Chapter 507: Ye Xiu, you dare?!

Li Māmā silently comforts herself in her heart.

"Li Māmā, right?" Ye Qingran looks at Li Māmā, a half‑smile curving her lips.

Li Māmā jerks her head up to stare at Ye Qingran, for some reason feeling as if she were a death god swinging a scythe.

She swallows a bitter lump of saliva with difficulty.

Deep down, she is very uneasy.

"You keep saying that Gu Wuyou and I are not innocent, yet you can't produce evidence, is that it?"

Li Māmā is momentarily stunned.

"So what if it is?" she forces herself to stay buoyant.

"You have no proof, but I do."

Ye Qingran says this, and, under the shocked gazes of Ling Xueyao and her servant, pulls out a stone.

It looks much like an ordinary stone, but a discerning eye can tell it is not ordinary—it is a Memory Stone.

Ling Xueyao and Li Māmā both narrow their pupils.

What is Ye Qingran doing with the Memory Stone?

Could it be…

Ye Qingran lifts the Memory Stone, gives it a gentle shake, and says, "Aren't you curious what Gu Wuyou and I were doing in the classroom that day?"

After speaking, she activates the Memory Stone, which emits light and projects an image into the void.

In the image, Gu Wuyou walks in through the door.

Because there is no sound, only visuals, no one hears their conversation, but it can be guessed they are discussing alchemy.

The projection lasts quite long, a full half‑plus hour.

After more than half an hour, Ye Qingran leaves the classroom, and the image fades.

The moment the image goes dark, everyone present falls silent.

Everyone knows that that day, Ye Qingran and Gu Wuyou stayed in the Renxu 108 Class classroom for just over half an hour.

So they never did anything indecent in the classroom as rumors claimed; they were merely discussing alchemy?

Ye Qingran truly is being wronged!

She and Gu Wuyou are completely innocent!

Wu Shushan sighs in relief after watching.

Fortunately, Ye Qingran had prepared in advance, recording that day's image with the Memory Stone; otherwise she would have had no defense.

Ling Xueyao and Li Māmā are now at a loss for words.

They never expected Ye Qingran to have a trick up her sleeve!

"Li Māmā, do you have anything else to say?"

Wu Shushan asks gravely.

Li Māmā's face flushes red.

"I…"

She is speechless.

"I have more Memory Stones here; would you like to see them?"

Ye Qingran says, pulling out another Memory Stone.

"Instructor Ye, justice lies in people's hearts; you need not continue, we know you are innocent!"

Wu Shushan solemnly tells Ye Qingran.

With this image, everything is sufficiently explained.

Fu San's cold gaze fixes on Li Māmā, "Li Māmā, you spread rumors about Instructor Ye, attempting to ruin her reputation and nearly causing serious consequences for Instructor Ye and the Academy; do you understand your crime?"

Li Māmā's plump body trembles, yet she continues to deny it.

"I didn't!"

"Denial won't help!" Fu San's eyes and brows brim with coldness.

"What do you want?"

"Of course we want you to receive the punishment you deserve!"

"You can't treat me like this!"

Li Māmā panics completely, "Madam, save me!"

Ling Xueyao's complexion turns extremely grim.

Li Māmā has been by her side for years; if she were allowed to be beaten to death, it would still be Ling Xueyao's face that is ruined!

"Enough! Li Māmā's mistake was unintentional; is it necessary to treat her so harshly?"

"Unintentional mistake?" Frost glitters in Fu San's eyes.

"I think she's been plotting for a long time! Such a malicious wicked woman—if we don't kill her, shall we keep her around for the New Year?"

Fu San points at Li Māmā, his voice cold.

Miss Ye says, today, if we can't kill Ling Xueyao, we'll at least strip her skin.

Li Māmā, that's her skin!

Kill her?

Li Māmā's legs tremble.

She doesn't want to die!

Fu San ignores Ling Xueyao and walks toward Li Māmā, like a death god coming to claim a life.

"Ye Qingran, how can you be so ruthless? I'm an old, frail bone, and you still put me to death—do you even have a conscience?"

Li Māmā simply fell to the ground and sat, wailing as if the heavens and earth were at stake, looking like a shrew.

"Did I not just make a small mistake? Who doesn't make mistakes? Can't you forgive me just once?"

"No!"

Ye Qingran spat out.

In Li Māmā's heart she cursed Ye Qingran as a vicious woman.

Even if she deliberately tried to slander her, so what? Isn't Ye Qingran already unaffected? Since she is completely unharmed, can't she let bygones be bygones? Why must she cling to her tiny mistake?

"Everyone, look! This stone‑hearted woman has no compassion at all. She hasn't lost money, hasn't been injured, yet she still wants to put me to death! It's simply too ruthless! How can such a ruthless woman exist in this world! Someone like that, really fit to be an Instructor?"

When Li Māmā said that, some Academy disciples couldn't help but begin to feel sympathy for her.

"Instructor Ye, Li Māmā isn't wrong; perhaps she truly made a mistake. Let her go this time!"

"You indeed suffered no loss; let it pass this time."

"Li Māmā isn't easy either; she's quite old and pitiful, so spare her."

Hearing these words, a smug look flashed in Li Māmā's eyes.

She knew that these young Academy folks were inexperienced, simple‑minded, and especially easy to deceive.

As long as she casually steered public opinion, Ye Qingran would eventually be forced by pressure and dare not do anything to her.

"If I hadn't used the Memory Stone, wouldn't even leaping into the Yellow River today fail to cleanse me? Can a single careless slip of yours erase the mistakes you've committed? If so, then I kill you and then say 'I'm sorry' to you—do you think that's acceptable?"

She was speechless.

"Come, seize Li Māmā!"

Ye Qingran ordered.

"You little scoundrel! How dare you!"

Li Māmā snarled through clenched teeth.

Ling Xueyao's face turned grim, "Li Māmā is my person; see who dares to touch her!"

"Fu San, why are you still standing there? Drag her down and kill without mercy!"

A cold voice fell from the heavens, like a bucket of ice water poured over the head, chilling to the core.

Everyone's hearts trembled as they followed the voice, and a black silhouette came into view.

Black robes, silver face, towering figure.

It was none other than Guest Minister Elder Ye Xiu.

"Ye Xiu, how dare you?!"

Fu Hanxiu didn't even cast a glance at the frantic Ling Xueyao.

Fu San, seeing Your Majesty arrive, hurriedly took the order and moved to seize Li Māmā.