"Were you not the one who intended to leave unscathed?"
Feng Ninghe parted her lips, the words slowly drifting out.
She wore a white dress, embroidered with a few floral patterns. The golden sunlight illuminated her entire being, her exquisitely featured face radiating a cold, proud demeanor.
Mei Ziling suddenly drew a long sword, her furious eyes fixed on Feng Ninghe. "Feng Ninghe, you killed my fiancé and then deceived me. I will never let this debt go unpunished!"
Feng Ninghe raised her eyelids, an intense pressure radiating from her. With a flick of her sleeve, the disciples following Mei Ziling instantly collapsed to the ground.
The disciples of Xuanqing Sect hadn't even seen her move before they were scattered in disarray on the ground.
The suddenness of it all was like a bucket of cold water dousing Mei Ziling's burning rage.
At this moment, she also remembered Feng Ninghe's strength.
This woman, so young, had already reached the Nascent Soul stage. If they truly fought, she would have no chance of survival.
But she couldn't swallow this insult!
Feng Ninghe's indifferent eyes were utterly calm as she met Mei Ziling's furious gaze. "Mei Ziling, if you wish to court death, I won't stop you. If I killed someone, I would not deny it. If I wanted you dead, it would be as easy as breathing. I could take your life right now, and no one would even suspect me."
Her voice held a hidden meaning.
Feng Ninghe had knocked down the Xuanqing Sect disciples as a reminder to Mei Ziling.
Under absolute power, she had a thousand ways to end Mei Ziling's life.
But she disdained to take this woman's life.
This woman was merely a pathetic creature controlled by her emotions. Why should she bother with someone like her?
Mei Ziling did not take these words to heart; her rage had already robbed her of reason. "Feng Ninghe, my Xuanqing Sect will not let you go! There will be a day, and I will surely make you avenge my tragically deceased fiancé!"
Even if she couldn't defeat Feng Ninghe, by uniting with the major sects, she could definitely make Feng Ninghe pay!
The Immortal Sect and Xuanqing Sect were both filled with talented individuals, and the strength of their two sect leaders far surpassed Feng Ninghe's.
Feng Ninghe's icy gaze lingered on Mei Ziling for a moment before she withdrew her gaze and strode away.
As long as Di Wenbin awoke, she could clear her name.
Unfortunately, Di Wenbin showed no signs of waking.
As for Mei Ziling, she was nothing more than a clown, not worth mentioning.
"Quick, look! What is that!"
Suddenly, a cultivator in the crowd exclaimed.
Those around them quickly turned their gaze to the sky, chattering amongst themselves.
"That's the Profound Dao Secret Realm! The orange light appearing is a sign that the secret realm is about to reveal itself. In a few more days, we can enter the realm!"
"The Profound Dao Secret Realm is an ancient relic. It contains many treasures. Although it's dangerous, what does danger matter if one can obtain good things?"
In the distance, a beam of light shot up into the sky, painting the clouds with a brilliant orange hue.
Mei Ziling's eyes flickered as a thought occurred to her. "Feng Ninghe, that's the Profound Dao Secret Realm. The realm is about to open. If you have the guts, come to the Profound Dao Secret Realm."
If she could lure Feng Ninghe into the Profound Dao Secret Realm, she would find a way to have her killed within it.
The Xuanqing Sect disciples slowly picked themselves up from the ground.
Feng Ninghe had merely flicked her hand, but it was more than they could withstand.
"Profound Dao Secret Realm?"
Feng Ninghe raised a delicate eyebrow, her expression not changing much.
This was the first time she had heard of this secret realm.
The ginseng seedling wrapped around her wrist spoke first, its voice excited. "Master! Good things are within the secret realm! I can sense many treasures inside!"
The ginseng seedling transmitted its thoughts telepathically, audible only to Feng Ninghe.
She didn't immediately respond, reaching out to gently pat the seedling as a gesture of reassurance.
If it could make the ginseng seedling this excited, it must be something valuable.
Seeing Feng Ninghe's silence and lack of reaction, Mei Ziling suppressed her emotions and looked at her. "Feng Ninghe, the Profound Dao Secret Realm is fraught with peril. Even if you manage to enter, you may not be able to leave alive. I wonder if you have the courage to step into the realm."
"Exactly! She killed Di Wenbin and refuses to admit it. She's definitely a coward. How could she dare to enter the secret realm?"
"Although the Profound Dao Secret Realm is dangerous, if there's an opportunity, one's cultivation can advance by leaps and bounds! We'll go in ourselves, no need to bother with this timid rat!"
The Xuanqing Sect disciples deliberately tried to provoke Feng Ninghe, muttering amongst themselves.
They were well aware of the rules of the secret realm. If they could lure Feng Ninghe into a trap within it, they could ensure she died without a burial place!
Bai Niannian was starting to lose her patience.
Before she could speak, Feng Xing stepped forward and spoke first. "You can't even defeat me. Do you dare to have a life-and-death duel with me? Do you dare?"
A life-and-death duel continues until one party is dead.
The Xuanqing Sect disciples instinctively took a step back, looking warily at Feng Xing before them.
The young man had sharp, handsome features and a cold expression.
He stood there quietly, yet no one could afford to ignore him.
Feng Xing was the one who had broken the God-Slaying Formation. To possess such ability at such a young age was not to be underestimated.
How could the Xuanqing Sect disciples dare to duel him?
Seeing the others retreat, Feng Xing scoffed, a hint of disdain appearing on his handsome face. "With such courage, you dare to use a provocation tactic."
Anyone with discerning eyes could see that these disciples had ill intentions, deliberately trying to lure Feng Ninghe into the Profound Dao Secret Realm.
"The Profound Dao Secret Realm sounds quite interesting. Ah Xing, Niannian, prepare yourselves. We'll go together when the realm opens."
Feng Ninghe spoke, her clear voice as pleasant as a babbling brook.
A hint of joy appeared on Mei Ziling's face.
At that time, she would definitely ask her father to intervene and have Feng Ninghe killed within the secret realm!
Feng Xing nodded readily. "Alright."
He understood his master's temperament.
Such a crude provocation tactic was useless against his master. If his master didn't want to go to the secret realm, no one could force her.
Feng Ninghe glanced at Mei Ziling and parted her lips, speaking calmly. "Mei Ziling, live a little longer and open your dog eyes wide to see who the true culprit behind Di Wenbin's death is. Last night, I specifically set a trap to lure the mastermind. Do you really think the person who took the bait was innocent?"
With that, she withdrew her gaze and strode away.
As Feng Ninghe left, Feng Xing and the others followed closely behind.
However, these words caused Mei Ziling's beautiful face to furrow deeply.
She had a feeling that Feng Ninghe's words held hidden meaning, as if hinting at something.
Yesterday, Feng Qingcheng and Wang Junzhao had appeared at the Willow Face Sect, but they too were trying to figure out Feng Ninghe's intentions.
Could it be that they were the problem?
It was true that only those two had taken the bait, but they were on good terms with Di Wenbin. How could they have been so ruthless towards him?
After a moment, Mei Ziling regained her composure and quickly shouted, "Feng Ninghe, what do you mean by that? Explain yourself clearly!"
Feng Ninghe was long gone and could no longer hear her voice.