Fortunately, Mengdie had successfully sealed him. Seeing this, the hearts of the surrounding elders also silently let out a sigh of relief. As expected of the most renowned existence in the world today, even her fighting level was top-notch. If not for Kexiao's unfamiliarity with the Jade Clear Sect's moves, and if not for the combined effort of the protective elders, it would have been impossible to seal this man.

"The esteemed protector, how shall we deal with him now?"

Zhan Yu waved his hand, signaling the elder not to speak. He took long strides towards Kexiao and began to study him carefully.

Kexiao tensed his body, attempting to break free, but realizing he could not, he ceased his struggling.

"So, you are Kexiao, the famous Saudi general. Bet you never thought you'd see this day."

"Hmph," Kexiao scoffed coldly. "The Jade Clear Sect indeed exceeded my expectations. Falling into your hands, I have nothing to say."

Zhan Yu did not rush to act. Standing with his hands behind his back, he walked slowly up to Kexiao and studied him closely. "We have no grievances with you. Why harm our sect's disciples?"

"Isn't it laughable and boring to say such things? Feng Yi died at your hands; in this world, the only person who could defeat him is me, and yet you claim to have no quarrel with me." Kexiao's rage was evident in his glaring eyes.

"It's true that we had some interactions with Feng Yi, and his death is partially due to causes related to the Jade Clear Sect, but it originated from a misunderstanding, and it was not something we wished for."

"To think that a prestigious hidden sect would stoop to such pathetic excuses at a time like this—truly despicable."

"A fact is a fact, a fiction is a fiction. I have no time to waste on someone who is about to die—rather than this, do you have anything you wish to say?"

Could it be that he had misunderstood them? If not for this manner of conversation, Kexiao wouldn't believe what Zhan Yu said. After an afternoon of investigation, he had already linked Feng Yi's death to the Jade Clear Sect, even discovering some origins, yet never understanding the reasons. Judging from the current situation, there was no need for Zhan Yu to lie and accept blame without cause.

Kexiao's killing intent gradually subsided. "Alright, I have one last question."

"Ask away."

"Why did you approach Feng Yi, and how did it lead to his death?"

Zhan Yu organized his thoughts and said, "Hermit sects have always focused on not spreading their techniques. In order to obtain that technique, we indeed approached him. We attempted to track down the technique using secret methods, but an accident occurred during the process."

"What accident? I don't think you need to hide anything at this point."

"The accident occurred with the Five Elements Sealing Technique. We attempted to use forbidden arts to force him into handing over the technique willingly, but his will was too strong, combined with his body's resistance, causing the seal to enter an unprecedented cycle—what is commonly referred to as forbidden arts, are usually spells difficult to break. The Soul-devouring Seal is one such art. There are three ways to break this technique. The first is through Feng Yi's personal improvement to forcefully break the seal, which he did not succeed in, or else he wouldn't have died. The second way is for the caster themselves to release him, but unfortunately, Mengdie's realm was insufficient, and she could not do it. She also tried to help Feng Yi by improving her realm, but she never succeeded. The third way is to completely give up fighting and allow the body to deteriorate further, which he did not do, ultimately leading to his body collapsing due to the battle against the curse, blood flowing in reverse. That's the truth."

"In that case, it seems I have indeed misunderstood you."

"Hmph, you think a mere misunderstanding will let you off the hook at this stage, or was your earlier question simply a prelude to this 'misunderstanding'?"

Suddenly, Zhan Yu found Kexiao unimpressive. Hearing this, he even felt amused by Kexiao's hypocritical mask. As he spoke, Zhan Yu's hands were already forming a forceful chi, as if he was ready to slash Kexiao's throat the next second.

To his surprise, Kexiao also shook his head and laughed, showing not a trace of fear on his face, "You don't seriously think that mere vines could hold me, do you?"

"What did you say?"

Upon hearing this, Mengdie's hands moved more seriously into the sealing gesture, as if trying to strangle him on the spot.

