Driven Out of the Flowing Light Sword Sect

Looking at the tattered cloth at her feet, Gu Huaiwei's eyelashes trembled slightly, and a pang of sadness welled up in her heart.

Sang Ying's words were so bold that the people present could hardly believe that there was anyone in the world who didn't want to be Immortal Venerable Yanchen's disciple.

While they were still stunned, Sang Ying immediately raised her sword and thrust it at Su Fuyun.

The sword naturally missed Su Fuyun, but it wasn't Gu Huaiwei who stopped Sang Ying, but Fan Nanjun, who had been watching the show from the sidelines.

The moment Fan Nanjun stepped in to protect Su Fuyun, Sang Ying promptly withdrew her sword.

Upon seeing her actions, Fan Nanjun immediately realized he had been tricked, but it was too late for him to stop.

Sure enough, the next second he heard Sang Ying's mocking voice. "That's strange, aren't you my friend? Why are you so nervous protecting Su Fuyun the moment I make a move? Whose friend are you, anyway?"

Fan Nanjun smiled, but there was a hint of reluctance in his smile, "Look at you, I was just afraid of getting your hands dirty. It's better if I help you with this kind of work."

"Hmph!" Sang Ying sneered, "So your way of helping people is to protect my enemies?"

Fan Nanjun sighed, his face full of disappointment and helplessness. "I really wanted to help you, Sang Ying. If you don't want my help, then I'll leave."

After saying that, without waiting for anyone to react, he immediately transformed into black mist, attempting to break through the protective array that the Flowing Light Sword Sect had already activated.

In fact, Fan Nanjun was willing to watch the commotion for a while longer, but he had just been stabbed by Sang Ying, and if he didn't go to treat his wound soon, things might get really messy.

But how could the righteous cultivators present let him leave so easily?

Almost as soon as Fan Nanjun set off, several people stepped forward, wanting to catch up. However, they were still a step too late.

"Where do you think you're going, Devil Creature?!" Everyone heard Elder Yanhua's voice boom overhead, and soon another figure chased after the black mist.

Seeing this, the others stopped following.

As everyone knows, if even the Sword Madman Yanhua couldn't stop someone, then no one else could possibly stop him.

Fan Nanjun has fled, but Sang Ying is still alive; this matter should continue to be investigated.

Even though it was late at night, Elder Jingsu still ordered, "Take Sang Ying and Su Fuyun back to the Discipline Hall. We must get to the bottom of what happened today!"

"No need to ask anymore, I can decide this matter myself." Gu Huaiwei stopped them. "Sang Ying is my disciple. She has committed a grave mistake. I will cripple her cultivation and imprison her on Crimson Snow Peak. There's no need to mention this matter again."

As he spoke, he reached out to grab Sang Ying.

How could Sang Ying allow this shameless person to smear her? She immediately dodged Gu Huaiwei's hand and said loudly, "I have already been expelled from the sect, Immortal Venerable Yanchen, it's best not to try to establish a connection. Besides, everyone saw that the Devil Race was willing to protect your disciple. Do you dare say that Su Fuyun has no relation to him?!"

"Junior Sister, are you still not giving up and trying to drag me down with you?" Su Fuyun seemed unusually bold today, as if she was certain she wouldn't be in trouble. "But it's a fact that the Devil Race risked their lives to rescue you, and with all the previous evidence, do you think you can still escape?!"

"My master, mindful of your long-standing master-disciple relationship, wants to protect you, but you remain stubborn and unyielding. In that case, why don't we let the sect leader speak to you? If you won't listen to your master, shouldn't you listen to the sect leader?"

Sang Ying frowned, not understanding why Su Fuyun would suddenly bring the sect leader into the picture.

But soon, Sang Ying noticed that Su Fuyun gave the sect leader a wink, and the sect leader's expression became unnatural for a moment.

Sang Ying's heart skipped a beat; she sensed something was wrong.

"The evidence is conclusive. Sang Ying's collusion with the Devil Race has violated the sect's rules. This is no longer just a matter for Crimson Snow Peak, but for the entire Flowing Light Sword Sect. As the sect leader, I believe we should shatter Sang Ying's Golden Core, cripple her cultivation, and expel her from the Flowing Light Sword Sect!"

The sect leader's voice was deep and powerful, reaching the ears of everyone present.

Those disciples who once looked at Sang Ying with adoration now look at her with either disgust or fear.

She could even hear their whispers, "I really thought she was innocent before, but the sect leader has such discerning eyes that he saw through her true colors at a glance!"

"How can someone like this be worthy of being a disciple of our Flowing Light Sword Sect? Immortal Venerable Yanchen, really, why are you protecting such a traitor?"

"I knew it! She's been away training for ten years, so why has her cultivation level increased so quickly? It's probably just like Senior Sister Fuyun said—she's been practicing some kind of Devil Cultivation Method!"

So, even the sect leader is on Su Fuyun's side?

Sang Ying suddenly felt ridiculous for considering such a sect as her home and even attempting to stay. She should have left back then.

"Sect Master, this matter has already been handed over to our Discipline Hall for trial. The verdict on Sang Ying's crimes and whether she should be punished should be decided by me. Isn't what you're doing somewhat inappropriate?" Even at this point, Elder Jingsu still wanted to find out the truth.

He didn't know much about Sang Ying, but he could see the girl's perseverance and diligence. Besides, with a father like Sang Zheng, how could she be anything but excellent?

But the sect leader disagreed. "The evidence and witnesses are all there; there's nothing more to investigate. Although you are the Discipline Hall, I am also the sect leader. I have the right to intervene in matters within the sect. This matter need not be discussed further."

With a flick of his sleeve, the sect leader ordered Sang Ying's punishment to be decided.

Seeing this, Su Fuyun secretly smiled with satisfaction.

"Senior brother!" Gu Huaiwei suddenly called out to the sect leader, "This is my disciple."

The implication was that he still wanted to take Sang Ying away.

But now the sect leader had no way out. He could only grit his teeth and continue, "My mind is made up. Tomorrow, I will take Sang Ying to the execution platform and order all the disciples to witness the execution, so as to uphold the integrity of my Flowing Light Sword Sect!"

Having said that, he gave no one a chance to refute him and immediately turned and left.

Following behind him were the Third Elder and his disciple Lin Shu.

As the two passed by Gu Huaiwei, the Third Elder deliberately stopped and said with a smug smile, "Back then, when your two disciples smeared my disciple, and you were so focused on protecting them, did you ever think this day would come?"

The Third Elder didn't believe there wasn't something fishy going on in Sang Ying's affair. However, he was happy to see Sang Ying end up like this.

Once she's kicked out, Shen Settled Frost Peak will fall into his hands!

Gu Huaiwei did not respond to him, but stood there watching Sang Ying try her best to escape, but was surrounded by more than a dozen Golden Core disciples, who forced her to surrender with a sword formation.

He rarely seemed to pay attention to this young disciple; he showed no concern whatsoever, and never even offered any guidance on cultivation.

And in a place he couldn't see, Sang Ying had already grown into such an outstanding female cultivator.

Was he really not wrong? Gu Huaiwei asked himself this question, but he had become accustomed to ignoring this disciple and to putting Su Fuyun first in everything.

"Master, let's go back to the peak too." Su Fuyun walked over at the right time.

He turned to look at the apprentice he had cared for for many years, and suddenly felt that the person in front of him was too unfamiliar.

That's it, it's just sacrificing Sang Ying. Gu Huaiwei convinced herself.