Chapter 61: The Fair and Just Grand Senior Sister
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“Yu Zhao!” Lan Zi Yu trembled with rage, his eyes bloodshot. “Fine! Fine! So you won’t return, huh? Then don’t even think about coming back ever again! Senior Brother, let’s go!”
He tried to drag Fang Cheng Lang away, but Fang Cheng Lang dodged his grasp. Standing rooted in place, he gazed sorrowfully at Yu Zhao. “Little Six, come back home with your senior brothers.”
“Senior Brother, didn’t you hear what she said? She said she’s not Little Six anymore! She’s not coming back! So why are we still here? Let’s go!”
No matter how furiously Lan Zi Yu cursed and stamped his feet, Fang Cheng Lang refused to move. He stood firm like an ancient statue, unshakable.
“My decision is made. Please, both of you, leave.”
Despite Fang Cheng Lang’s stubbornness, Yu Zhao couldn’t be bothered to argue further. If he wanted to stand there, so be it.
She turned and pushed open the fence gate.
“Little Six, don’t go!”
Fang Cheng Lang instinctively pushed Lan Zi Yu aside and stepped forward to stop her.
A sharp gust of wind stirred behind Yu Zhao.
Her eyes turned cold as she took a step forward.
Buzz—
The moment Fang Cheng Lang’s hand was about to touch Yu Zhao, an invisible barrier sprang up, repelling him.
Without looking back, Yu Zhao continued walking.
Fang Cheng Lang stood frozen, one step away from Yu Zhao, unable to do anything but watch her retreating figure. A tear slid down his cheek.
A heavy sense of foreboding weighed on him: Little Six would never turn back.
“Senior Brother, you—”
Lan Zi Yu’s anger and irritation abruptly vanished when he saw Fang Cheng Lang’s tears.
The Senior Brother… was crying?
He had known Senior Brother for so many years but had never seen him shed a single tear.
Perhaps influenced by Fang Cheng Lang’s emotions, Lan Zi Yu felt a tightness in his chest. Unfamiliar emotions surged within him, making his nose sting uncomfortably.
“Fang Cheng Lang, Lan Zi Yu, what are you two doing here?”
Startled by the sharp voice, the two turned to see Zhou Jin Yue speeding toward them from halfway up the mountain, her face livid.
In just a few breaths, Zhou Jin Yue reached them, her delicate features marred by anger and disdain.
“Senior Sister Zhou,” Fang Cheng Lang and Lan Zi Yu greeted softly.
Zhou Jin Yue sneered. “Why aren’t you two staying on Lone Moon Peak? What are you doing here?”
“We came to bring Little Six home,” Fang Cheng Lang said gravely.
Lan Zi Yu clenched his teeth, saying nothing.
“Fang Cheng Lang, now you regret it? Where was this remorse before? Didn’t I warn you to treat Junior Sister Yu better? And what did you say to me then? That you knew what you were doing, that Lone Moon Peak had never mistreated Junior Sister Yu. And now she’s been kicked out of Lone Moon Peak, and you think you have something to say for yourself?”
Zhou Jin Yue had rushed over as soon as she heard Fang Cheng Lang and Lan Zi Yu had entered the inner courtyard. She didn’t know they had already spoken to Yu Zhao and assumed they were harassing her outside her home.
To see Yu Zhao, who had already been expelled, still being bothered by these two infuriated Zhou Jin Yue. She didn’t even bother to maintain a facade of calm.
Fang Cheng Lang lowered his head in shame.
Zhou Jin Yue had indeed dropped hints on multiple occasions. But he, arrogant and self-assured, had ignored them, blind to Little Six’s struggles.
Now, with things having escalated to this point, he could only blame himself.
Lan Zi Yu’s eyes turned cold and fierce, his defiance obvious.
However, since Zhou Jin Yue had always been a commanding presence and had once saved their lives, Lan Zi Yu dared not openly argue. He could only suppress his anger, swallowing it down bitterly.
