“What, poisoning?”
“This, how could this be…”
Upon hearing Yang Jingyi’s words, Liu Bing and Lu Chenzi, along with the sect leaders such as Li Feiyu and Meng Zixiang, exchanged glances, their expressions filled with astonishment. They looked at Sima Boyong with disbelief.
But Yang Jingyi was the wife of Sect Leader Duan, and what she personally admitted could not be false.
Now, Liu Bing, Lu Chenzi, Li Feiyu, Meng Zixiang, and other sect leaders standing beside Sima Boyong were all at a loss. They glanced at each other, then involuntarily, slowly retreated, distancing themselves from Sima Boyong.
Seeing this, Sima Wentang grunted heavily, his old face sullen.
Sima Boyong’s old face was somber. His sinister small eyes stared directly at Chang Wude and Yang Jingyi, then settled on Wan Yunting. He chuckled lightly, “Sister-in-law, you believe his judgment instead of trusting me?”
Seeing that he still intended to quibble, Yang Jingyi said coldly, “But that is the fact, my senior brother shows signs of being poisoned!”
“For the past two years, he has been drinking the herbal soup you prescribed. In it, the Stephania tetrandra, although only an extra厘 of Stephania tetrandra in each dose, has accumulated its toxins in the five viscera and six organs with continuous consumption. Until last time, when my senior brother suffered a severe emotional shock, which triggered his latent illness. Under the toxicity of Stephania tetrandra, his body deteriorated day by day.”
As she spoke, Yang Jingyi glared resentfully at Sima Boyong and said in a cold voice, “Sima Boyong, are you still not going to admit that you used such despicable means to poison your senior brother?”
“Your return to the sect over the years has brought great contributions to the sect, but these cannot conceal your true wolfish ambition. You merely wanted to return and seize your senior brother’s position as sect leader!”
Yang Jingyi’s words powerfully exposed Sima Boyong’s actions, surprising Master Huikong, Abbess Yunbai, and Old Man Zhang Qing.
Especially the sect leaders and masters like Liu Bing and Lu Chenzi. Their gaze towards Sima Boyong had changed, and no one dared to speak for him anymore. All of them fell silent.
“Poisoning his senior brother, a vile and extremely venomous method.”
Chang Wude glared at Sima Boyong, then turned to Ghost Granduncle beside him and said, “Granduncle, please cleanse the sect’s household for us!”
Ghost Granduncle’s emaciated and gaunt body took two steps forward. His gloomy and sharp gaze fixed on Sima Boyong before him, and he said in a cold voice, “You brat, ever since my senior brother brought you back to the sect, I disliked you because you were too calculating!”
“Back then, I told your master to guard against you. Hmph, but you not only killed your own kin, causing Xiuliang to die unjustly in a foreign land, but now you’ve returned to harm Wuyu. You are truly a shameless degenerate of our Wuliang Daoist Sect. Today, I, this old man, will cleanse the sect’s household and kill you, a rebellious disciple.”
“Wait, Granduncle!”
Seeing Ghost Granduncle about to make a move, Sima Boyong couldn’t help but take two steps back, raising his hand to stop him, feeling a little nervous.
He knew that Granduncle’s martial arts were formidable. Despite his frail appearance, he was already a Grandmaster of martial arts. Sima Boyong didn’t believe he was his match.
“Granduncle, don’t listen to Chang Wude’s baseless accusations. I did not harm Senior Brother Xiuliang, nor did I harm Senior Brother!” Sima Boyong began to cry injustice, trying to stall Ghost Granduncle.
“Sima Boyong, you still dare to quibble,” Chang Wude glared and shouted at him.
“Scum, die.”
Ghost Granduncle roared and suddenly rushed forward, striking Sima Boyong with a palm…
The sudden palm strike was so fast that Sima Boyong had no chance to dodge. He could only brace himself and raise his palm to meet Ghost Granduncle’s attack head-on…
*Slap!*
Ghost Granduncle’s palm contained immense vital energy, directly sending Sima Boyong flying…
*Pfft…*
A mouthful of blood spurted from his old mouth. He flew several meters before crashing heavily to the ground. He immediately spat out another mouthful of blood. His old face turned pale instantly, his small eyes wide open. He looked up at Ghost Granduncle before him, his gaze revealing undisguised venomous hostility…
“Dad…”
“Master…”
Sima Wentang and Zhu Yangyu immediately rushed forward, frantically helping Sima Boyong up…
Wan Yunting and Yang Jingyi stood together. Seeing Sima Boyong being sent flying by Ghost Granduncle’s palm strike, Wan Yunting felt greatly relieved…
“Grand-Uncle Master, stop!”
Seeing Ghost Granduncle preparing to attack again, Sima Wentang immediately blocked in front of Sima Boyong and shouted, “This is not the past. You can’t just kill people as you please. If you kill my father today, I will make your Wuliang Daoist Sect pay with their lives!”
“Granduncle, let it go.”
Yang Jingyi also stepped forward to pull back Ghost Granduncle. After all, killing now carried legal responsibility.
Moreover, it was impossible to confirm from Duan Wuyu’s body that his latent illness was triggered by Stephania tetrandra poisoning!
