Chapter Eleven: Am I Just a Supporting Character Now?

Xiao Chenxin suddenly lifted his head.

“Liu Ruyan, relying on my affection for her, has wantonly oppressed my sect’s disciples, humiliated my elders, and blatantly disregarded the rules of the Yao Guang Sanctuary.”

“I have warned her repeatedly, yet she refuses to repent, even up to the last disciple selection ceremony.”

“She spread lies and stirred discord right before the sect’s elders.”

“I regret my previous leniency. Following her own words, I have revoked all gifts and expelled her from the sanctuary.”

“What I said just now is the absolute truth; all disciples here can bear witness.”

Ye Chen’s lips slowly curled into a smile.

He stroked his chin and spoke in a low voice, “Then why did you kill her?”

Xiao Chenxin crossed his arms and sneered coldly.

“She attempted to steal the supreme treasure of our Red Dust Peak—the Supreme Bone. She was injured by the protective seals and only her head remained at the scene. To warn the sanctuary’s disciples, I displayed her severed head.”

“What’s the problem with that?”

Hearing such a twisted justification, Ye Chen suddenly raised his hand and slapped his palm repeatedly, dozens of times in quick succession.

Then, step by step, he advanced toward Xiao Chenxin. With each step, his voice grew louder.

“Heh, relying on your love for her?”

“Liu Ruyan privately pledged herself to me years ago—she is my fiancée. Why would she even glance at a worthless being like you?”

“In terms of strength, you are an uncle master of the Yao Guang Sanctuary, yet you can’t even break through the Foundation Establishment stage.”

“As for talent, I excel in poetry, music, calligraphy, and chess, and I have created a unique sword technique unmatched in the world.”

“In terms of character, I am a man of my word, abiding strictly by the righteous path and its rules.”

Suddenly, Ye Chen roared with a hoarse voice:

“You?”

“Just you?”

“How dare you expect Ruyan to look twice at you!”

“Utter nonsense!”

Boom!

Ye Chen unleashed the aura of a peak Foundation Establishment cultivator, like a long-dormant ancient dragon suddenly opening eyes blazing with fury.

Though he was ascending the steps with his head held high, his imposing presence made it seem as if he was judging a criminal bowing before him.

Such a terrifying aura descended.

Suddenly, Su Yao, the Holy Lord, appeared beside Xiao Chenxin, a faint smile gracing her exquisitely beautiful face.

“Could it be, in your eyes, the rules of Yao Guang Sanctuary are worthless?”

“Do you think the treasures of Yao Guang Sanctuary deserve to be stolen?”

The Holy Lord spoke.

In an instant, Ye Chen’s overwhelming momentum vanished; he took a step back and then responded.

“Yao Guang Sanctuary has its rules, this much I understand.”

“But the rules beyond the sanctuary, Holy Lord, surely you do not deny them?”

“You killed my fiancée without cause, and you expect this to be quietly forgotten?”

Su Yao suddenly sensed the difficulty of the situation; she had never imagined ever being grilled like this.

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