Chapter 486: My immortal acting skills are divine!

"Since Elder Yin is so insistent, we also shouldn't go against it." Huang Daxian sighed, seeming reluctant, said, "Immediately cancel the memorial service, but please remember, Elder Yin, the Saintess has always lived in our hearts."

What joy in life, what fear in death!

Lighter than a goose feather, heavier than Mount Tai.

Some people die, yet they are actually still alive!

Some people live, but they have long been dead!

Huang Daxian's eyes teared uncontrollably, his voice full of grievance, growing softer and softer until it turned into sobs, even choking, and he collapsed helplessly on the ground.

"I swear, my immortal acting skills are divine!" Heifeng looked at Huang Daxian, who seemed to want to hold a memorial for the Taiyin Saintess but lay limp on the ground, helpless and powerless, his eyes staring blankly.

Especially those few lines Huang Daxian said at the end: "What joy in life, what fear in death!"

Lighter than a goose feather, heavier than Mount Tai.

Some people die, yet they are actually still alive!

Some people live, but they have long been dead!

The more one savors these words, the more one feels they embody righteousness.

Why didn't the demon master tell me? Huang Daxian is still a talented man full of knowledge; from now on I should follow him closely.

Look at those Taiyin Shengdi cultivators, their emotions are clearly stirred.

Huang Daxian and Heifeng, faced with Yin Jiuyou's stern attitude, showed extreme grief and reluctance.

Their weeping grew more sorrowful, tears swirling in their eyes, as if they could not accept the fact that the memorial service had been canceled.

"Elder Yin, you're making us unfilial!" Huang Daxian wept uncontrollably, his voice trembling with despair, "The Saintess has shown us immense kindness, yet now she's gone, we can't even hold a proper memorial for her—how can we face our ancestors and fellow sect members who bled and sacrificed for the holy land?"

Heifeng also looked grief-stricken, he knelt on the ground, gripping Yin Jiuyou's robe, pleading: "Elder Yin, please, just let us do one last thing for the Saintess."

"Your great kindness and virtue, we will never forget."

Yin Jiuyou stared at them coldly, his eyes showing not a hint of wavering.

Yin Jiuyou has never been someone easily swayed by emotions.

"Are you challenging my bottom line?" Yin Jiuyou's voice hinted at killing intent, "Say it again—immediately cancel the memorial service, or don't blame me for being rude."

Huang Daxian and Heifeng exchanged a glance, a flash of resolve in their eyes.

They knew that if they persisted, it would directly cause the disciples fighting outside for Taiyin Shengdi to resent Yin Jiuyou.

Because if they don't angrily strive now, the future fate of the Taiyin Saintess after her fall could become theirs.

They have no backing; if they fall while serving the sect outside, they won't even get a memorial, ending up as traceless duckweed, or even exposed corpses in the wilderness, devoured by beasts and birds.

Huang Daxian glanced at the crowd; many Taiyin Shengdi cultivators had red eyes and trembled uncontrollably, clearly dissatisfied with Elder Yin's actions.

A cold smile curled Huang Daxian's lips; he immediately knew how to face Elder Yin next.

"Elder Yin, are you trying to force us with our lives?" Huang Daxian slowly rose, his tone tinged with helplessness, "If so, we can only obey."

Heifeng also rose, a flash of unwillingness in his eyes, but he finally lowered his head: "We will not cancel the memorial service, but please remember, Elder Yin, even if we fall for the Saintess's heroic soul, we will absolutely not regret sacrificing our lives."

"Hmph, arrogant!" Yin Jiuyou snorted coldly, "Do you still want to overturn the heavens?"

However, as the two sides argued without end, some Taiyin Shengdi cultivators finally could no longer suppress their anger.

"The Saintess's contributions to Taiyin Shengdi are unmatched; her sacrifice is a loss for us all." A middle-aged cultivator stepped forward, eyes flashing with anger, "Holding a memorial service is the least respect we owe her; it's only natural."

"That's right, the Saintess protected us all her life; now she's gone, can we not even hold a memorial for her?" Another young cultivator joined the support, his voice tinged with madness.

The memorial service is a commemoration of the fallen Taiyin Saintess, Xi Daozi, and other cultivators, affirming their brave sacrifice against foreign enemies.