Because the toxins of Stephania tetrandra were hidden very shallowly within Duan Wuyu’s body. It only acted as a fuse to trigger Duan Wuyu’s latent illness, making it difficult for ordinary people to detect that Duan Wuyu’s latent illness had recurred due to Stephania tetrandra poisoning.
Therefore, Sima Boyong’s crime could not be proven!
If Ghost Granduncle were to truly kill Sima Boyong now, the entire Wuliang Daoist Sect would be implicated. Thinking of this, Yang Jingyi immediately stopped Ghost Granduncle and said coldly to Sima Wentang and the others, “You may leave!”
“Did you hear that?”
Chang Wude’s old eyes widened, glaring at Sima Wentang and the injured Sima Boyong, who was being supported by his disciple Zhu Yangyu. He angrily said, “Also, from today onwards, you have been expelled from the sect. If you dare to set foot in the Wuliang Daoist Sect again, do not blame me for being impolite. Get out.”
“Good, very good… cough cough…”
Sima Boyong, being supported, endured the severe pain from Granduncle’s palm strike. His sinister small eyes glared furiously at Chang Wude, Ghost Granduncle, Yang Jingyi, and the others. In a rapid tone, he said coldly, “I, Sima Boyong, remember today’s events. I will settle the score with you another day. Let’s go…”
Sima Wentang nodded, then turned and left, supporting Sima Boyong with Zhu Yangyu.
“Pah.”
Watching them leave, Chang Wude spat, snorted coldly, “I’m waiting for you to settle the score. I’ll kill you, you old bastard, then.”
Behind him, Yang Jingyi immediately cast a sharp gaze at Wei Ping and Zeng Yongchang, who were standing in the distance, their expressions extremely panicked. She said coldly, “You two are also expelled from the sect. Get out.”
“Master, I was wrong…”
Wei Ping and Zeng Yongchang immediately knelt down and begged Yang Jingyi, “Please, don’t expel us from the sect…”
“Hmph, ungrateful wretches,” Yang Jingyi snorted coldly.
At that moment, Xu Lingwei, Li Zihang, and disciples like Qi Wu glared fiercely at Wei Ping and Zeng Yongchang kneeling on the ground. Ever since Sima Boyong returned to the sect, these two had been fawning over him.
It was precisely Wei Ping who usually prepared Duan Wuyu’s medicine and followed Sima Boyong’s instructions to tamper with it. It was no wonder Yang Jingyi expelled them from the sect.
“Senior Brother, you are truly inhuman,” Li Zihang cursed angrily.
“How could Master raise two ungrateful wretches like you.”
Qi Wu glared, not expecting Senior Brother and Zeng Yongchang to harm Master along with Sima Boyong. “Get out already.”
“Get out, it’s no big deal. I and Uncle-Master Boyong will still live well.”
Zeng Yongchang immediately stood up, glared fiercely at Qi Wu and Xu Lingwei, then turned and chased after Sima Boyong and the others who were leaving.
However, Xu Lingwei’s eyes turned cold. She drew her long sword and rushed out, severing one of Zeng Yongchang’s arms with a single strike…
“Ah…”
Hugging his severed arm, Zeng Yongchang let out a piercing scream and fell into the snow, wailing. His severed right forearm lay on the snow, his fingers still twitching, blood splattering…
“Ah…”
This scene terrified Jiang Tingxia, a disciple of the Emei Sect. She hid behind her senior sister Zhou Ruoxi, her face filled with dread.
The onlookers were also shocked by Xu Lingwei’s action. They hadn’t expected her to injure Zeng Yongchang so swiftly and decisively, giving no one a chance to react or intervene.
“Zhi Shan, you…”
Wei Ping had already gotten up and went to help Zeng Yongchang up. He quickly pressed several acupoints on his right shoulder to stop the bleeding. He looked up at Xu Lingwei, whose beautiful face was as cold as ice, knowing that his junior sister was someone who distinguished between kindness and enmity and acted decisively.
“This sword is a lesson for you from Master. Get out!” Xu Lingwei looked at them coldly and said.
Wei Ping’s face darkened. Knowing he couldn’t keep them, he helped Zeng Yongchang up again, picked up his severed hand, and turned to chase after Sima Boyong and the others who were already far away…
“Senior Sister did well. If I could have beaten him, I would have drawn my sword and chopped off that scoundrel Wei Ping’s hand too.” Li Zihang greatly praised Xu Lingwei’s actions, believing they should teach these two ungrateful wretches a lesson.
“I couldn’t beat him either,”
Xu Lingwei said coldly, then wiped the blood from her long sword with the hem of her daoist robe before sheathing it with a swish.
“Call me.”
Wan Yunting, standing nearby, said with a smile.
Xu Lingwei cast a indifferent glance at him and said nothing more.
For a moment, the young disciples of the Wuliang Daoist Sect standing by exchanged anxious whispers. They seemed to have not expected Uncle-Master Boyong to harm the Sect Leader Master and be expelled from the sect, which made these young disciples nervous, unsure of what to do next.
This was because some of them had been recruited into the sect by Sima Boyong, and were considered his people. Therefore, some of them were already thinking of leaving the Wuliang Daoist Sect with Sima Boyong later.