After listening to the twins' words...
Ling Yi originally wanted to say that there was no need to leave this Fengyun Holy Land behind.
Even without Feng Wuji, the Fengyun Holy Land was already rotten to the core.
Whether it was Feng Wuyan or Lady Zhao Mudan, the Madam Fragrant Osmanthus.
They're not good people.
If it weren't for the overwhelming power of the two, the problems that the Fengyun Holy Land had been hiding over the years would have already erupted.
Everything we have now is just maintaining a facade of prosperity.
However, the Fengyun Holy Land was disbanded just like that.
It's truly a pity.
His current identity is that of the Holy Son of the Fengyun Holy Land.
The successor to the future Fengyun Holy Land.
Isn't this a power force that's practically handed to us for free?
In the future, once I have conquered this world, this Fengyun Holy Land, it will be a place where I can finally settle down.
"Yeah, don't worry, Feng Wuji to keep this up for long, he'll be finished soon."
Not only is Feng Wuji finished, but Feng Wuyan and Zhao Mudan are also finished.
Half a month later, the story of Feng Wuyan spread throughout the Immortal Cultivation Realm and reached Zhao Mudan's ears.
Feng Wuyan, who had already recovered his Golden Core Stage cultivation, had his cultivation level abolished again by Zhao Mudan.
And extract the soul raw.
His soul Refinement into a painting.
I'm planning to pull it out and torture it every day from now on.
In addition, Zhao Mudan's cultivation level has also dropped by a major realm in the past half month, from the Mahayana Realm back to the Dao Integration Realm.
A drop in one's level is the real issue.
Even the matter of tormenting Feng Wuyan was put aside.
I've been trying to restore my cultivation level these past few days!
But it was destined to be in vain.
Unless, she discovers the truth behind the fall in realm.
You can't lie.
Logically speaking, Zhao Mudan should have found it easily.
But Zhao Mudan thought of her enemies' plot, the aftereffects of Feng Wuji Mind-Bewitching Seed, and the methods Feng Wuyan had left for her.
Little did they expect that it was because she lied that her cultivation level regressed.
With the Holy Land Grand Competition approaching, if the other Holy Lands find out that her cultivation has regressed...
Given what the Fengyun Holy Land has done to other holy lands over the years, it's likely that the Fengyun Holy Land would disintegrate in an instant.
Of course, this refers to what happened at the Holy Lord's Temple.
It didn't get out.
In fact, apart from Zhao Mudan, no one knew about the deaths of Feng Wuji Feng Wuyan.
As for Ling Yi, he had been secretly watching everything using a surveillance card.
The story of Feng Wuyan's family these past few days has been far more exciting than watching a short drama.
Another two weeks later.
The Holy Land Grand Competition has officially begun.
The venue for the Grand Tournament of the Holy Land is located in the Central Province' Fengyun Holy Land.
At this moment, Zhao Mudan's cultivation level had dropped to the First Layer of the Qi Refining Realm.
That's it.
It has already fallen to the point where it can't fall any further.
But she fooled everyone with her superb acting skills.
Still seated in the main seat, still surrounded by admirers.
Unfortunately, this year's disciples of the Fengyun Holy Land are all more useless than the last.
Of the ten direct disciples, eight lost.
They only won two games.
These two matches were won by the twins Qin Yu and Qin Wu.
All of the top 100 inner disciples lost; they didn't win a single match.
Only the outer disciples won a few matches.
But what's the use of that?
This year's Fengyun Holy Land is destined to become a joke among the Great Sage.
"What exactly happened?" Zhao Mudan's eyes were filled with anger.
"How come these disciples' cultivation levels have all regressed so drastically?"
Ling Yi, sitting next to Zhao Mudan, couldn't help but let out a cold laugh.
What happened?
Of course it is! The Karma Rewards and Punishments scheme was implemented!
The higher the cultivation level of these disciples from the Fengyun Holy Land, the more evil deeds they commit.
Even the worst ones have fallen several minor realms.
Most people have fallen to a much lower level.
Their overall strength has naturally declined by more than one level.
Although the other Great Sage were not as strong as the Fengyun Holy Land in the past.
