"The Cultivation World is boundlessly profound. How much of it can you and I truly glimpse?"
"Whether you believe it or not is unimportant. What matters is that the facts are laid bare before us."
"Good or bad cannot be decided solely by your and my personal guesses! If you believe there is something improper, then speak plainly. If you can lay out one, two, three reasons, that would be something!"
The Sacred Spirit Cult Saintess spoke indifferently, her tone gradually turning sharp.
"This..." The Azure Cultivator furrowed his brow, temporarily at a loss for words.
Seeing the cultivators present, led by the Long-faced Elder, clearly beginning to lean toward the Sacred Spirit Cult, while all the preparations he had made beforehand had long since been cast to the back of their minds—
In his urgency, he had simply shouted out.
Now that he had calmed down, he could not help inwardly crying bitterly.
His instincts told him that the Sacred Spirit Cult could never employ such methods without limit.
But when it came to the specifics, even though he knew quite a few secrets of the Cultivation World, he could not figure out the reason behind it in such a short time.
No matter how suspicious he was, without understanding the exact circumstances, he found it difficult to deal with the other party's string of questions.
In his haste, he had instead fallen into a passive position!
"What? Can't say it?"
"Fellow Daoist, your repeated remarks have clearly all carried hidden implications. And now, without any evidence whatsoever, you are trying to drive a wedge between our sect and the cultivators present."
"With conduct like this, it is difficult for our sect not to suspect that you harbor ulterior motives!"
The Sacred Spirit Cult Saintess questioned him, her attitude