The Three Xiao Family Elders' expressions darkened. One elder at the late stage Golden Core immediately stepped forward to retort:
"Don't spit blood at people! I could just as well say these words from the Xiao Family juniors were spoken under your coercion. With no evidence at all, why do you slander our Xiao Family as being in league with evil cultivators?"
"Exactly! Just based on a few words?"
Wei Chenyin stood suspended in the air, unhurriedly letting her voice carry onward:
"Patriarch Xiao, did you know that Xiao He intended to extract my nephew's Spiritual Root for your use?
You were once a Nascent Soul True Lord. You should understand better than this Golden Core True Person that this is an evil art, intolerable to the Heavenly Dao. Even if you succeed, don't dream of ascending to the Spirit Realm in this lifetime!"
"Shut up!"
A figure appeared at the scene of the confrontation. It was Xiao He, glaring furiously.
Just moments ago, every word of the conversation in the Imprint Jade had reached the secluded cultivation chamber. Even Xiao He, who had activated the Isolation Formation, had not expected it. Xiao Ye looked at his son in utter disbelief and asked in a trembling voice:
"Is what she said true?"
"Father."
Xiao Ye shouted sternly:
"Tell me, is it true?"
"Father, I only wanted you to live."
"There was more than one way to keep me alive, yet you chose the most vicious one. Where have you placed me? Where have you placed the lives of everyone else?"
Xiao Ye truly had not expected his son to go this far for his sake. He immediately spat out a mouthful of blood and completely fainted.
Xiao He stepped forward to examine him and discovered that his father's Spiritual Root