After Feigning Amnesia, My Sworn Enemy Takes Revenge Chapter 62

“Fellow cultivator Ye, I don’t know where I’ve offended you to receive such slander.”
Baili Xianrong maintained a surface pretense of virtue, furrowing her brows with a wronged expression. “If you want to speak up for Yaoguang Pavilion, it shouldn’t fall upon me, should it?”
Ye Yushuang curved her lips. She clapped her hands twice, and a Yaoguang Pavilion disciple stepped forward from the crowd, handing her a rolled-up thin paper.
She shook it twice, and performed a spiritual art on it. The thin paper moved on its own without wind, suddenly expanding and lying flat on the ground.
And everyone saw the scene displayed on it.
There, Baili Xianrong’s sword pierced through Fu Qingxian’s chest, and Fu Qingxian, vomiting blood, limply collapsed onto her.
Fu Lingyi’s breath hitched.
Yue Jin gripped her hand, pulling her behind her, not letting her look further.
She hadn’t expected that Ye Yushuang would actually have such evidence.
Ye Yushuang herself hadn’t expected that Mother would let her forge something like this.
This thin paper was a magic artifact called a Recreation artifact. It was slightly different from the very similar Replication artifact. A Replication artifact could replicate the original scene, while a Recreation artifact merely confused perception and fabricated details. However, many people would confuse the two, naturally assuming that what a Recreation artifact recreated was the truth.
Ye Wenzhen had said that Baili Xianrong stole that garment, so she must be a demonic cultivator, and must have done something against Fu Qingxian.
Since that was the case, as long as they made a big fuss and brought out some contradictory evidence, even if it wasn’t true, it would be said to be true.
If she was a demonic cultivator, the day she was exposed would eventually come.
Fu Lingyi grabbed Yue Jin’s arm, her eyes glimmering with tears. Her lower lip looked like it was about to bleed as she muttered to herself, “How could this be? How could Sect Leader…?”
“A’Ling,” Yue Jin pulled her close, rubbing against her face. “It’s alright, this isn’t necessarily true…”
“Back then, back then the Sect Leader was the one who came back and told me Mother was killed by a demonic cultivator. She was the one who carried back Mother’s body.”
Fu Lingyi shook her head, leaning against Yue Jin, her body trembling. “Mother, she… Mother was always unwilling to be enemies with demonic cultivators, she…”
She tried to convince herself for a long time, but seeing Yue Jin still trying to comfort her, neither surprised nor angry, a guess formed in her heart.
“Did you know all along?”
“You knew all along, right? The thing you were hiding from me was this, wasn’t it?”
Fu Lingyi’s string of questions made Yue Jin feel guilty. She held her even tighter, unconsciously wrapping her arms around her. “I… A’Ling…”
Fu Lingyi’s heart chilled.
She felt a wave of desolation, as if she understood how Yun Lingyue felt the day she ran away.
She shook off her hand. Her sword scattered outwards, transforming into dozens of sword shadows, shooting straight towards Baili Xianrong.
The people present didn’t have time to react. Whether this evidence was true was still debatable, and no one expected Fu Lingyi would be so agitated.
Sword edges clashed.
Baili Xianrong’s calm facade was close to breaking. Forced back step by step by Fu Lingyi, whose eyes were filled with bloodshot threads and who was clearly her enemy, she was pushed back until she had nowhere left to retreat.
That baffling evidence appeared from nowhere, and she couldn’t verify it.
She looked around. The incredulous expressions of the people around her, and the shock of her own sect disciples, overshadowed this frustration.
Everyone present had witnessed it. Her reputation was utterly ruined.
It could not be salvaged.
Just let it go. After acting for so many years, just let it go.
Lie upon lie, she was tired of acting.
Yue Jin watched helplessly as Baili Xianrong slid back, lowering her head. thought, This is bad.
Just as Fu Lingyi was unprepared, a cold light flashed behind the other person.
Bright blood flowed down her crimson clothes as a long blade pierced through Yue Jin’s abdomen.
