Chapter 2401: Record of the Lingering Shadow Stone, Chen Xuan Cannot Defend Against a Hundred Mouths

Although Qin Taiyuan's death caused some commotion.

But this was ultimately an affair of the Shenxiao Holy Dynasty, so others didn't pay too much attention.

Some people, on the contrary, were worried.

Because they had sensed that terrifying aura emanating from the Eye of the Dead Sea.

Many almost thought the sealing formation had collapsed.

"What exactly happened? What occurred at the bottom of that Eye of the Sea?"

Many people were anxious.

Fortunately, that aura was later suppressed.

Not long after, Wenhui Yu Fuzi and Chen Xuan returned.

"Chen Xuan, where did you run off to alone?"

At the Thatched Hall, Yuan Lingxuan saw Chen Xuan and couldn't help but say.

"I'm fine."

Chen Xuan forced a smile, but his complexion was not good.

After all, he suffered a major loss this time.

Losing the Heavenly Dao Staff was a great loss for him.

"Hah, the Sleeping God really has a charmed life."

The other Thatched Hall disciples, seeing this, also began to sneer and mock.

Especially seeing Yuan Lingxuan so concerned about Chen Xuan, they felt even more jealous in their hearts.

Yuan Lingxuan comes from no small background; many Thatched Hall disciples have designs on her.

But alas, Yuan Lingxuan only gets along with Chen Xuan.

Some strong cultivators from other factions then asked Wenhui Yu Fuzi: "Wenhui Yu Fuzi, what exactly happened?"

Wenhui Yu Fuzi sighed slightly: "Let's go back first and then talk."

Afterwards, everyone returned to Dongling Temple to rest temporarily.

After returning to Dongling Temple.

Strong cultivators from all factions gathered in a magnificent Buddhist hall.

Wenhui Yu Fuzi also informed everyone of the situation.

As monks do not lie, Wenhui Yu Fuzi naturally would not embellish.

"What? The Heavenly Dao Staff was lost, snatched by a mysterious person?"

Some strong cultivators exclaimed, their gazes all falling on Chen Xuan.

After all, Chen Xuan is the only party involved, and Wenhui Yu Fuzi only arrived later.

"That's correct, that's exactly how it happened." Chen Xuan said calmly.

"The Heavenly Dao Staff isn't so easily taken."

Some cultivators showed thoughtful expressions.

They didn't know much about Chen Xuan, only that he was a Thatched Hall disciple.

Logically, he shouldn't be fabricating things.

After all, the Thatched Hall of the Origin Academy is quite renowned throughout the Origin Universe.

Originally, the Imperial Preceptor Huang Xuan Yi was the founder of the Thatched Hall, with many disciples, so the Thatched Hall's reputation is also quite good, its prestige high.

Therefore, out of respect for the Thatched Hall's prestige, although people still had doubts, they didn't press further.

Moreover, since even Wenhui Yu Fuzi believed this, people naturally wouldn't say more.

"It's just a pity that the Lotus Hua Buddhist Saint, holding down the sealing formation single-handedly, seems to need to quickly find that female emperor's reincarnation to slay her." said a cultivator.

Upon hearing this, Xia Wuji, beside Jun Xiaoyao, lowered her eyelashes slightly, saying nothing.

Wenhui Yu Fuzi, hearing this, also glanced at Xia Wuji from the corner of his eye without a trace.

But this time, a hint of doubt appeared in his eyes.

Because he no longer had that inexplicable feeling and stirring when he first saw Xia Wuji.

"Could it really be an illusion?"

Wenhui Yu Fuzi thought secretly.

And all of this was reflected in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes.

His expression remained unmoved.

This was naturally his doing.

Although the Buddhist Destiny-Penetrating Ability is strong and can sense many causalities.

But no matter how strong, it cannot compare to his immortal art, the Minor Destiny Technique.

Jun Xiaoyao used a thread of the Minor Destiny Technique's power to help conceal Xia Wuji's fluctuations, preventing Wenhui Yu Fuzi from probing.

