhere and rivers of blood...

After taking the Elixir Pills Liu Yiyi had given him, his injuries were healing well, and he had recovered fifty percent of his strength.

Over the past few days, he had tried in vain to turn the tables and sling mud back at Song Wanning, but the result was utter disappointment. Hardly anyone believed him.

’Those people would rather believe that bitch Song Wanning than believe me!’

’I’m clearly the one who was framed, so why doesn’t anyone believe me?’

Liu Yao roared, venting his frustration. The fall from a lofty Nascent Soul True Monarch to a pariah hunted by all had created a huge psychological gap, causing his Heart Demon to grow even more severe.

Sometimes, he couldn’t even control his own emotions and actions.

And right now, he was still waiting for Liu Yiyi to return, hoping his little sister could help him clear his name.

Now, his little sister was the only one he could rely on.

Finally, he saw Liu Yiyi’s figure and immediately asked with excitement, "Yiyi, how did it go? Do those people believe me now?"

His eyes were filled with anticipation, a sliver of hope remaining in his heart. Perhaps he could clear all this up and return to how things were.

But Liu Yiyi looked at him apologetically. "I’m sorry, Big Brother..."

The moment her words fell, Meng Yang’s figure appeared behind her.

"An... Ancestor!"

Liu Yao’s heart jolted. His chaotic thoughts instantly cleared, leaving only terror.

He subconsciously tried to run, but an Array had already risen around them without him noticing, completely cutting off his escape.

Liu Yao froze, looking at Liu Yiyi in shock. He couldn’t believe his only family had betrayed him.

’Who was it that convinced me to go after Song Wanning in the first place?’

’Wasn’t it her, Liu Yiyi!!!!’

’And now she actually...’

A crazed, blood-red glint instantly filled Liu Yao’s eyes. He wanted nothing more than to tear Liu Yiyi to shreds.

Liu Yiyi didn’t dare to meet Liu Yao’s gaze. She turned her head away and said in a choked voice, "Big Brother, I’m sorry... I... I told you long ago to return to the Sect..."

She felt too guilty to continue, so she could only cover her mouth, pretend to cry, and hide off to the side.

Liu Yao watched her retreating back with disappointment, feeling like a complete joke.

’Since it’s Martial Uncle Meng Yang here to handle this, I know I can’t escape...’

’But I’m so unwilling to accept this... truly unwilling...’

’All I wanted was to deal with one woman, yet I ended up forcing myself into a dead end.’

"Liu Yao, what is your explanation for this?"

Meng Yang watched this all coldly, his gaze sweeping over the corpses littering the ground as a malevolent glint flashed in his eyes.

He had practically watched Liu Yao grow up. Back when the two siblings joined the Sect, they had no one to rely on and were quite pitiful.

Everyone had looked out for them, often giving them little trinkets they came by.

They had wanted to give them a helping hand, but they never expected things to turn out like this.

There are countless Cultivators in the Cultivation World, but very few ultimately ascend. In the end, it all comes down to being unable to maintain one’s original intentions.

The path of cultivation is filled with too many temptations.

"Martial Uncle... you’d rather believe an outsider than me, is that it?"

Liu Yao looked at Meng Yang, a hint of madness hiding in his eyes.

"I’m the one who’s a disciple of the Mountain Gazing Sect..."

’Shouldn’t the Mountain Gazing Sect protect me?’

Meeting his questioning gaze, Meng Yang simply told him coldly, "Xu Zhiyuan is dead."

’They’ve already dealt with the Mountain Gazing Sect’s Sect Master, let alone Liu Yao. As long as he really did those things, the only outcome is death. This was the unanimous decision of the three Divinity Transformation cultivators. Liu Yao’s case has caused too much of a stir; there’s no room for negotiation.’

"You... what did you say?"

Liu Yao and Liu Yiyi were both stunned.

’The Sect Master has been dealt with?’

They had been in the mountains for the past few days and knew nothing about this.

Then, both their faces turned deathly pale. Liu Yao was so shocked he stumbled back several steps.

He was scared.

’The master of a sect could be killed, so what about him?’

"Martial Uncle... I was wrong... I was really wrong!"

THUMP. Liu Yao dropped to his knees before Meng Yang. He hugged Meng Yang’s leg, his eyes filled with terror, and pleaded tearfully, "I... I just wanted to teach Song Wanning a lesson, so I hired an Evil Cultivator to kill her... but somehow, she conspired with that Evil Cultivator and drugged me..."

"That child wasn’t really a child. He was an Evil Cultivator, hundreds of years old..."

"I really didn’t do those things!!!!"

"Martial Uncle, please, I’m begging you to believe me! You watched me grow up, you know I’ve always been an honest person..."

"I really didn’t abuse a catamite... I’m not an Evil Cultivator!"

Liu Yao confessed the entire matter, not daring to hide the slightest detail any longer.