But the difference isn't significant.
Given the ups and downs, this outcome is quite normal.
"Madam Feng, this generation from your Fengyun Holy Land is rather weak. A Xiaoxiao Golden Core Realm dares to call himself a true disciple?"
Below, a burly middle-aged man dressed in coarse linen clothes and with a full beard spoke with a Taunt expression.
"That's right. In my Eastern Granary Holy Land, those who haven't reached the Nascent Soul don't even have the qualification to compete for a true disciple."
Others chimed in.
"By the way, Madam Feng, why hasn't Fellow Daoist Wuyan come out yet? Could it be that you killed him?"
"How can we not kill them for the annihilation of our clan?"
"By the way, is that adopted son of yours really the young master of the Python Snake Demon Clan?"
"I wonder, how did you deal with this python young master? You wouldn't have been too lenient, would you?"
At first, there weren't many people Taunt.
However, it was clear that Zhao Mudan was merely suppressing her anger, and that was all.
The crowd grew bolder.
They became increasingly Wuji in their speech.
These people's Taunt is a test.
They were well aware of Zhao Mudan's personality.
This woman always puts on a sanctimonious act, and her mouth is always on some grand banner of maintaining peace in the Immortal Cultivation Realm.
In reality, however, anyone who disobeys...
They will inevitably be punished by Zhao Mudan for various high-sounding reasons.
Take now, for example.
Based on their understanding of Zhao Mudan.
At this moment, Zhao Mudan should try to argue her point and then unleash the Pressure of the Mahayana Realm.
To Intimidation them.
But now Zhao Mudan is only angry, without making any move.
This is very wrong.
At this point, someone brought up the topic of Ling Yi.
"This must be your long-lost son, Feng Shaojie, right?" It was the same bearded man who spoke.
The Holy Lord of Eastern Granary Holy Land.
"I heard he was a useless person who couldn't cultivate, and now that I see him, he really is useless."
"It seems the Fengyun Holy Land has no successor!"
"Your husband is dead, your adopted son is the young master of the Demon Clan, and your son is a good-for-nothing. Zhao Mudan, why don't you quickly find another husband and try to have another child?"
The more they talked, the more outrageous and Wuji their words became.
They stopped calling her Madam Feng and started calling her Zhao Mudan directly.
Everyone knows that Zhao Mudan hates being called by that name.
But unfortunately, Zhao Mudan could only endure it at that moment.
Although these people spoke with Taunt, they were exchanging quick glances with each other.
Now, they've basically figured one thing out.
Something's happened at the Fengyun Holy Land.
Zhao Mudan is very weak.
They needed to test the waters further, and this time, they were directly testing Zhao Mudan's strength.
If it's truly a lie, then today, the Fengyun Holy Land will be removed from the list.
Zhao Mudan knew she had to do something.
Even if it's just for show, we have to keep up the act today, otherwise, the Fengyun Holy Land will be finished.
She was just about to get up, ready to perform a scene.
But then they discovered that Ling Yi had stood up.
He walked straight up to the bearded man.
"The Holy Lord of Eastern Granary Holy Land, Dongfang Ming, right?"
"It's me. What, kid, you want to stand up for your mother?"
" Dongfang Ming, whose real name is Zhao Ming, 4,200 years ago, you killed your the Final Master, sang the song of your master's wife, and rose to power with the help of your the Final Master's resources."
"You..."
Dongfang Ming's pupils contracted slightly. He was about to retort, but found that the words he was about to say just wouldn't come out.
His body was bound by a mysterious force, rendering him unable to move or even use his Spiritual Power.
This discovery instantly set off alarm bells in Dongfang Ming's mind.
Oh no, this kid's got something going on.
"Three thousand five hundred years ago, you, as Dongfang Ming, entered the Eastern Granary Holy Land and were taken in as a personal disciple by the original Holy Master. Later, you poisoned and crippled the original Holy Son, Bai Dongsheng."
"This led to him being torn to pieces by Demonic Beast in the trial realm, and later, he was drugged with a slow-acting poison, causing the original Holy Lord to suffer a qi deviation during cultivation and die suddenly."