After some discussion, everyone also dispersed.

Chen Xuan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Fortunately, the matter passed, and this black calamity didn't fall on his head.

Otherwise, Chen Xuan's mindset would have collapsed.

Jun Xiaoyao saw this and smiled inwardly.

If Chen Xuan thinks he's gotten past this tribulation just like that, he's being too naive.

In the following seven or eight days, everyone temporarily did not leave.

Because many cultivators were injured, or their physical bodies had been corroded by the blood mist.

The Buddhist power of Dongling Temple is undoubtedly the best means to dispel the blood mist.

Therefore, everyone is temporarily resting at Dongling Temple.

And at some unknown time, suddenly, some memory stones began to spread.

On those memory stones, a single image was uniformly recorded.

It is the scene of Chen Xuan reaching out to seize the Heavenly Dao Staff.

Seeing this, people from all factions within Dongling Temple immediately exploded, demanding Chen Xuan come out to explain himself.

Upon seeing the image in the memory stone, Wise Buddha Yu Fuzi also had his pupils contract, utterly astonished.

After all, he and Chen Xuan got along very well, believing Chen Xuan would absolutely not do such a thing.

But memory stones do not lie.

Soon, Chen Xuan was summoned by everyone and surrounded in the center for interrogation.

"Could something have gone wrong? Chen Xuan, he couldn't possibly do something like this..."

The disciples of the Grass Hall, including Yuan Lingxuan, also came along.

She wore an expression of utter disbelief.

In her heart, Chen Xuan had always been lazy and carefree, unambitious and uncontentious.

How could he possibly do something like stealing the Heavenly Dao Staff and destroying the sealing great formation?

Wise Buddha Yu Fuzi also arrived, now slightly frowning.

He actually also found it hard to believe, after all, he naturally felt affection toward Chen Xuan.

However, the image in the memory stone should not be false.

Chen Xuan has deceived him.

"No, this..."

Chen Xuan, surrounded by the crowd in the center, had a face as black as a pot bottom, filled with embarrassment, resentment, and other emotions.

He never expected that the person who secretly attacked him would also have recorded the image.

Cutting his beard, stealing his Heavenly Dao Staff was already bad enough.

Now they even want him to take the blame.

This simply makes Chen Xuan's heart and lungs feel like they're about to explode with rage.

He even feels like he's a huge fool!

But at this moment, he cannot defend himself with a hundred mouths.

Because he did indeed want to seize the Heavenly Dao Staff, that is absolutely true.

"Now the evidence is as solid as a mountain, what else do you have to say?"

"Exactly, clearly born from the Grass Hall, yet you dare to tarnish its reputation—truly shameful!"

"Because of your actions, the Lotus Flower Buddha Saint is still suppressing the sealing great formation to this day—your sins are monstrous!"

"Hurry up and hand over the Heavenly Dao Staff!"

The cultivators from all surrounding factions opened their mouths to angrily rebuke, glaring at Chen Xuan with fury.

"I don't have the Heavenly Dao Staff!"

Chen Xuan said, clenching his fists tightly.

"Then fine, open your sea of consciousness, let us search and prove your innocence."

A strong cultivator from one faction stepped forward and spoke coldly.

Chen Xuan's face twitched slightly.

How could that be possible?

Opening one's sea of consciousness is no different than letting someone hold a knife to your throat.

No one wants to do that.

Moreover, there is still the Three Lives Reincarnation Seal in his mind, which although can be hidden voluntarily.

But what if something is discovered during the probe?

Chen Xuan does not want to be exposed under these circumstances—the consequences would be too unpredictable.

"Impossible."

Chen Xuan firmly refused.

This attitude made many people present laugh in anger.

"Hehe, guilty conscience? Now what else can you quibble about?" someone sneered coldly.

Chen Xuan's body trembled slightly, his blood flowing in reverse.

In the crowd, Jun Xiaoyao was among the onlookers, quietly watching this spectacle.