The moment Baili Xianrong brought out the blade, Yue Jin rushed forward and pushed Fu Lingyi away, but took the blow herself. The blade was pulled out, and she fell weakly to the ground. Benevolent Envoy and Evil Envoy went wild, charging forward simultaneously to meet the attack.
Fu Lingyi felt her hands covered in blood. She held Yue Jin in her arms. Shui Yiqiu rushed over from a hiding place nearby to heal her wounds.
Yue Jin reached out a hand, gently wiping away Fu Lingyi’s tears. The tears mingled and intertwined, unsure if they were for her mother or for the person lying dying in her arms.
She wanted to tell her not to grieve, but she didn’t know how to speak.
“A’Ling, your Mother, she’s the best Mother in the world.”
Yue Jin had no family since she was young. She didn’t know what a mother was like. She only remembered the heroic and spirited Fu Qingxian in her memories, and the best daughter she had raised.
Her clumsy words of comfort, along with the memories that were no longer hidden, made the tears filling Fu Lingyi’s eyes fall, splashing onto her heart.
The other Alliance members who had been standing still finally reacted. They summoned their magic artifacts, trying to capture Baili Xianrong, but still accidentally let her escape.
Now the situation was very awkward.
The Alliance members had come, their original intention being to suppress the demonic sect, with Baili Xianrong leading the team to destroy Qingyuan Palace.
Now the leader of the team had become a demonic cultivator, also involving an old matter of the Chongxiang Sword Sect . Not to mention, the gradually declining Yaoguang Pavilion unexpectedly gained a merit.
However, for now, the Alliance’s purpose could not change.
“The matter of Sect Leader Baili being a demonic cultivator is separate! We still need to continue suppressing the demonic sect!”
Someone in the crowd shouted out, like a large stone thrown into the water, stirring up a wave. More and more people joined in, their voices growing louder.
However, some were discussing Baili Xianrong’s magic artifact in private. Those who used blades were few, not to mention the slaughter of Xuanzhuo Sect and Huanyi Valley both used blade techniques.
Shui Yiqiu stopped Yue Jin’s bleeding, but she said her wound would be difficult to heal. After all, that blade wasn’t like a regular magic artifact; it seemed to be poisoned.
“Perhaps the demonic sect and Baili are in cahoots! They colluded and put on a show!”
“Especially that Fu Lingyi! Siding with the demonic sect, there’s definitely something wrong!”
“Will you ever stop!” Ye Yushuang cracked her whip, shaking the ground three times. She defended Fu Lingyi. “Senior Sister Fu is more noble and virtuous than you bunch of fair-weather followers! How could she collude with her mother’s murderer? Are you crazy!”
“Since you say the demonic sect has issues, then please tell us, what are the issues?” Song Yin strode out, casually holding her Heaven’s Mystery Disk, drawing everyone’s astonished gaze.
No wonder she wasn’t with the Alliance this time. Turns out she was on the demonic sect’s side.
Feng Ruiyan was so confused by this series of changes that she wasn’t sure which side was telling the truth. Hearing everyone condemning the demonic sect’s wrongdoings, especially all sorts of bad things Yue Jin had done in the past, she also opened up and asked.
“That demon! She came daily to provoke our Senior Sister Fu! Causing Senior Sister Fu to be often punished!” Even though Fu Lingyi had been expelled from the sect, she still used ‘Senior Sister’ to address her.
Fu Lingyi shook her head. “That’s in the past. A’Jin even rescued me from the Sect Leader’s Disciplinary Hall. What’s more, she never committed murder.”
A silence fell. Feng Ruiyan was unconvinced and continued, “Then, what about Xiao Bei! Xiao Bei was killed by those two demonic cultivators! Causing Senior Sister Yun immense pain! That’s a crime of murder, right?”
Fu Lingyi parted her lips but couldn’t speak. She indeed didn’t know about this matter.
