“Do you think our Wulong Academy is as despicable as your Demon Sect? Green Lemon just left, and you came right after, calling yourself Little Red? It doesn't take much thought to figure that out!”
Yun Yi looked at the life-questioning expression on Hong Ningmeng's face, somewhat speechless.
“So that's how it is. I underestimated you; I didn't expect Wulong Academy to have someone as clever as you.”
Hong Ningmeng looked at Yun Yi, suddenly enlightened, and exclaimed.
“Thank you for the compliment.”
Yun Yi smiled and nodded.
“No need to thank me, because I will kill you. You hypocritical scoundrels! If it weren't for you bald donkeys, our young lady wouldn't have died!”
Hong Ningmeng slowly removed her human skin mask, revealing her true face.
Shiliu Jie?
Seeing this, Yun Yi immediately thought of that name; Hong Ningmeng indeed resembled Shiliu Jie very much.
However, Hong Ningmeng paid no attention to Yun Yi's expression; her gaze turned to the Abbot, filled with anger.
“Hong Ningmeng, there's no need to dwell on who was right or wrong in the past. Let bygones be bygones.”
The Abbot said to Hong Ningmeng with a helpless expression.
The young lady Hong Ningmeng referred to was the daughter of the former Demon Sect leader, who ultimately fell in love with the wall-sitting monk and planned to die together.
However, in the end, the wall-sitting monk was rescued by the Abbot and his group, leaving only the Demon Sect's saintess dead. Because of this, the enmity between Wulong Academy and the Demon Sect could never be resolved.
“Hmph, you say it's in the past? I want you to pay with your lives for the young lady!”
Hong Ningmeng shouted angrily, swinging her longsword towards the Abbot.
Seeing this, Yun Yi directly stepped in front of the Abbot, then raised his hand to grab the sword's blade, which caused no harm to him.
Yun Yi twisted again, and the sword instantly turned spring-like. As Yun Yi exerted his energy, Hong Ningmeng, holding the sword hilt, was suddenly flung away by the force.
“How is this possible? How can someone so young have such strong power?”
Hong Ningmeng, shocked, got up from the ground, realizing she had lured away the most threatening senior brother of Wulong Academy, only to find another young powerhouse like Yun Yi.
“Being young doesn't mean being weak; your thinking is too narrow. Perhaps your Demon Sect has fallen so low that you haven't seen any geniuses.”
Yun Yi said calmly, but his words infuriated Hong Ningmeng.
“Sharp-tongued, just like a filthy bald donkey.”
Hong Ningmeng cursed at Yun Yi.
Her hatred for Wulong Academy was hard to dispel; after all, the Demon Sect's saintess was the closest person to her. Even the leader wasn't as close as they were, but all of that vanished because of the wall-sitting monk.
“You keep saying we're despicable, but have you ever thought about why your young lady encountered my wall-sitting master?”
Yun Yi said helplessly, seeing her expression.
Clearly, they were the Demon Sect, acting as if they were innocent.
“Why?”
Hong Ningmeng asked instinctively, momentarily stunned.
Even the Abbot paused to look at Yun Yi.
“According to my investigation, your young lady intentionally appeared before my wall-sitting master, and her purpose should be the same as yours.”
Yun Yi said slowly, looking at Hong Ningmeng.
“Impossible! It was that wall-sitting guy who seduced our young lady!”
Hong Ningmeng quickly shook her head in denial.
“Are you crazy? You actually think a monk would go to your Demon Sect to seduce that enchantress?”
The Abbot interjected, clearly displeased with Hong Ningmeng's statement.
“If you just investigated a little, you would know. Your leader should also be aware, and he might have even participated in it, all for the sake of the Cleansing Scripture. But unfortunately, he miscalculated; my wall-sitting master is indeed very handsome, and your young lady failed her mission and ended up sacrificing herself.”
Yun Yi continued, picking up where the Abbot left off.
Yun Yi felt that the possibility of this situation was very high; it was even possible that the two of them dying together was a scheme orchestrated by the Demon Sect leader, sacrificing his own daughter to destroy Wulong Academy's hopes if he couldn't obtain the Cleansing Scripture.
But in the end, the result was that his daughter really died, while the wall-sitting monk survived. Truly, the world is unpredictable.
“Impossible! You're lying!”
Hong Ningmeng couldn't accept this outcome and shouted angrily at Yun Yi.
“Amitabha, a monk does not speak falsehoods.”
Yun Yi calmly recited a Buddhist chant, maintaining a calm and serious tone throughout, making it hard for others not to believe him.
But the more this was the case, the more uncomfortable Hong Ningmeng felt. She couldn't accept that her young lady's death was related to the leader, even though the leader's expression was also one of pain.
“Filthy monk, I won't believe you! Take this!”
Hong Ningmeng glared at Yun Yi in anger and charged at him again, looking like she was furious and embarrassed.
Yun Yi remained calm, watching Hong Ningmeng. As she attacked, he also struck to block her attack.
Back and forth, Hong Ningmeng's temper was nearly worn down. She realized she was no match for Yun Yi; this little monk in front of her was a monster.
“Bastard, don't think that I can't deal with you like this! Take this!”
Seeing her attacks were ineffective, Hong Ningmeng became furious and suddenly ripped open her clothes.
The Abbot turned his head away, not expecting Hong Ningmeng to be so shameless, coming up with such a tactic. Truly, she was a killer from the Demon Sect.
However, he soon froze, as there was no sound of fighting; instead, he heard Hong Ningmeng's angry voice.
“What’s going on?”
The Abbot turned back, only to see Hong Ningmeng angrily putting her clothes back on, glaring fiercely at Yun Yi.
“Disciple, what’s going on here?”
The Abbot asked Yun Yi again.
“It's nothing; she wanted to use this method to make me turn around and then sneak attack, but I didn't turn.”
Yun Yi replied calmly.
“So you saw everything?”
The Abbot looked at Yun Yi in shock, astonished not only by this but also by how Yun Yi remained so calm after seeing her body.
Could it be that his disciple had no feelings for women? That couldn't be right.
“She was wearing a bellyband, Master. Next time, don't let yourself be tricked by such schemes.”
Yun Yi shook his head.
The Abbot's face turned red; he didn't expect to be taught a lesson by his own disciple.
However, he felt that his disciple was right; at over eighty years old, how could he still be tricked by such tactics?
“Hmph, filthy monk, I'll give you credit for being clever, but don't think this is over. Our matter is far from finished.”
Hong Ningmeng snorted coldly, realizing her scheme had failed.
At this moment, her plot had been exposed, and she couldn't defeat Yun Yi, so she was already prepared to flee.
“Miss, we have no deep-seated hatred; there's no need for this.”
The Abbot wanted to persuade Hong Ningmeng, after all, no one could blame anyone for what happened back then. He didn't want it to continue.
Moreover, knowing his eldest disciple's temperament, he knew that once he learned of Hong Ningmeng's identity, he would be very uncomfortable.
However, it was clear that his persuasion was useless, as Hong Ningmeng used her lightness skill to dash out of the cave, leaving the Abbot and Yun Yi staring at each other in bewilderment.