Immortal, save me!

This person was clearly the woman in yellow who had been wandering in front of his yard in the middle of the night a few days ago, but led him to the peach blossom forest and disappeared.

Yan Pei looked at the woman seriously and said, "Huang Jing, tell me everything you know without reservation."

Huang Jing was startled and subconsciously glanced at Luo Jin, then lowered her head and spoke cautiously.

"…This incident was indeed done by Master Luo. He asked me if there was any medicine that could lower one's cultivation level, so I asked my uncle to get some Sanling Powder from the Yang family…"

She did have an uncle working for the Yang family, and she did ask her uncle to take the Sanling Powder from the Yang family, but the Sanling Powder was not given to Luo Jin, but to another person.

Luo Jin said sarcastically, "Anything else? If you want to convict me based on just these few words, then your evidence is too weak."

Yan Pei and several other elders stared at Huang Jing. Under tremendous pressure, Huang Jing swallowed her saliva and added.

"A few days before the incident, Master Luo and I met once. I... was attracted to him and told him my feelings. He did not respond, but instead asked me if I had a drug that could lower one's cultivation level."

"I said I had some, and he asked me to bring him some. I asked him what he was going to do with the medicine. He said that the disciples living nearby had bad tempers and always looked down on him and treated him coldly, so he wanted to teach them a lesson."

"I, I originally wanted to dissuade him, but he threatened me. If I didn't agree, he would falsely accuse me of seducing him and make me look bad in front of the sect..."

Huang Jing couldn't help crying as she spoke. To the disciples who didn't know the truth, she was crying out of fear because she was being threatened.

Perhaps only she herself knows why she is crying, whether it is the compromise caused by being oppressed by power, or the struggle and pain that goes against her own heart.

"In the following days, I tried to excuse myself that I had run out of Sanling Powder, but he kept writing me letters to threaten me. I had no choice but to ask my uncle to find a way to get some Sanling Powder."

She wiped her tears with her sleeve, suppressed her emotions and turned to look at the letter paper and medicine bag placed on a plate beside her.

"It's these letters..."

Luo Jin looked at her expressionlessly and asked, "What letter?"

Because of his experiences in his youth, he hated being wronged the most in his life. Once, his entire family was accused of a false crime and executed.

Now he is going to die unjustly for murdering disciples of Tianyan Sect and coercing and intimidating female disciples?

This totally hits his lungs!

He suppressed his anger and continued, "You said I wrote a letter to threaten you? Why don't you open the letter and read it, so that everyone can see how I threatened you."

Huang Jing shrank back and said nothing, then she heard Yan Pei's stern voice on the podium: "Read it."

Huang Jing opened the letter with trembling hands and read it intermittently.

Luo Jin was trying to recall whether he had written anything after coming to Tianyan Sect. As far as he could remember, he had written notes to the Qin brothers and nothing else.

Luo Jin: "Words are not enough, I need to compare the handwriting."

The people of Tianyan Sect had obviously made all the preparations, and they just agreed when they heard him say so.

Luo Jin took the letter and started reading it. At first glance, the words on it looked like they were written by the same person, but there were subtle differences.

"This is not my handwriting."

Luo Jin said bluntly.

Yan Pei shouted, "You still want to deny it? We have compared your handwriting. This is clearly your handwritten letter!"

"Handwritten letter? There are tens of thousands of people in this world. Are there always some people who are gifted and good at imitating other people's handwriting?"

Yan Pei: “Quibbling!”

Luo Jin: "Okay, I'll just say that. Then I'll tell you something else."

Luo Jin looked at Huang Jing again and asked, "You said that you and I met once a few days before the incident. When was that time? Was it the day we went to the peach blossom forest?"

Huang Jing nodded nervously: "Yes."

Luo Jin: "Since you like me, why did you lead me to the peach blossom forest and I disappeared? Did you mean to let me meet Meng Ziyue, the Taoist friend?"

Huang Jing looked a little anxious and said, "I didn't. I did confess my feelings to you before arriving at the peach blossom forest."

"It's just that you didn't respond to me. After you threatened me to agree to give you the spirit powder, I left. I didn't know what happened to you and Senior Sister Meng afterwards."

Luo Jin sneered, "What a naive person! You can cover up the truth by saying you didn't know. It's really convenient."

"Then I would like to ask, how much medicinal powder is needed to reduce a person's cultivation level? And what role does your uncle play in the Yang family?"

In order to reduce a person's cultivation and have it work quickly, at least fifty grams of scattered spirit powder is needed, and there are a total of forty-eight disciples who were harmed.

It is not easy to take out so much scattered spiritual powder at one time. Even if Huang Jing's uncle is a high-ranking servant of the Yang family, he cannot take it out. I am afraid that only Yang Ting, the young master of the Yang family, has that ability.

Lu Ren, who paid a huge price to obtain a little Sanling Powder, knew very well how rare this medicine was. Unless Huang Jing's uncle was a core member of the Yang family, or the Yang family gave it to him, he would not be able to get so much powder.

Huang Jing was really stumped by the question. She stammered and could not say anything. She could only reluctantly say, "I don't know how much medicine powder you need. I will give you as much as my uncle gives me."

Luo Jin asked, "What about your uncle? What does he do?"

Huang Jing: “…control…”

Before he could finish, he was interrupted by Yan Pei.

"Alright, now that we have the evidence, no matter how much you argue, it won't change the fact that you murdered my disciples. Since you refuse to admit it, it seems that you have given up that opportunity."

"In that case, then give my disciples an explanation now!"

Yan Pei stood up and shouted, "Come here, take him down!"

The disciples of the law enforcement team came over and surrounded Luo Jin.

"Ah."

Luo Jin sneered repeatedly. It was the first time in her life that she saw such a shameless old man who forced people to buy things and refused. It really broadened her horizons!

It’s just a pity that he is only eighteen years old and has just cultivated to the Golden Core realm, but he has to face a group of Yuanying cultivators who are hundreds of years old and several elders in the God Transformation realm who are thousands of years old.

He only hated that he was not born a few hundred years earlier, so that he ended up being bullied at will.

"A bunch of shameless hypocrites who are pretending to be righteous!"

Luo Jin cursed angrily and immediately rushed to Huang Jing beside him, grabbed her wrist and threw her out, hitting several law enforcement team disciples directly.

Taking advantage of this gap, Luo Jin leaped out of the encirclement at a high speed, using his spiritual power to the extreme and ran straight out of the sect.

But those people behind him are not vegetarians. Each of them has a higher level of cultivation than him, and it is only a matter of time before they catch up with him.

Luo Jin had barely run far when several fierce attacks came towards him from behind. He barely dodged them but was still staggered by the aftermath of the spiritual power.