Benevolent Envoy and Evil Envoy wanted to argue back, but felt a bit awkward and embarrassed.
However, they didn’t need them to argue. The so-called “Xiao Bei” crawled out from the side herself.
Wu Bei went through immense hardship and finally returned down the mountain. The moment she showed her face, everyone’s eyes were fixed on her.
She had grass in her hair, her face full of bewilderment. “What happened?”
Feng Ruiyan was too shocked to speak, as if she had seen a dead person resurrected. Pointing at her, she stuttered frantically, “You, you, you, you, you…”
Who would have thought, Wu Bei was like nothing was wrong and even greeted her. “Ruiyan, long time no see.”
Behind her followed a gloomy Yun Lingyue.
Feng Ruiyan: “Xiao Bei, you’re still alive? Didn’t you die?”
“Don’t believe her, she’s used to lying,” Yun Lingyue bent down and restrained Wu Bei’s wrist, the light in her eyes like a beam scanning her. “Demonic cultivators are like this, they never have a single truth on their lips.”
Wu Bei gave an awkward smile, wanting to pull her wrist free, but couldn’t.
Fu Lingyi actually agreed with that statement and nodded in agreement.
“Senior Sister Yun, just now,” Feng Ruiyan wanted to tell her what had just happened. There were too many reversals, and she didn’t know where to start. “Sect Leader, she… Sect Leader is a demonic cultivator!”
“I heard,” Yun Lingyue dragged Wu Bei out of the woods and walked to Fu Lingyi’s side.
Wu Bei was originally still struggling with her, but the moment she saw Yue Jin was so severely injured, she immediately turned to worry and carefully examined her injuries.
Yun Lingyue ignored everyone else, only looking at Fu Lingyi, her eyes shifting. “Senior Sister, you fooled me so badly.”
“I’m sorry, Lingyue, it wasn’t intentional. From the beginning, I didn’t plan for this.”
“But later you clearly knew she was a demonic cultivator, and you still wanted to marry her, right?”
Since entering the Chongxiang Sword Sect , Yun Lingyue had received a lot of care from Fu Lingyi. The person she respected and admired most in her life was her Senior Sister. Whatever her Senior Sister said, she would do it without fail.
Even, after years of being together, feelings of affection secretly grew.
Fu Lingyi, who cultivated the Heartless Path, was unattainable. She had always been grateful to be able to stay by her side, silently guarding her.
Even when she had a cultivation partner, in her sadness, she would not say a single extra word.
But when dreaming in the middle of the night, she would think, why couldn’t it be me?
A cultivator, or even a mortal, Yun Lingyue could accept. Except for a demonic cultivator, especially that demon who was always opposing Senior Sister.
Why did it have to be her?
“Why did it have to be her?” what she thought in her heart, she also asked out loud.
She had also spent time with Yue Jin. In truth, she could understand why, but she just wanted to hear Fu Lingyi explain it clearly.
Fu Lingyi looked at her, only determination remained in her eyes. “It’s her, and it can only be her. You will understand one day, Lingyue.”
“A demonic cultivator, she’s a demonic cultivator…”
“So what if she’s a demonic cultivator?”
Song Yin interrupted them, holding her Heaven’s Mystery Disk, standing between them. Yun Lingyue raised an eyebrow. Only Wu Bei was pointing at her, her feelings so complex she didn’t know where to start.
That thin jade piece, that disappearing figure…
Wu Bei debated for a long time, only a single sentence popped out of her mouth: “Give me back my money.”
She still remembered her storage pouch being stolen!
“Calm down, little fellow cultivator. I haven’t finished speaking. Don’t rush to interrupt.” Song Yin pushed away her hand pointing at her, cleared her throat, and said, “Qingyuan Palace has always been called a demonic sect simply because their cultivation methods are different from everyone else’s. They are more unrestrained, better able to absorb the spiritual energy of the sun and moon. In other words, they are simply cultivators who practice differently from you.”
“The war between Immortals and Demons ten years ago was not started by them.”