Pfft...

With a burst of air, the dense vines, as thick as hemp ropes, first expanded outward before suddenly exploding apart. Mengdie's delicate body was thrown back a considerable distance, her complexion turning pale as she retched twice.

"I must say, these few vines are indeed very sturdy," Kexiao casually said as he waved his arms and twisted his neck, letting out a series of crisp bone pops...

Zhan Yu reflexively leaped backward, his complexion changing again and again, his voice stiff and raspy, "You... you've been faking all of this."

"To verify that guy's cause of death, why not play along with you? If it were Feng Yi, I think such tricks would have been exposed on the spot—human weaknesses are such that once one takes the initiative, they often neglect necessary observation. Whether it's you or me."

Kexiao spoke nonchalantly, his glance toward everyone deep, revealing no murderous intent. He clapped his hands lightly, which could be said to be an overreaction to the discovery of the Jade Clear Sect's presence.

"You, you..."

Zhan Yu pointed at Kexiao, unable to utter half a word. The surrounding protectors and elders looked at him with a mix of anger and shame. They had thought they were completely in control, only to find the situation had turned on its head in an instant. The intellect overpowering them was enough to cause a mix of shame and rage. Who could have imagined this man's schemes to be so deep? They felt as though their intelligence had been exploited for nothing.

"Kexiao, you have thoroughly angered me," Zhan Yu said icily, enunciating every word.

Mengdie had already regained her footing, her gaze sharp as ever. Along with the surrounding protectors and even Mingfei, they all slowly stood up, struggling against their weariness. This man, what a bastard!

"Hmph, overestimating your own ability."

Kexiao snorted coldly; there was indeed a misunderstanding as he had no desire to prolong the fight. However, since Feng Yi's death was related to these people, he had no fears about fighting them. Indeed these people, especially the protectors, were top-notch masters wherever they went, but he was Kexiao. A few months ago, facing this group might have posed some risk, but in preparation for his fight with Feng Yi, he never ceased to train. Now, even facing Roland, he was confident in a fight, let alone against them.

At that moment, the sound of rustling leaves filled the air as an agile figure rapidly approached. Glancing back, the Blade Warrior was already hastening toward them with swift, weaving footsteps...

"Blade Warrior..." Kexiao said, pausing with each word. He had never met Feng Yi's good friend, but he was not unaware of her.

Observing the severed limbs on the ground and the signs of battle around, the Blade Warrior was instantly stunned. "Eh, eh, eh... everyone is here, but I just don't know..." The Blade Warrior offered a sheepish smile to the crowd, embodying the image of a well-behaved neutral party, purely neutral, a pacifist not here to wage war.

At that instant, countless images of chaos surged through the Blade Warrior's mind, llamas stampeding through her thoughts. It was easy to arrive, but perhaps difficult to leave—why did such misfortunes always fall upon her, a lady? But there was no help for it; with the crystal in Mengdie's possession, she couldn't just not come.

"You are Feng Yi's friend."

"That's right." Hearing Kexiao's inquiry, she demurely conjured an air of harmless naturalness, her modesty not devoid of grace as she batted her long eyelashes discreetly at Kexiao.

"Then there's nothing to discuss; join the fight."

"Woo..." The Blade Warrior looked pitifully charming, uttering a reluctant murmur. She glanced left, then right, and after a brief moment of weighing her options, realized neither side seemed easy to provoke. She then said, "But why should I fight?"

"Aren't you Feng Yi's friend? Or are you saying, you're also an adversary?"

"No, no, no, no." The Blade Warrior hastily waved her hands, rejecting the notion multiple times, "I'm a friend of Feng Yi, but that doesn't make them my enemies. Just a few days ago, Feng Yi had that Miss Butterfly deliver two items to me."

"Two items?"

"That's right, um, um, um, let me explain slowly."

The Blade Warrior briefly recounted the events of that day to everyone, and the somber atmosphere seemed to soften a bit with her brief narrative.

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