Fall: Rebirth

Accompanied by a clear and melodious phoenix cry, Feng Chu and Jia Wu flew back to the Qiankun Palace.

"It's you." After seeing Jiawu, Ziying's face was full of astonishment, and his heart was full of disbelief and confusion.

However, Jia Wu always maintained an arrogant attitude, as if she didn't care about anything around her. She raised her chin slightly, and her eyes revealed a hint of evil charm and disdain.

"Water God, long time no see!" Jia Wu said in a sarcastic tone, with a barely perceptible sneer in his voice.

At this moment, Qingtian's majestic voice sounded like thunder, deafening and resounding throughout the Qiankun Palace: "Jiawu, why did you injure the guards and escape without permission instead of staying in the exile place to reflect on your sins?"

This sentence was like a thunder, breaking the deathly silence at the scene.

Everyone turned their eyes to Jiawu, surprise and confusion written all over everyone's face, and they were all expecting Jiawu to give a reasonable explanation.

However, Jia Wu did not answer Qing Tian's question immediately. She slowly turned her head, her eyes flashing with dissatisfaction, and stared straight at the direction where Qing Tian was. She did not say a word, but just snorted contemptuously.

This attitude made everyone present look at each other, feeling her stubbornness and indomitable spirit.

"Don't be rude." Feng Chu's cold voice came, with a hint of undisguised anger.

She kicked Jiawu's knee without hesitation, and the force was so great that Jiawu was caught off guard and fell to the ground with a thud.

Despite such humiliation, Jia Wu still did not give in. She straightened her spine, and the arrogance in her eyes did not diminish at all. She shook her sleeves vigorously and turned her face away, as if she was disdainful of Qingtian.

This resolute resistance surprised everyone present.

"Quite stubborn." Yan Yin looked at the Jiawu in front of him, and a feeling of curiosity surged in his heart. He seemed to find it quite interesting.

Qingtian glared at Jiawu, his voice as loud as a bell: "Jiawu, do you admit your guilt?"

His tone was full of majesty and rebuke, hoping that his momentum would make Jiawu realize his mistakes.

However, Jia Wu remained unmoved. She closed her lips tightly and said nothing, as if she was determined to fight Qingtian to the end.

Jiawu raised her head and looked straight at Qingtian, with stubbornness and defiance in her eyes.

"What crime have I committed? I just wanted to leave that damn place." Jiawu's voice was cold and firm.

"Escaping from the land of exile is a crime, and injuring the guards is an even greater crime." Yuangu said righteously.

"Hmph, do you really think I can easily escape by my own strength?" Jia Wu sneered, his eyes full of disdain and ridicule.

Qingtian frowned, stared at Jiawu, and said coldly: "Is there any other hidden dangers in the exile land?"

His voice was low and majestic, carrying an unquestionable aura.

Jia Wu looked up at Qing Tian coldly, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a barely perceptible smile, but she said nothing. Her cold expression made people feel an indescribable sense of oppression.

"Speak!" Qingtian's voice sounded like thunder, his eyes revealed strong anger and dissatisfaction, and he seemed to be on the verge of exploding.

However, facing Qingtian's questioning, Jiawu still maintained an arrogant look on her face, with no intention of explaining. She tightly closed her lips and looked at Qingtian firmly, as if challenging his authority.

"It seems that you don't want to drink the wine." Seeing this, Yan Yin stood up suddenly, and a blazing flame ignited in his palm. The flame danced, emitting a scorching breath, and the surrounding air was scorched.

"Wait." At this moment, Qingli suddenly spoke up to stop them. Her voice was clear and pleasant, like the sound of nature, which made people look at her sideways.

"Perhaps she has her own difficulties." Qingli said softly, with wisdom in her eyes. Her tone was calm and gentle, giving people a sense of calmness and reliability.

"When will you change your hot temper?" Ziying glanced at Yan Yin unhappily and muttered.

"You..." Yan Yin was immediately furious when Ziying said this. He widened his eyes and was about to refute.

"Okay, God of Fire, since Huanyang has to be on duty today, you might as well send him back, and take Yi Chun back with you, and then go to the place of exile to check if there is anything wrong with the seal." Qingtian really didn't want to see the Gods of Water and Fire quarreling again, so he had to send Yan Yin away. After all, there were some things that these disciples were not convenient to talk about, so he let Yan Yin take them away.

Although Yan Yin was unwilling, he could not disobey Qingtian's order, so he had to leave Qiankun Hall with Huanyang and Yi Chun indignantly.

Qingtian looked at Qingli thoughtfully, then looked at Jiawu and said in a deep voice: "Jiawu, I will give you a chance to explain the reason."

"Didn't I say it? I just want to leave that damn place. Since there is a way to leave, why shouldn't I leave? Instead of spending long years in exile, it is better to come out. You can kill me if you want. I can also die quickly." Jia Wu said coldly, his voice seemed to come from the Nine Nether Hell.

"Who is helping you?" Qingtian's voice was like a huge bell, echoing in the entire space, carrying a heavy pressure.

His eyes were as sharp as a sword, staring intently at Jia Wu in front of him, as if he wanted to see through her body to see the truth hidden behind it.