Upon hearing this, Yin Jiuyou's face grew even darker; he hadn't expected so many to oppose him.

His cold gaze swept over the crowd, trying to find the leader, but each cultivator who stepped forward burned with righteous indignation, not seeming to be provoked.

"Elder Yin, aren't you going too far?" an older cultivator said slowly, his voice tinged with blame, "The Saintess and Elder Xi Daozi sacrificed themselves to protect the holy land."

"Now you want to deprive our fellow disciples of the right to commemorate them—is this really the conduct of our Taiyin Shengdi?"

A flash of anger crossed Yin Jiuyou's eyes; he hadn't imagined he'd be pushed to this point.

If he persists, it may provoke public outrage, which would be extremely detrimental to his standing in Taiyin Shengdi.

"Hmph, since everyone thinks that way, I have nothing more to say." Yin Jiuyou snorted coldly, already secretly noting those cultivators who dared oppose him, planning to settle accounts later.

As a prominent elder of Taiyin Shengdi, he had always issued orders, with none daring to defy him.

However, today those cultivators speaking for the Taiyin Saintess made him lose face before everyone, a resentment he could not swallow.

Yin Jiuyou's face was so dark it seemed water could drip from it.

The thick palms in his embroidered robe clenched, each thud like a heavy hammer striking his heart, making his chest heave violently.

"Elder, what should we do?"

A trusted disciple beside Elder Yin cautiously sent a voice transmission asking.

Yin Jiuyou snorted coldly, a flash of ruthlessness in his eyes: "How to deal with them?"

"Those ignorant fools dare challenge my authority—they're seeking their own death."

"Go, find out everything about those cultivators for me."

"Make sure they know that only I have the authority to enforce the rules of Taiyin Shengdi."

That trusted disciple received the order and departed.

Next, Yin Jiuyou summoned several capable disciples.

"Elder, should we act directly against them?" a disciple asked.

Yin Jiuyou shook his head: "No, we can't act so openly, or it will draw the attention of other holy land elders; we must be covert."

"We can tamper with their cultivation resources, causing them to lose out unknowingly, to see if they dare offend you again," another trusted disciple suggested.

"That's a good idea."

"Besides, I heard some of them have recently been searching for rare spiritual herbs; we can set a trap in this matter so they reap what they sow." Yin Jiuyou thought it over and nodded.

"Haha, Elder Yin is wise." A nearby disciple sent a voice transmission praising him.

Yin Jiuyou's face finally showed a hint of a satisfied smile.

「Peng—」

However, just then, a clear phoenix cry suddenly came from the sky, and brilliant rosy light streaked across the horizon, as if a divine descent.

Everyone looked up and saw a group of cultivators dressed in Taiyin Shengdi attire, riding a cloud palanquin pulled by immortal cranes, slowly descending onto the memorial site.

Leading them was a peerless female cultivator with an otherworldly bearing; her eyes showed determination and dignity—she was the leader of the Taiyin Shengnu lineage, named Yuehua Xianzi.

Her appearance immediately gave all the cultivators present a powerful aura; even Yin Jiuyou couldn't help but frown.

"Yin Jiuyou, what are you doing?" Moonflower Fairy's voice was clear and cold yet strong; her gaze locked onto Yin Jiuyou, sending a chill through him.

"Moonflower, you've come just in time.

"They are holding a grandiose memorial here, which has already damaged the dignity of Taiyin Shengdi.

"For the dignity of the holy land, let them leave." Yin Jiuyou, after thinking of the people behind him, let out a cold snort, unbeknownst to gods or ghosts, straightened his spirit and retorted.

Moonflower Fairy gave a faint smile.

Her gaze swept over the crowd and finally landed on Huang Daxian and Heifeng: "The memorial is to honor our heroes, who gave their lives for the holy land; this is the respect they deserve.

"Yin Jiuyou, it is your actions that truly damage the holy land's dignity.

Upon hearing this, Yin Jiuyou's face turned extremely ugly; he hadn't expected Moonflower Fairy to refute him so directly.

His own sect's cultivators also began to feel uneasy; Moonflower Fairy's strength and influence in Taiyin Shengdi are second to none, and they do not wish to become her enemies.

The surrounding Taiyin Shengdi cultivators, upon hearing this, all felt their faces flush with heat.

