Chapter 65: Ye Lingyun Exposed

"You... are very good."

"I saw long ago that your character is upright; you are a rare talent."

After hearing Ye Lingyun's words, Yun Zhongque's face was already full of admiration.

In the Immortal World, there are not many people left who are so loyal and righteous; it was not in vain that he had held him in high regard during the Outer Sect Competition.

Ye Lingyun's behavior made him feel that his judgment was sharp, brought glory to his face, and gave him a sense of immense comfort in his heart.

Then he looked toward Jia Wenchang, Qing Feng, and Song Qiuyue, "The three of you, are you not prepared to give my Hehuan Sect an explanation?"

Hearing Yun Zhongque's words, Jia Wenchang began to laugh, "Daoist Friend Yun Zhongque really knows how to joke. After we discovered the Cold Pool Secret Realm, our four sects established the rules: all conflicts within the Secret Realm are the personal decisions of the disciples, and cannot be elevated to the level of the sects."

"Daoist Friend Jia is correct. In past Secret Realms, which time did not have casualties? My Wan Jian Sect also had them; have I ever sought out your Hehuan Sect?" Qing Feng said indifferently.

Song Qiuyue did not speak, only let out a disdainful laugh.

"You!" Yun Zhongque's expression turned gloomy, and he was choked into silence.

Just at this moment, Song Qiuyue suddenly looked at Yan Qingxuan, "Oh, that's right, Yan Qingxuan, I should have won the bet, right?"

Yan Qingxuan ignored Song Qiuyue and instead turned to look at Ye Lingyun with an expressionless face, "In the battle at the canyon, did Wang Jianqiang participate?"

Ye Lingyun revealed an indignant look upon hearing this, "Elder, Wang Jianqiang never appeared at all. He must have seen his fellow disciples in danger and hidden himself away."

"Such a cowardly, fearful, and unrighteous person is simply a disgrace to our Hehuan Sect."

Yan Qingxuan's expression did not change in the slightest because of Ye Lingyun's words, remaining indifferent, "So you mean, Wang Jianqiang is not dead?"

Ye Lingyun was startled, somewhat unable to grasp Yan Qingxuan's thoughts.

He shook his head, "I am not clear on that, but I can be certain that he did not appear in the great battle."

"Alright, you have expended quite a bit; go to the side and meditate to recover first." Yan Qingxuan waved her hand.

"Yan Qingxuan, you aren't planning on welching on the bet, are you?"

Seeing that Yan Qingxuan ignored her, Song Qiuyue's face darkened, and she sneered.

Yan Qingxuan glanced at her indifferently, "The exit to the Secret Realm has not yet disappeared; what are you in such a rush for?"

"Heh, although the exit hasn't disappeared, isn't the result already obvious?" Song Qiuyue scoffed and pointed at Ye Lingyun, "Your Hehuan Sect only has this one person who left the Secret Realm; what do you have to win against me?"

"Don't tell me you think his harvest alone can equal that of dozens of people?"

"Are your ears not working well?" Yan Qingxuan raised her eyelids, "Did you not hear that my Hehuan Sect still has disciples in the Secret Realm?"

"Are you talking about that piece of trash who has one foot in the grave?"

Song Qiuyue laughed as if she had heard the funniest joke in the world.

Jia Wenchang and Qing Feng also began to laugh along.

Even Yun Zhongque could not help but shake his head.

After the mockery, Song Qiuyue looked at Yan Qingxuan again, "Yan Qingxuan, you aren't hoping that a piece of trash who has dragged his life out until his limit while still at the Qi Refining stage can help you turn the tables, are you?"

"Why? Is that not possible?"

"Fine, since you won't shed tears until you see the coffin, then I will wait until the entrance disappears; at that time, we shall see how you can still deny it."

Ten-plus minutes later.

Space fluctuations appeared once again at the exit of the Secret Realm.

Figure after figure emerged one by one from the Space Channel.

The first to walk out from the exit was a young woman of stunning appearance.

She wore a green dress, her posture was straight, her long hair was tied behind her, she carried a long sword on her back, and her expression was calm and composed.

It was none other than the Outer Sect First of the Wan Jian Sect, Liu Qing'er.

Jian Jiu and a group of Wan Jian Sect disciples followed closely behind.

In a short moment, over forty figures appeared in mid-air.

