Zhang Xiaoyi involuntarily took a step back.

Wu Xiaode's voice continued to resonate throughout the interrogation room:

"If there's evidence proving it's indeed my fault, I admit it."

"But playing me like this without evidence—"

"I want a showdown of strength and life and death with him, please allow it, Sect Leader."

Bai Zongmang fell into thought.

Fu Caier pondered back and forth, about to speak, but saw Wu Xiaode turn his head to look her way, smiling gently:

"Cai Er, I know you're anxious, but don't rush."

"Is Senior Brother trying to kill me and Junior Master?" Fu Caier's face turned pale as she hurriedly backed away.

—How did he become like this?

Fu Caier could instinctively sense the killing intent emanating from him.

Damn it.

What can be done?

Who can save me?

A hand reached out to steady Fu Caier.

Fu Caier turned abruptly.

It's Li Tao.

Li Tao!

Fu Caier hesitated for a moment, then grabbed Li Tao's hands suddenly:

"Fifth Brother, Second Brother wants to kill me."

She whimpered.

Li Tao bit his lip, stepped forward, and shielded her behind him.

"Second Brother," he said solemnly, "you've been too impulsive today and missed one important thing."

"What is it?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"From start to finish, Zhang Xiaoyi was the one slandering you; Cai Er didn't do that," Li Tao said.

Everyone couldn't help but collectively recall the events that had just occurred.

Being cultivators, a simple recollection brought the recent scenes to mind.

Fu Caier—

Zhang Xiaoyi claimed Wu Xiaode watched her bathing.

Her words were always like 'let it go,' 'I don't blame him anymore,' 'it's all in the past.'

When Song Qingsi attacked Zhang Xiaoyi, Fu Caier said, "But why does he target Junior Master, Junior Master is such a good person."

Whenever Song Qingsi wanted to confront her or needed evidence from back then—

She would say "I... I don't know," "What Junior Master saw, I... didn't notice."

Anyway, there was never any problem with her from start to finish.

If someone was wrong, it definitely wasn't her!

She persistently spoke and acted from the perspective of being forced to admit something and actively maintaining everyone's harmony.

Such a good girl.

She merely wanted—

"Second Brother, she just wanted to maintain harmonious relationships among everyone."

Li Tao said earnestly.

Wu Xiaode gave Li Tao a curious glance.

An indescribable feeling emerged in his heart, causing him to take it seriously immediately.

Destiny.

The trajectory of destiny controls every individual.

Except for oneself.

No, even if one replaces Fang Yuming, the future path still faces numerous tests.

It's so difficult for oneself, let alone these ignorant cultivators?

"Fifth Brother, I was merely advising her not to rush."

Wu Xiaode said leisurely, "When did I say I wanted to kill her? Seems like she said it herself."

Li Tao was slightly stunned, then relaxed, nodded, and said: "It's all Zhang Xiaoyi spreading rumors and causing trouble. As Junior Master, he enjoys wielding status to oppress others—he must be pressuring Cai Er."

Wu Xiaode couldn't be bothered to respond, directly looking towards Sect Leader Bai Zongmang.

Bai Zongmang spoke:

"Little Wu, the sect welcomes anyone to report misconduct."

"Just because someone reported you today, doesn't mean I can allow you to engage in a life-and-death struggle with the person who reported."

"If this continues, who would dare to report anyone?"

"Sect Leader means?" Wu Xiaode asked.

Bai Zongmang waved his whisk:

"—Just stop at the right point."

Wu Xiaode respectfully said, "Thank you, Sect Leader."

Several elders flew off the stage, motioning for Yao He, Li Tao, and Fu Caier to return to the disciples' group.

"Song Sect Leader, please come up to watch the match."

Bai Zongmang invited.

Song Qingsi glanced at Wu Xiaode.

"We'll finish quickly, then I'll take you to eat," Wu Xiaode said.

Song Qingsi felt reassured, her figure flashing as she flew to the stage.

The field cleared.

Only Zhang Xiaoyi and Wu Xiaode stood in the center of the field.

Zhang Xiaoyi's throat rolled, his face full of anger, as he growled:

"Wu Xiaode, count yourself lucky, Sect Leader said to stop at the right point."

As he spoke, he reached out to tap his waist.

The sword at his side was stored into his pouch.

—Although it's 'stop at the right point,' he interpreted the phrase to mean 'not using weapons.'

He does have some brains.

But what use is that?

Wu Xiaode thought as he put away his sword and knife, smiling:

"So how do you want to fight?"

Zhang Xiaoyi saw him put away his sword, and a surge of fierce joy rose in his heart.

That sword, he couldn't stop it!

Without a sword, how will he fight me?

He's at the Nascent Soul stage, while I'm a Golden Core, our mana powers are different!

Often, quantity is everything!

"Arrogant fool, I can handle you any way I want."

He directly began forming a hand gesture.

Wu Xiaode, however, moved his hands and feet, as if not seeing his opponent's spell taking shape, his gaze lowered.

He was pondering a question.

As Sect Leader, Bai Zongmang indeed was correct to say 'stop at the right point.'

Then if I want to stay in the sect, I can't kill Zhang Xiaoyi publicly this time.