But the emotions on his face were far too blatant, making it almost impossible for Zhou Jin Yue to ignore.
“Lan Zi Yu, you’re upset, aren’t you? Do you think you’ve done everything perfectly? Seven out of ten rumors about Junior Sister Yu originated from your mouth, didn’t they? I’m curious—what has Junior Sister Yu done that’s so unforgivable you feel justified in constantly defaming her in front of others? I’ve got time now, so why don’t you explain it to me in detail? Let’s see who’s really right or wrong.”
Zhou Jin Yue was arguably the most well-informed disciple within the Five Elements Dao Sect. If something happened within the sect, there was nothing she didn’t know, so long as she cared to find out.
Originally, the disagreement between Yu Zhao and Ye Cong Xin was a trivial matter. Even blood-related siblings quarrel occasionally, let alone master sisters without familial ties. The disciples of the Five Elements Dao Sect wouldn’t normally gossip endlessly about such minor issues.
It was Lan Zi Yu who tirelessly spread the notion that Yu Zhao was vile, sharp-tongued, and malicious, delivering such claims to anyone who would listen.
The phrase “a lie repeated enough becomes truth” held true. When enough people heard it, they started to believe it. As time went on, Yu Zhao became branded as the villain in their eyes.
And Lan Zi Yu had been the biggest contributor to this perception, playing a pivotal role.
“Yu Zhao is narrow-minded and greedy for the sect’s favor. She even went so far as to harm her junior sister—despicable!” Lan Zi Yu sneered, the corner of his mouth twitching.
Perhaps his words were harsh, but to him, they were entirely truthful. He saw no reason to consider himself in the wrong.
“Fine then, tell me—how exactly has Junior Sister Yu bullied Ye Cong Xin? Were all these incidents witnessed by you personally?” Zhou Jin Yue’s gaze locked onto him sharply.
“She slandered our junior sister behind her back and even tried to… tried to…” Lan Zi Yu racked his brain, but to his frustration, he couldn’t find any direct evidence.
Whenever Yu Zhao mentioned Ye Cong Xin negatively in his presence, it was usually in a tone of mild complaint. When he showed his disinterest, even the complaints ceased entirely.
“Wait! During a sparring match, she deliberately pretended to miss and injured Junior Sister Ye. I saw it with my own eyes!” Lan Zi Yu’s eyes brightened as he recalled a critical detail.
At the time, many others had witnessed it as well, validating his claims as truthful.
“That’s it?” Zhou Jin Yue raised an eyebrow.
Fang Cheng Lang looked equally serious.
Lan Zi Yu’s chest heaved as he tried to keep his composure. “Isn’t that enough proof? Zhou Jin Yue, I know you like Yu Zhao, but you shouldn’t be so blatantly biased. You’re the grand senior sister of the Five Elements Dao Sect, and fairness and justice are your duty.”
Zhou Jin Yue almost laughed at his words, exasperation breaking through.
It was precisely because she was the grand senior sister that she couldn’t stand by and let Yu Zhao be bullied so blatantly by the disciples of Lone Moon Peak.
“Of course, I intend to be fair and just. Let’s set aside whether Yu Zhao ever spoke ill of Ye Cong Xin. As for your second accusation, the sparring match—tell me, isn’t it normal to get injured during training?
Take your own Lone Moon Peak as an example. Doesn’t your fifth senior brother, Quan Ye, often spar with Yu Zhao? He’s a body-refining cultivator, relying on sheer physical strength. How many injuries has Yu Zhao sustained from his fists alone? Yet none of you ever stood up to accuse Quan Ye, despite his behavior being far more severe.”
Lan Zi Yu froze, his words caught in his throat.
And the funnier part is that the violent one is known throughout the sect as someone who can’t hold back and in Lone Moon Peak, Yu Zhao is the only person he could spar with.