After the Wan Jian Sect disciples had walked out, the exit of the Secret Realm gradually calmed down.

"That's it?"

Seeing this scene, Song Qiuyue and Jia Wenchang, who had been composed all along, frowned.

"Liu Qing'er, why are you the only ones who came out?"

"Where are my Xuanqing Palace disciples?"

Song Qiuyue could not help but ask the woman in the green dress.

"And where are my Zhengyang Sect disciples?" Jia Wenchang also asked.

Liu Qing'er looked at the two of them and said neither humbly nor arrogantly, "The Xuanqing Palace disciples are currently in a great battle with the Zhengyang Sect disciples; it should take a while longer before a winner is decided."

Hearing her words, not only were Song Qiuyue and Jia Wenchang stunned.

Qing Feng, Yun Zhongque, Yan Qingxuan, and even Ye Lingyun were stunned.

"Didn't Xuanqing Palace, the Zhengyang Sect, and your Wan Jian Sect form a three-party alliance? How did you end up fighting amongst yourselves?" After coming to his senses, Song Qiuyue could not help but ask.

Liu Qing'er nodded, "Originally, an alliance had indeed been formed, and we had all already forced the Hehuan Sect disciples into a desperate situation."

"But Ye Qingxue of Xuanqing Palace suddenly appeared halfway through, saying that Yang Yun had killed five Xuanqing Palace disciples, and then she suddenly attacked and killed Yang Yun."

"And then the disciples of your two sects started fighting."

Hearing Liu Qing'er's words, Jia Wenchang and Song Qiuyue's faces turned black simultaneously.

"When you left the Secret Realm, were there still any Hehuan Sect members alive?"

Just at this moment, another voice entered Liu Qing'er's ears.

Liu Qing'er looked at the figure in the red dress, was silent for a moment, and said truthfully, "Before I left, there were still twenty-one Hehuan Sect members alive, including Bai Xiruo."

As soon as her voice fell, everyone's expression froze, and then they all looked at Ye Lingyun in unison.

This information... is quite a bit different!

Cold sweat instantly broke out on Ye Lingyun's face, and he secretly groaned in his heart.

The reason he dared to lie to Yan Qingxuan and Yun Zhongque was because he was certain that Bai Xiruo and the others would all die in the Secret Realm.

As long as everyone was dead, his words would have no proof to contradict them.

Who could have imagined that just after he escaped, the Three Sects Alliance would disintegrate.

Xuanqing Palace had even started fighting with Zhengyang Sect.

"Ye Lingyun, what is the meaning of this?"

Yun Zhongque looked at Ye Lingyun with a gloomy face, feeling a wave of shame and annoyance in his heart.

He had just prided himself on being a good judge of character, yet how long had it been before he was slapped in the face?

The cold sweat on Ye Lingyun's face increased, and he did not know how to respond.

Just then, Yan Qingxuan gave Ye Lingyun a cold look, "We will discuss this matter later."

Ye Lingyun's heart trembled.

He certainly did not think Yan Qingxuan was speaking up for him.

The other party clearly felt that the occasion was inappropriate and wanted to settle accounts after returning to the sect!

On the other side.

Song Qiuyue's expression had already become somewhat unsightly.

She, who had always held the winning hand, suddenly discovered that the bet between her and Yan Qingxuan did not seem as secure as she had imagined.

At this moment, Yan Qingxuan suddenly looked over, and a faint voice was transmitted.

"Song Qiuyue, who wins and who loses can only be known at the very end. You seemed to have been happy a bit too early just now."

"Hmph, do you really think your Hehuan Sect Disciples can still come out?" Song Qiuyue sneered and looked at Liu Qing'er, "What was the state of the Hehuan Sect Disciples when you came out?"

"Everyone was severely depleted, more than half of the Disciples were heavily wounded, and the remaining people all had injuries to varying degrees," Liu Qing'er said.

"How does it compare to the state of my Xuanqing Palace Disciples?"

"Far inferior."

Hearing this, Song Qiuyue smiled, "Yan Qingxuan, did you hear that?"

"You are bound to lose."

Liu Qing'er's confident voice had just fallen.

The Secret Realm exit began to fluctuate violently once again.

Immediately, twenty figures were teleported out from the exit.

Seeing these figures, Song Qiuyue's smile instantly froze on her face.