What other way is there...

Got it!

In the instant he figured it out, Zhang Xiaoyi's magic was already complete.

Golden Light Shield!

A layer of spirit light formed an oval around Zhang Xiaoyi, protecting him.

— The Five Elements Gold Skill of the Nascent Soul realm!

Zhang Xiaoyi first ensured his own safety and immediately began to make the next hand gesture for a spell.

His movements were quick, and his tactics were the standard strategy against a sword cultivator.

Even the strength of the Golden Light Shield emitted standard Nascent Soul stage spiritual power fluctuations.

The second magic was the extremely lethal Golden Light Slash.

Within the Five Elements Gold Skill, this spell could unleash thirty-six extremely sharp golden beams, all slashing towards the enemy.

Spell complete!

Golden light erupted from Zhang Xiaoyi's hands.

All the elders outside the field held their breath, making hand gestures, ready to rescue Wu Xiaode.

But in the next instant.

A voice appeared behind Zhang Xiaoyi:

"I've thought it over, there are always things that can make you feel worse than killing you."

— Again from behind!

The last sword strike was from behind, do you think I'm not defending against this move?

"Go to hell!"

Zhang Xiaoyi roared, releasing the spell towards the back without hesitation.

Thirty-six fierce golden beams surged violently, airtight, fully twisting towards Wu Xiaode.

Wu Xiaode remained calm, dodging with small steps back and forth.

His dodging was so understated, it was as if he had experienced countless battles of this kind.

In an instant.

All the golden beams missed, flying towards the walls of the Precepts Hall, creating chaotic, deep incisions several inches deep.

"Such an excellent movement technique."

Bai Zongmang admired, his gaze fixed on Wu Xiaode, as if appreciating a priceless treasure.

"Nothing more than this." Song Qingsi said.

Her eyes lowered slightly, her expression indifferent, secretly wiping the sweat from her palms onto the Xiushui Sword's scabbard.

The scene changed again.

Zhang Xiaoyi's full-power strike missed, and his spiritual power immediately plunged into chaos.

He was wide open!

Taking the opportunity, Wu Xiaode stepped forward—

"Who do you think you are!"

Zhang Xiaoyi roared and slapped his storage pouch, pulling out the longsword he carried and grasping it.

— Absolutely cannot lose to him again!

Even if it breaks the rules, I must not lose to a Golden Core!

"Impudent!"

"No!"

"Zhang Xiaoyi!"

The crowd, surprised by the change, was both shocked and angry, yet saw Wu Xiaode step forward again, slightly shaking his head.

He punched—

Boom!!!

Zhang Xiaoyi's entire Golden Light Shield was struck by the punch, emitting flickering light constantly.

"You want to break my Golden Light Shield? Wishful thinking!"

He laughed fiercely, wielding his sword towards Wu Xiaode.

— Hmm?

The sword was like an afterimage but couldn't hit Wu Xiaode at all.

That punch lifted Zhang Xiaoyi along with his Golden Light Shield off the ground, floating in the air!

Song Qingsi suddenly opened her previously lowered eyes.

Indeed!

Although the Golden Light Shield is strong in protection, its coverage is also large.

Wu Xiaode didn't even need to target a vulnerable spot, just hit the Golden Light Shield—

like hitting a ball—

From the "enough is enough" perspective, he had already won!

But that's not all!

Wu Xiaode took two small steps, leaped high, dodged that sword, and spun with a soccer kick!

Thud—

Incredibly deep sound, where his foot met with the Golden Light Shield, the air twisted and deformed.

That kick was so powerful!

Zhang Xiaoyi along with his Golden Light Shield was like a ball, kicked flying out, transforming into a soaring golden beam.

Crash—

The ceiling was shattered.

The golden sphere went far into the night sky, accompanied by Zhang Xiaoyi's unwilling voice:

"Ahhhh, I haven't lost—"

The voice gradually faded, disappearing without a trace.

The golden beam flew farther and farther, even tracing a curve in the sky.

— A curved ball.

The scene fell silent.

— And that still counts as not losing?

Not losing my ass!

Too pathetic!

Wu Xiaode lowered his foot, landed on the ground, and clasped his fists towards the stage, grinning:

"Sect Leader."

"I always act according to the sect's Taoism, so although Junior Master Zhang violated the rules, I didn't go hard on him, he won't die."

Bai Zongmang sighed and said: "You didn't kill him... but..."

"We fought so politely, not even seeing blood, stopping just short." Wu Xiaode added.

Bai Zongmang wanted to say something but ultimately stayed silent.

The crowd didn't speak either.

Yes.

Junior Master Zhang has the Golden Light Shield, so even if he crashes into flowers, he wouldn't die.

But—

A dignified Nascent Soul cultivator, kicked away as a ball by a Golden Core, disappearing into the night sky.

How will he have the face to stay in the sect and act as a Junior Master afterward?

How will he face others?

Your Taoism may exist, but not much of it!

Song Qingsi could no longer hold back, patting the sword sheath and saying:

"What a social death kick..."

"Friend Wu has fulfilled enmity and justice, worthy of being one of us."

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