"You are one of the Twelve Yuan Chen, Li Genmiao's person, and from the Xin Xuan Mountain Sect."
Lin Zhitong's gaze suddenly turned serious, and everyone couldn't help but step forward, creating a sense of pressing in.
Yan Shouyi said in a deep voice, "What exactly did you do to Senior Lu Jingsheng?!"
The atmosphere in the Lu Shan Sect's courtyard plummeted to an extreme. All eyes locked onto Lu Xin, with some gazes even carrying killing intent.
Even if Lu Xin was powerful, escaping from the encirclement of so many people would not be an easy feat.
Not to mention, Han San, Yuan Jianxin, and others had already quietly secured the main gate.
Sensing the killing intent from everyone, Lu Xin's expression was merely unsightly, but she showed no signs of fear.
She nodded slightly and said, "My grandfather and I met once a month ago. He asked me to return and take over as the sect leader of the Lu Shan Sect, writing a letter as proof. He also instructed me to become the sect leader of the Lu Shan Sect by any means necessary."
"You're talking nonsense!" Long Feicheng absolutely did not believe her and retorted to Lu Xin without any politeness. "You, your strength is inferior to my sister-in-law, your character is inferior to my sister-in-law, and your talent is even more inferior to my sister-in-law. You're just a bit older. Unless Senior Lu Jingsheng has dementia, how could he possibly let you be the sect leader of the Lu Shan Sect?"
This string of insults was almost too much for Lu Xin to bear. She glared fiercely at Long Feicheng.
If it weren't for so many people present, she would have likely lashed out at Long Feicheng.
Yu Lumenming added, "Furthermore, you are Li Genmiao's person."
From any angle of analysis, Lu Xin's claims did not hold water. Apart from the letter, which could be forged, she had no other support.
Yan Shouyi stared at Lu Xin. "Lu Xin, the problem now is no longer about who between you and Zhitong can become the sect leader of the Lu Shan Sect. It's about you, as a demon person, attempting to seize the position of sect leader of the Lu Shan Sect, and whether we can let you leave here safely!"
Lu Xin took half a step back and said coldly, "Heh, is this what you want? To frame me by ganging up on me. I understand, if you kill me, Lin Zhitong can smoothly succeed as sect leader, right?"
Lin Zhitong's expression turned icy.
Lu Xin pointed to the character "Yin" on her forehead. "You can disbelieve my letter, and everyone can disbelieve this so-called mark on my forehead. I have never seen this mark before. It was branded on my forehead just now by some means you used!"
Everyone looked at Lu Xin in surprise, not expecting her to be so adept at arguing her case.
But the truth was as Lu Xin said. Unless they had evidence to prove Lu Xin's connection with the Xin Xuan Mountain Sect, judging her as part of the Xin Xuan Mountain Sect based solely on the mark, like Lu Jingsheng's supposed handwritten letter, was untenable.
Weng Qianxiang gritted his teeth. "This woman's face is truly thick!"
The situation fell into a stalemate for a moment.
Lin Zhitong took a deep breath and sorted through the clues in her mind.
Currently, if she wanted to succeed as the sect leader of the Lu Shan Sect, she had to do so legitimately, otherwise, there would be endless trouble in the future.
She and Lu Xin were both of extraordinary status and had the qualifications to inherit the sect leadership. Both sides held onto the other's weaknesses and refused to let go, making it impossible for either to successfully ascend.
She had to find a way...
Suddenly, Lin Zhitong took a deep breath and said to Lu Xin:
"Let's have a match."
Lu Xin showed surprise, as if she hadn't expected Lin Zhitong to make such a request. "What did you say?"
Lin Zhitong stepped forward, her eyes flashing with fighting spirit. "Instead of arguing endlessly here, let's have a real duel. We both have the qualifications to inherit the sect leadership, so let our strength speak!"
Upon hearing this, Lu Xin narrowed her eyes.
She was confident in her strength, believing that Lin Zhitong's proposal of a duel was simply seeking her own demise.
Even if Yan Shouyi and the others had used the excuse of Lu Xin being a demon person to attack her directly, drive her out of the Lu Shan Sect, and then support Lin Zhitong to ascend, Lu Xin would not have been surprised.
But the other side had not done so. Instead, the seemingly advantaged Lin Zhitong had suddenly proposed a duel, putting both sides on an equal footing.
With a little thought, Lu Xin understood. Lin Zhitong sought legitimacy and peace of mind.
Although the duel was advantageous to Lu Xin, Lin Zhitong's action was, in Lu Xin's eyes, undoubtedly foolish!
Luo Ning also grabbed Lin Zhitong, filled with regret. "Alright, alright, we all know you're a strong woman, but look at the current situation, don't be rash!"
Zhao Yaoyao was even more direct. "Lu Xin is simply a demon person. We don't need to give her any opportunity. As long as you speak, everyone will drive her away, and no one will blame you!"
Lin Zhitong smiled back at her two close friends. "But I won't feel at ease."
Disciples of cultivation were different from followers of folk sects. They valued a clear conscience and peace of mind. Any lingering doubt would cause obstacles in their cultivation, lead to inner demons, and prevent further progress.
Folk sects, on the other hand, valued following one's own inclinations and doing what their hearts desired.
"Amitabha!"
At this moment, Monk Changshan put his palms together and slowly said, "This poor monk supports Miss Lin's decision. Ladies, you should also respect Miss Lin's decision."
Buddhist teachings placed more emphasis on a clear conscience and strict self-discipline, so Changshan could understand why Lin Zhitong was acting this way.
"You annoying monk, don't butt in!" Zhao Yaoyao directly retorted to Changshan.
Changshan was not to be outdone. "Amitabha! This female Asura, do not speak rudely. When you die and go to hell, you will be judged with the punishment of having your tongue pulled out."
"You..." Zhao Yaoyao pointed at Changshan, speechless. She hadn't expected that she, a tough woman from the Northeast, would be retorted by a monk.
"Alright, everyone, let's not argue anymore."
Yan Shouyi spoke, and everyone immediately quieted down.
He then said softly, "No matter what, I support the brat's decision. As friends, we should also believe in her."
Since even Lin Zhitong's husband had said so, everyone could not insist otherwise, merely looking at Lin Zhitong with concern.
It wasn't that they didn't trust Lin Zhitong. After all, Lu Xin's age was evident, and the fact that she had achieved this much in such a short time showed she was no ordinary person.
With everyone's support, Lin Zhitong had no more worries.
She looked at Lu Xin and said, "After the duel, regardless of the outcome, I will talk to you properly about Master."
Lu Xin did not reply but smiled and asked, "How do you want to duel?"
"We'll duel using the skills of the Lu Shan Sect!" Lin Zhitong said with her head held high. "Since we are competing for the position of sect leader of the Lu Shan Sect, we should fight using the skills of the Lu Shan Sect!"
The skill of the Lu Shan Sect was ghost control.
The content of the duel would be the art of ghost control!