Moonflower Fairy represents respect for the heroes and the upholding of tradition, whereas Yin Jiuyou appears more utilitarian and scheming.

With Moonflower Fairy taking action, Elder Yin will inevitably have some misgivings.

"Yin Jiuyou, you always cite the holy land's rules and dignity as your excuse, yet you act on personal whim—do you not fear bringing disaster upon yourself?" Moonflower Fairy's voice echoed through the hall, her gaze like a torch, as if it could see into one's heart: "If today's events spread abroad, how will the world view our Taiyin Shengdi?

Outside cultivators will surely think the holy land's senior leadership does not understand respect and gratitude.

Such a holy land—where is its dignity? It would surely become a laughingstock among the powers of Huanyu.

Yin Jiuyou's face grew grim.

He hadn't expected Moonflower Fairy to refute him so bluntly, especially before so many cultivators, which directly caused him to lose face.

"Moonflower, are you trying to become my enemy?" Yin Jiuyou's voice was low, carrying a hint of threat.

Moonflower Fairy gave a faint smile, her bearing transcendent, as if unstained by dust: "Yin Jiuyou, I am not opposing you; I am merely upholding the true dignity of the holy land.

The holy land's dignity is built upon the cultivators' unity and mutual respect, not upon your personal will.

A flicker of malignity flashed in Yin Jiuyou's eyes, and his resentment deepened.

"Boom……

A glint of ruthlessness flashed in Yin Jiuyou's eyes; he suddenly swung his palm, and a black radiance flew from his sleeve, straight for Heifeng and Huang Daxian beside him.

"Damn, you dare!

Moonflower Fairy's face instantly sank; she hadn't expected Yin Jiuyou to actually dare strike in front of everyone.

Her figure drifted like a wisp of smoke; a slight sway let her dodge Yin Jiuyou's killing move aimed at Huang Daxian and Heifeng.

At the same time, a longsword condensed from moonlight appeared in Moonflower Fairy's hand, its tip pointing at Yin Jiuyou as she said coldly, "You are truly a disgrace as an elder of the holy land—get lost?

Yin Jiuyou snorted coldly; his form suddenly turned blurry, and black shadows split from his body like ghosts, lunging at Moonflower Fairy: "Moonflower, I am a follower of Ancestor Han Guang—if you dare move against me, disaster will follow.

"Hmph, don't try to scare me with Ancestor Han Guang!

A glint of cold light flashed in Moonflower Fairy's eyes.

Today's matter cannot be left unresolved, and with many disciples watching, if we do not seek justice for Huang Daxian and Heifeng before us, the Holy Maiden's lineage will surely become a laughingstock.

"Whoosh……

Moonflower Fairy waved her longsword; each strike bore icy moonlight, intertwining with Yin Jiuyou's black shadows and producing a series of crisp clangs.

"Boom……

The surrounding cultivators, seeing this, all retreated.

They never expected the two elders to actually fight in such a setting, but most cultivators felt quite relieved.

"Yin Jiuyou, you old fool, how dare you run amok here—do you think our Taiyin Shengdi has no one?" a middle-aged cultivator in green robes shouted angrily, his face full of indignation.

"Exactly, you treacherous villain—normally you do shady deeds in secret, but today you dare openly insult our Holy Maiden; you're practically courting death!" a female cultivator shouted, her eyebrows furrowed, her voice sharp.

"Look, everyone—this is Yin Jiuyou's true face; he thinks he can cover the sky with one hand, unaware that heavenly principles are clear and retribution will not fail!" an old cultivator leaning on a cane said, his voice trembling yet full of power.

"Yin Jiuyou, your conduct today will become a lifelong disgrace; your name will be nailed to the pillar of shame in history, to be spat upon by posterity!" a vigorous young cultivator shouted, waving his fists.

"You vile, shameless wretch, still have the face to stand here—I see you don't even deserve the title of cultivator; you'd better scurry back to your rat hole!" a burly cultivator mocked, his words full of contempt.

"Yin Jiuyou, your actions today have already provoked public anger; you will surely pay the price, Moonflower Fairy—kill him!" a cultivator resembling a frail scholar also couldn't help but speak; his voice was calm, yet each word struck Yin Jiuyou's heart like a heavy hammer.

Amid the cultivators' curses, Yin Jiuyou's face flushed red then turned pale: "You… damned……

"Damned?