Jia Wu looked impatient and answered unhappily: "How should I know who it is? Anyway, as long as he can get me out of that damn place, I don't care who he is!"

Hearing this, Qingtian's face became even gloomier. He slapped the armrest hard and said sternly: "Feng Chu, send her to Wan Xingyuan!"

Feng Chu replied softly, "Yes." Although the voice was not loud, it revealed a firm determination.

Yuangu and Cangyan couldn't help but look at each other, with surprise and confusion in their eyes. They obviously did not expect Qingtian to make such a decision.

Qingli and Ziying were also very surprised. They turned their heads at the same time and looked at Qingtian in shock.

Jia Wu snorted coldly, with no fear on her face. She walked towards the door resolutely, as if she was ready to accept any punishment.

However, Qingli could not sit idly by. She quickly stood up, walked quickly to Jiawu's side, and stood shoulder to shoulder with her.

She turned around, faced Qingtian, and said anxiously: "Master, Wan Xingyuan's punishment is too severe. The mistake Jiawu made is far from worthy of such severe punishment!" Her voice was earnest and pleading, hoping to change Qingtian's decision.

Hearing Qingli's words, Jiawu's eyes suddenly became moist. But she didn't say anything, she just closed her eyes silently, as if trying to control her inner emotions.

"Jiawu, do you have anything else to say?" Qingtian looked at her expressionlessly, with no emotion in his eyes.

Jia Wu just lowered his head and said nothing, as if he had already accepted all the accusations and charges.

"Don't think that I don't know. With your ability, if you really want to escape, you can do it quietly and there is no need to hurt those guards. You did this just to attract the attention of the guards so that everyone can find out that the barrier of the exile land is abnormal. And you deliberately let yourself be caught just because you want to die." Qingli turned his head and stared at Jiawu sharply. Every word he said showed his understanding of Jiawu.

The corners of Jiawu's mouth rose slightly, revealing a barely perceptible smile, but it disappeared in a flash.

She turned her head and looked at Qingli with an evil and provocative look, secretly sighing in her heart that she really knew herself best.

"So what?" Jia Wu's voice was cold and firm, without any intention of backing down. She didn't seem to care about other people's opinions, she just wanted to stick to her choice.

At this time, Ziying, who had been sitting on the side, finally couldn't help but stood up, pointed at Jiawu with an angry face, and said loudly: "If you want to die, it's your business, but you can't seriously injure my apprentice, she is innocent!"

"I just hit her once, how could I have seriously injured her?" Jia Wu looked at Zi Ying coldly, a trace of disdain flashed in her eyes, then she slowly turned around, looked at Qing Tian, ​​sneered and said: "She was seriously injured by those vengeful spirit trees in the Nether Forest, I don't know what the ancestor god is thinking, in that kind of place, if there is no special lantern, unless you have the cultivation of a god or above, it would be extremely difficult to escape once you enter it, right? That kind of place that caused serious harm to the God Realm is still preserved, and people are sent to guard it with such great effort. Could it be that there are some precious treasures hidden in it? Let's talk about the exile land, where all kinds of sinful gods are imprisoned, but those disciples are sent to guard it. If it wasn't me who escaped today, would they still be able to save their lives?"

After hearing what Jiawu said, Ziying thought to herself: My good sister, you are really bringing me warmth!

Ziying seized this opportunity and said to Qingtian: "Ancestor God, since we have come to this point, Ziying also has something to say."

"Oh? Do you have anything to say?" Qingtian stared at Ziying solemnly.

"Yi Chun has been in exile for a thousand years. Now it is time for her to return. And that place really needs to be guarded by some people with lower-god cultivation or above, rather than letting these disciples who have not yet been promoted to gods take risks." Ziying said calmly.

Qingtian pondered for a while, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, and he slowly said: "What you said makes sense."

Seeing this situation, Qingli quickly seized the opportunity to add: "Master, if this is the case, why not give Jiawu a lighter punishment."

Yuan Gu also echoed, "Yes, Father God, Jia Wu has made a great contribution this time. Wan Xingyuan's punishment is really too harsh."

"Yes, Ancestor God, she could have just left this time, but she chose to come back and pass on key information to us. Her crime is far from being enough to be thrown into the Abyss of Ten Thousand Punishments!" Ziying couldn't help but echoed.

"Why do you need to beg for mercy?" Jia Wu said without any appreciation. Her voice was cold and firm, as if she disdained everyone's good intentions.

"I was wondering why you are so stubborn?" Ziying looked at Jiawu unhappily, feeling a little annoyed.

Qingtian waved his hand to stop the argument.

His eyes were like torches, staring at Jia Wu, and he said slowly: "Jia Wu, considering your meritorious service this time, Wan Xing Yuan will be spared. But you still need to be punished for injuring the guards. Go to the Cliff of Reflection and repent!"

Hearing Qingtian's words, Jiawu frowned slightly, but she didn't say anything.

Then, Qingtian looked at Ziying and said in a serious tone: "Regarding the defense of the Land of Exile, I will carefully consider it. Yi Chun will stay in the God Realm for the time being after handing over the work."

Ziying was delighted when he heard this, and hurriedly thanked him: "Thank you, Ancestor God."