Feng Qingcheng nervously bit her lip, her heart filled with panic.
After killing Di Wenbin, she had put the protective bead into her pocket.
After all, it was a divine artifact, and might be useful at a critical moment, so she kept it for herself.
She never expected that a moment of greed would become a hidden danger!
Feng Qingcheng uneasily lowered her gaze to the spatial bag tied to her waist, wanting to hide it.
But she was bound tightly and couldn't free her hands.
Di Wenbin stood still, gently raising his hand, a glow emanating from his palm.
*Swish!*
Sensing the call, the protective bead shot out from Feng Qingcheng's spatial bag.
The protective bead, emitting a white light, was exceptionally dazzling.
This bead flew rapidly towards Di Wenbin's palm!
Feng Qingcheng despaired. Her face, hidden by the veil, was filled with terror as she shook her head frantically, denying, "He must have used some trick! This bead is mine, and he's not Di Wenbin! He's someone else in disguise!"
Even with irrefutable evidence, Feng Qingcheng refused to admit it, insisting on her false claims.
If convicted, she would no longer be Jinling's foremost beauty, but a rat that everyone wanted to beat.
Di Wenbin took a deep breath, suppressing the anger in his heart: "Feng Qingcheng, I respected you, I treated you like a sister, why would you treat me like this?"
He voiced his doubts once more.
Feng Qingcheng shook her head vigorously, hissing in a low voice, "You are not Di Wenbin! He is already dead!"
Di Wenbin looked directly at the woman before him and said without hesitation, "Indeed, you pierced my chest with a sword and I died! Fortunately, Miss Feng appeared in time and collected a wisp of my soul into a divine artifact, and then reshaped my body. Otherwise, how could I be standing here perfectly intact to confront you?"
"Reshaped my body?"
Feng Qingcheng frowned deeply, her originally gentle eyes now flashing with countless thoughts: "So that's how it is..."
After death, the soul leaves the body immediately. If a divine artifact could preserve the soul and offer a chance to reshape the body, one could return to the world.
This explanation instantly made the surrounding cultivators understand the whole situation.
"So, all this time we've been accusing Feng Ninghe, we were wrong. She actually saved Di Wenbin, and the real murderer is Feng Qingcheng!"
"Sister Qingcheng always took care of us disciples, and would offer guidance if we had doubts. But how could this have happened now..."
The disciples of the Immortal Sect had complex expressions.
They had believed the slander and followed Feng Qingcheng in continuously accusing Feng Ninghe, but in the end, they were wrong.
The Feng Ninghe they had been accusing was a good person, and Feng Qingcheng was the true culprit!
Mei Ziling's body froze instantly, her lips biting tightly with a complex expression: "Feng Ninghe is actually innocent!"
At this moment, everything that had happened in the past flashed before her eyes.
Only then did she understand the meaning of Feng Ninghe's words, both spoken and implied.
Feng Ninghe had already told her that the real culprit was Feng Qingcheng, but she hadn't believed it, convinced that Feng Ninghe was the murderer.
Mei Honghou was also startled, his gaze fixed on the mountain before him: "I said, why would the First Sect accept such a person into their sect? So this is the truth..."
Feng Ninghe lowered her eyes and glanced at Feng Qingcheng, her cold eyes like an iceberg. A chilling female voice slowly emerged from her mouth: "Are you admitting it?"
Feng Qingcheng's eyes were sinister, her brows filled with ferocity: "I found the protective bead by accident. I didn't kill Di Wenbin, you must have impersonated me and killed him!"
She would never admit it herself.
Once she confessed, she would be pushing herself into an abyss.
Feng Qingcheng gritted her teeth, shaking her head desperately, constantly brainwashing herself.
Di Wenbin's face was filled with grief, his gaze towards Feng Qingcheng extremely complex: "Feng Qingcheng, you still refuse to admit it, even if you admit it, I won't take your life."
All he wanted was a sincere apology.
Even if he had died at Feng Qingcheng's hands, he had never intended to take her life.
After all, they had been together for many years, and he had many feelings for this senior sister.
The former Feng Qingcheng had also helped him a lot.
Feng Ninghe spoke, her clear female voice falling slowly: "It doesn't matter if she refuses to admit it. I will make her admit it."
She raised her wrist.
The spatial jade bracelet emitted a crisp silver bell sound.
As soon as the bell rang, Feng Qingcheng lost consciousness, standing still with a dazed expression, her gaze unfocused.
Seeing his disciple's mind being invaded, Tang Zun quickly intervened, but he found that he couldn't break Feng Ninghe's sonic attack!
Feng Ninghe's mental power was incomparable to what it was before, and coupled with Feng Qingcheng's already frenzied and violent state of mind, it was not difficult to control her with a sonic attack.
"Look quickly! That's a sonic attack!"
Some cultivators recognized the technique Feng Ninghe was using and exclaimed, "Sonic attacks can disrupt one's mind and make them answer truthfully. No matter what is asked, they will instinctively confess."
Everyone stared intently at the scene before them, afraid to miss even a moment of the exciting spectacle.
In their perception, Feng Qingcheng was both talented and beautiful, her reputation renowned throughout Jinling. How could she be such a cunning murderer?
Now that the truth was overturned, everyone was filled with shock.
Feng Ninghe gently swayed the spatial jade bracelet, letting the bell ring softly, and opened her mouth to ask, "Feng Qingcheng, why did you kill Di Wenbin?"
"Because he deserved to die. He wasn't of much use anyway, it was his honor to be of some use."
Feng Qingcheng blurted out, her gaze vacant, her voice sounding as stiff as a puppet: "If he didn't die, how could I frame you and make the whole of Jinling turn against you? A lowly woman like you, how could you possibly ride over my head?"
Feng Ninghe's eyes instantly darkened, she raised her beautiful eyebrows and looked directly at her: "You killed Di Wenbin just to frame me?"
Even though she already knew Feng Qingcheng's schemes were vicious and beyond ordinary people.
She was still amazed to hear this news.
The human heart is so complex.
As long as it was beneficial to oneself, one would spare no effort.
Feng Qingcheng fell into a frenzy, letting out a long laugh: "Yes, as long as I can slander Feng Ninghe, that little slut, and take her life, let alone one Di Wenbin, I wouldn't hesitate to kill many more!"
Her sinister female voice echoed through the forest again and again.
Di Wenbin's figure stumbled, and he instinctively took a step back, his eyes wide as he stared at Feng Qingcheng.
He had thought he had done something wrong, which was why Feng Qingcheng wanted his life.
But now he was told that she killed him just to frame Feng Ninghe.
All these years, Feng Qingcheng's understanding and kindness were all a disguise, just to be useful at a critical moment and gain everyone's support.
This woman, with her meticulous planning, was the truly ruthless one!