"Spare... spare us! Senior Sisters, Senior Brothers, spare us!!! I... I was only confused for a moment. Please, Senior Sister, give me one more chance."
"Yes, Senior Sister, spare us!"
"Senior... Senior Sister, we did this only because we had no choice. We hoped to stall for time and preserve our lives, so we could notify more fellow disciples and keep them from falling victim to the Great Zhao Dynasty!!"
"Exactly, exactly! The Phantom Star Sect has suffered a drastic upheaval. There are not many Golden Pill Cultivators left in the sect, and though the four of us are unworthy, we can still be considered the sect's last shred of hope!"
Feeling the streams of sword qi all around them, each carrying razor-sharp killing intent and ready to take their lives at any moment, Qiao Yuanzhou and the other three no longer dared to flee. They hurriedly turned to Sun Huaiyu, Su Shi'er, and the others, their voices trembling with sobs as they begged for mercy. ??
As they spoke, some wept until tears and snot streamed down their faces, while others feigned composure and spouted righteous-sounding nonsense.
Not one of them retained even a shred of the bearing of a Golden Pill Cultivator.
Yet, to survive, they had been willing to betray their sect and harm fellow disciples who had once saved their lives.
At this moment, how could they possibly care about their image?
Sun Huaiyu's gaze swept swiftly over the four. Furious beyond words, she was so enraged that her throat seemed choked with emotion.
Turning to Su Shi'er and Li Piaoyue, she demanded murderously, "Senior Sister Piaoyue, Senior Brother Su, how should we deal with these four traitors?"
"Deal with them? The four of them betrayed the sect and harmed their fellow disciples. Their crimes