"You damned fool, you old immortal‑turtle bastard, go die!" a female cultivator interrupted him, her eyes full of contempt.

"Yin Jiuyou, you'd better shut up—a dog's mouth can't utter a proper word!" another cultivator sneered, his words full of sarcasm.

……

Huang Daxian and Heifeng, seeing the situation, knew this was an excellent opportunity to show loyalty.

They immediately stood beside Moonflower Fairy, ready to assist at any moment.

Huang Daxian's hand now held a golden spear, while Heifeng produced his black‑gold awl; both of their eyes flashed with determined light.

"Fairy, we come to lend you our strength!" Huang Daxian bellowed, his spear turning into a golden light that thrust toward Yin Jiuyou's vital point.

Heifeng was not to be outdone; his black‑gold awl had been personally forged by the demon master when they left Black City, and with the covert aid of the Ghost Dance Netherworld power, it released wave after wave of strong chilling force, wildly disrupting Yin Jiuyou's attacks.

Yin Jiuyou was already at a disadvantage from Moonflower Fairy's strike, and with Heifeng and Huang Daxian's help, he immediately began to cough up blood.

"Damn it……

The Yin Elder was so furious his soul was unsettled; his form grew even more eerie, the black shadow like a living thing, constantly splitting and recombining, countering the attacks of the Moonflower Fairy and her two companions.

「Boom——」

Both sides' offensives grew ever fiercer, the entire memorial service site shrouded by powerful energy fluctuations.

「Bang——」

Finally, in a tremendous boom, Yin Jiuyou was forced back; his figure flickered in and out of the black shadow before vanishing from everyone's sight.

「Hmph, you ran fast! 」

Moonflower Fairy sheathed her sword and stood, speaking calmly.

「Fairy, are you alright! 」

「Yin Elder, you're really bullying her! 」

Huang Daxian and Heifeng stood behind Moonflower Fairy, pretending to care, their faces full of worry, the tears they had just shed still drying on their eyelids.

Moonflower Fairy's gaze turned to Huang Daxian and Heifeng, her eyes showing a hint of gentleness, her heart full of appreciation.

The Taiyin Holy Maiden was his elder sister; the two were willing to sacrifice their lives to mourn her, and also stepped forward to help her, earning praise from the Moonflower Fairy.

「"You two have done well today; from now on, you are disciples of my Moonflower lineage." Huang Daxian and Heifeng heard this and were overjoyed. »

With Moonflower Fairy's protection, their days in the Taiyin Holy Land will be much better.

「"Thank you, Fairy; we two brothers will not disappoint your expectations and will be loyal to the holy land. 」

They hurriedly knelt on the ground and performed a respectful salute.

Moonflower Fairy nodded, her gaze sweeping over the crowd once more, her voice firm and powerful.

「"Today's matter ends here. 」

「The memorial service will continue, and together we will mourn the heroes who gave their lives for the holy land. 」

「Moonflower Fairy is no mere heir of the Extreme Yin Old Ancestor; she is wise! 」 a young cultivator said with admiration, 「Not only is her cultivation level high, she also has a sense of justice and pities our feelings. 」.

「Moonflower Fairy, we are with you. 」 an elder cultivator nodded in agreement, his eyes full of respect, 「Under your leadership, we believe we can surely avenge the Holy Maiden. 」.

「Fairy, your strength is unmatched, and you possess wisdom and courage, oh goddess! 」 a cultivator sighed, his voice tinged with envy, 「If it weren't for the Fairy's decisive action, the consequences would be unimaginable. 」.

「Moonflower Fairy, we are willing to follow you. 」 an armored cultivator said solemnly, his eyes flashing with determination.

Amid the crowd's discussion, Moonflower Fairy's figure appeared even taller and more radiant.

She listened quietly to the praise, her heart devoid of any arrogance.

「Fellow disciples, see off the Holy Maiden and Elder Xi Zhushi etc., the banners rise…」 Moonflower Fairy's voice rang out again.

Her figure shone pure and noble in the moonlight; hearing this, countless disciples of the holy land could not control their emotions, tears streaming down their faces.

The scene was filled with sobbing, almost making Huang Daxian and Heifeng burst out laughing.

Their performance backfired, and all that could be heard was crying.