Abundant Martial Arts Virtue

"Sister Song."

A soft voice sounded.

Just as Zhang Xiaoyi gritted his teeth, struggling against Song Qingsi's pressure, almost unable to hold on—

Fu Caier finally stepped forward.

Victory belongs to the king and defeat to the villain.

Today I have fully offended Fang Yuming.

If I can't ruin his reputation, destroy his cultivation, and sabotage his marriage, then I'll be the one who won't find a resting place in death.

I must take a daring gamble.

"Sister Song just met Brother Fang once, perhaps you're still unaware of some things about him, after all, he's from our sect."

"I understand Sister Song's desire to choose an ideal husband."

"But this is a matter of my reputation."

"And Sister Song, don't be deceived by him."

"At this point, I don't wish to see another sister fall for it."

As Fu Caier spoke these words, Song Qingsi gradually became expressionless.

—You, a girl on a matchmaking date, rushed to defend someone after just one meeting.

Silly and sweet, your feelings are truly cheap.

Better not meddle in our sect's matters.

—This is the true purpose of Fu Caier saying these words!

Generally speaking, female cultivators are the ones being pursued.

Going to another sect to defend someone?

Before forming a Tao companion, a female cultivator would never stand up so easily.

Even someone like Song Qingsi, who just met him once, going to such extents is already astonishing.

If she insists on intervening, and it turns out Fang Yuming really did peek at someone bathing—

Her reputation would also be ruined.

She is now the Sect Leader of Qingcheng Sword Sect.

Even if she doesn't care about her reputation, she must consider the sect!

After hearing Fu Caier's words, Song Qingsi indeed felt some regret.

Why—

Why couldn't she meet Fang Yuming sooner?

If she could interact with him more, she would understand Fang Yuming better and have more confidence in handling these matters.

But she only met him once, spending less than an hour together.

She does not fear.

But Fu Caier saw it precisely—

Her shoulders bear the weight of an entire sect, a burden cannot be lost.

The intervention just now was done to the fullest extent possible with objective evidence.

As for the matters that happened years ago within the Fuyun Sect.

She truly has no standing to interfere.

Unfortunately…

For matters within another sect from years ago, if she needs to speak out again, someone must be willing to let her.

Song Qingsi glanced around.

Disciples, elders, every face revealed surprise, jealousy, disdain, indifference, anger…

No one was willing to stand out.

No one spoke a word.

Song Qingsi felt a tinge of powerlessness.

What to do?

She suddenly sensed something and couldn't help turning around to gaze.

She met Fang Yuming's eyes.

He was smiling.

His smile was gentle, like a breath of spring breeze.

"Well done, Mr. Song."

He said.

In a trance.

As if something intangible occurred.

The True Disciple of Fuyun Sect, Fang—

No.

The True Disciple of Fuyun Sect, ranked second, named Wu Xiaode.

The one she was matchmaking with.

He just spoke those words.

Song Qingsi immediately caught onto the conversation:

"Well done? Hmph, if you hadn't already sworn an oath earlier, I'd fear you'd be wrongly accused; I wouldn't run this special trip."

Wu Xiaode cupped his hands and said: "Today's incident was unjust for me. If it weren't for Mr. Song walking the road of righteousness, drawing the sword to help, standing up fearlessly, speaking for justice—"

"I'd be finished."

"So I kindly ask Mr. Song to help thoroughly, take the Buddha to the West, and help me clarify the matter completely."

Song Qingsi stifled her laughter.

This guy babbled nonsense, yet truly pulled me into it.

This demonstrates two things.

One, he didn't treat me as an outsider;

Two, he's showing his innocence, daring to face the truth of the event with me.

Song Qingsi asked seriously:

"Can't you resolve it yourself?"

"I am weak and slightly injured, really out of strength, so I kindly ask Mr. Song to uphold justice for me." Wu Xiaode said.

"I didn't see you injured." Song Qingsi asked curiously.

"Because I used a special spell to conceal it, want to learn? I'll teach you." Wu Xiaode said.

"Alright, but fairness is fairness, if I find out you did peek at her bathing—"

Song Qingsi glared beautifully.

"I'll castrate myself." Wu Xiaode raised his hand in surrender.

"Pah! Speak properly!" Song Qingsi spat.

"Then I'll abolish my cultivation, leave the sect, and never enter Tao ever again!"

"That's not bad."

"Do you really think it's good?"

"Hmm, I remember telling you, being misunderstood is the thing I hate the most."

"Indeed, many things stem from misunderstandings between people—wait until this matter is over, I'll treat you to late-night snacks."

"What good food does your Fuyun Sect have?"

"Plenty."

"Enough!" Zhang Xiaoyi shouted angrily, "This is an interrogation, what are you chatting about?"

The chat got interrupted.

Song Qingsi's smile remained undiminished.

Wu Xiaode sneered at Zhang Xiaoyi, glancing toward the Void at the frantically refreshing prompt runes:

"Fang Yuming's fate trajectory has been completely changed by you."

"Within the cage formed by countless Laws of Destiny, a predetermined fate line has become chaotic."

"Seizing this chaos, you've replaced Fang Yuming!"

"From this moment on—"

"You, Wu Xiaode, are the ranked second True Disciple of Fuyun Sect."

"You've successfully infiltrated the Destiny System."