If you're trying to frame me, you've come to the wrong person.

Ling Yushuang began to panic at this moment.

Old Ancestor, what do you mean by that evasive look?

The Old Ancestor of the Ling Family felt sorrow in his heart.

He couldn't gamble the Ling Family's foundation for the sake of one Ling Yushuang.

Moreover, even if the Ling Family fought against Mount Sumeru, they would only end up dead.

It would be better to sacrifice Ling Yushuang alone to preserve the Ling Family.

Even that Disciple from Mount Sumeru seemed to be on good terms with Ling Yushuang.

Perhaps he could save Ling Yushuang once.

When the time came, they could just sacrifice some things to earn Ling Yushuang's forgiveness.

Disappointment filled Ling Yushuang's eyes.

Her gaze fell upon Lin Wentian.

Lin Wentian gave Ling Yushuang a reassuring look.

He stepped forward proactively.

"Three Old Ancestors, please listen to my explanation. This matter really has nothing to do with Yushuang."

"Master told me to go down the mountain to resolve my inner turmoil, which has now been settled. The person who helped me was Yushuang."

The expressions of the Three Old Mountain Masters shifted slightly.

However, they did not believe Lin Wentian's words now.

Facts speak louder than words.

"As for why Junior Sister's Origin is inside her body, I can explain that."

Hearing this, the three Mountain Masters temporarily restrained their killing intent.

If Lin Wentian didn't give them an explanation...

...then they wouldn't be blamed for turning hostile.

Their hearts ached at the thought of something happening to Luo Qingshui.

Previously, when their Lifespans were nearing their end, it was Luo Qingshui who helped them extend their lives.

Now they were being told that something had happened to Luo Qingshui.

If this matter truly had something to do with Lin Wentian...

...they wouldn't mind killing Lin Wentian to avenge Luo Qingshui.

Even if Lin Wentian's Master were here, it wouldn't matter.

"Three Old Ancestors, you should also know that Junior Sister has always admired me. Because of my childhood experiences, the one I love is Miss Ling."

"After Junior Sister found out, she poisoned her."

"In truth, Miss Ling is the victim. Just because I love her, she almost suffered at Junior Sister's hands."

"Out of necessity, I could only borrow some of Junior Sister's blood to help Miss Ling neutralize the poison. Afterwards, I treated Junior Sister's injuries before leaving with Miss Ling."

"As for why Junior Sister later met with foul play, I truly do not know."

The three Old Ancestors just watched Lin Wentian calmly.

Lin Wentian's heart was about to jump out of his chest.

He was nervous inside; that was the truth of the matter, but he didn't know if the Old Ancestors would believe him.

He inadvertently turned his head to glance at the smiling Chu Xinghe.

His heart suddenly skipped a beat.

A terrifying thought emerged within him.

Could Junior Sister's death be related to Destiny?

Could it be that he knew about Junior Sister's situation?

Was his goal to use him to lure Junior Sister out and then strike her down?

Once this thought appeared, it became uncontrollable.

The more he thought about it, the more it seemed to be the case.

His gaze inadvertently met Ling Yushuang's for a moment.

Ling Yushuang's heart also skipped a beat.

Her Family had abandoned her.

She didn't know if the experts of Mount Sumeru still believed Lin Wentian's words.

She could only save herself.

Perhaps she could use the experts of Mount Sumeru to investigate Destiny's secrets.

She had already considered that if it really was Destiny's doing...

...then what was the purpose behind it?

The scene fell silent.

Chu Xinghe stood in the distance.

Seeing Lin Wentian's gaze inadvertently fall upon him...

...his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

This isn't good; I'm being targeted by this schemer.

Fortunately, he had kept some tricks up his sleeve.

This matter didn't have much to do with him.

At worst, he could just buy a Supreme Ghost.

However, it was clear that the Ling Family didn't dare to act against Mount Sumeru.

What a waste of his feelings.

He had wanted to instigate some conflict and profit from it.

Unfortunately, his wish could not be fulfilled.

The Three Old Mountain Masters looked at each other.

"Wentian, we cannot believe your words. Even if your Master were here, we would dare to say that ten of you aren't worth one Qingshui."

"Even if your explanation is good, we know one thing: you were the one who called Qingshui out."

"You also knew your Junior Sister loved you, so why did you still call her over?"

"Even if Qingshui poisoned her, she got what she deserved. Now that Qingshui has met with trouble, you and she must take responsibility."

Lin Wentian's face turned grim.

His Master hadn't shown up, perhaps because he was also in a difficult position.

That must be why he sent these three Old Ancestors.

He knew that to his Master, Qingshui was also more important than him.

"Regarding Junior Sister's matter, perhaps someone knows something."

Hearing this, the three men stared at Lin Wentian simultaneously.

"You must take responsibility for what you say."

Lin Wentian nodded.

His gaze fell upon Chu Xinghe, who was watching the show.

"Brother Tianming, why are you still hiding in the back? If something happened to Junior Sister, you are the most suspicious."

The Three Old Mountain Masters' gazes simultaneously landed on Chu Xinghe.

A massive pressure swept over him.

Chu Xinghe coughed.

"Seniors, it's better not to release your killing intent toward me."

Looking at the composed Chu Xinghe...

...the three men's hearts skipped a beat.

They were three Supreme Experts.

Even a hint of their pressure was not something an ordinary Prodigy could withstand.

Chu Xinghe stepped forward proactively.

"Brother Lin, this isn't what we agreed upon. When will you ever fix this habit of going back on your word?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the three Mount Sumeru Old Ancestors looked thoughtful.

What did that mean?

Could it be that the two of them had conspired to kill Qingshui?

The more the three thought about it, the more it felt like the case.

Chu Xinghe coughed.

He took out two pieces of paper.

"I don't know how Luo Qingshui met with trouble, but I do know that Ling Yushuang owes me one heavenly saint opportunity, and you, Lin Wentian, owe me one supreme opportunity."

After Chu Xinghe finished speaking, the scene fell into a dead silence.

One supreme opportunity and one heavenly saint opportunity.

Obtaining just one would be cause for great gratitude.

No one expected both to fall into one person's hands at the same time.

Many people present began to look at him with strange expressions.

Even the Three Old Mountain Masters of Mount Sumeru doubted the truth of this matter.

Zhongli Qingmeng, who was watching from the side, frowned.

Why was this way of handling things so familiar?

Why was it so similar to that person?

But their appearance and temperament were different.

If one were to say these things could be changed...

...then what about the Physique?

Heaven and Earth Mourn Together; the Immortal-Demon Body has already vanished.

Even the immortal demon zither has self-immolated.

There is no longer an Immortal-Demon Body in this world.

Damned Heavenly Dao, are you trying to deal with my Zhongli Family in another way?

Are you arranging someone familiar to make me feel favorable toward him...

...and subsequently lead my Zhongli Family into destruction?

No, this person must die.

No one can replace him.

Even if he is only slightly similar, he must die.

Chu Xinghe coughed.

"I know everyone finds this unbelievable, and I don't want to cause more misunderstandings. Since Luo Qingshui came out of Mount Sumeru, I do indeed bear some responsibility."

The Three Old Mountain Masters looked at each other, a flicker of emotion in their eyes.

Lin Wentian had a bad premonition.

Even Ling Yushuang felt a sense of crisis approaching.

They subconsciously didn't want Destiny to speak.

Chu Xinghe took out the IOU for the heavenly saint opportunity.

"Miss Ling, is this IOU the one you signed?"

Ling Yushuang didn't want to admit it.

She couldn't quite figure out Chu Xinghe's intentions right now.

"I signed it."