Wang Dafu saw the questioning look in Li Qinghai's eyes and understood what he wanted to know.

He began to explain in a low voice.

"I just told you, the one who likes Lu Beixue is Ye Fan, the true disciple of the First Peak.

And the one causing trouble for Lu Beixue now is Ye Feng, an inner disciple.

Ye Feng is Ye Fan's cousin. It seems contradictory for him to trouble his future sister-in-law.

But this involves a matter of face.

Although Lu Beixue is stunningly beautiful, she is ultimately just a low-grade Ice Spiritual Root. Her potential is limited!

In the sect, what matters most is potential.

Ye Fan is different; he's a favored child of the heavens.

Even if he likes Lu Beixue, he wouldn't lower himself to pursue her.

So, Ye Fan instructed Ye Feng to suppress Lu Beixue, to crush her spirit and dignity.

In the end, when Lu Beixue can't hold on any longer, she'll have no choice but to give in.

This way, Ye Fan gets Lu Beixue, and he saves face. Isn't that the best of both worlds?"

Li Qinghai was deeply moved after hearing this.

He hadn't expected so many twists and turns in this situation.

***

At this moment.

Ye Feng had already arrived in front of Lu Beixue with two underlings.

Lu Beixue didn't want to waste words with Ye Feng and stood up to leave.

Ye Feng gave a signal, and the two underlings blocked her path.

"Lu Beixue, you haven't answered my question yet. Who gave you permission to cultivate here?"

Lu Beixue remained silent, her fists clenched tightly in her sleeves.

The surrounding disciples scattered, none daring to continue cultivating, and none daring to speak up for Lu Beixue.

Wang Dafu sighed, "Li junior brother, you see, true disciple Ye Fan is someone no one dares to provoke. Don't do anything foolish and get involved in this deadly matter."

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Li Qinghai nodded in agreement, "Of course, I have social anxiety. I wouldn't dare get involved in something like this."

Ye Feng continued to press, "Lu Beixue, did my cousin give you permission to cultivate here?"

Everyone could hear it.

Ye Feng was giving Lu Beixue a way out.

As long as Lu Beixue said Ye Fan agreed, this farce would be over.

Lu Beixue bit her silver teeth.

Since joining the sect, she had been suppressed.

Under such oppression, she had struggled for three years.

During these three years.

Every time she came to Morning Cultivation Mountain to train, Ye Feng would appear.

Every time she handed in spiritual herbs, most of them would be deducted.

She had hoped that one day she could become strong and vent this anger.

But after three years, her cultivation progress was slow, and she was still only an Outer Disciple at the third level of Qi Refining.

Now, she couldn't hold on any longer.

But that didn't mean she was compromising; she just wanted to end her life.

"What is Ye Fan? Does he deserve to meddle in my affairs?" Lu Beixue said coldly.

This time, Lu Beixue was completely reckless.

Since she was going to die anyway, she might as well curse freely.

"You think I don't dare to kill you?" Ye Feng gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with killing intent.

Lu Beixue felt Ye Feng's murderous intent and knew that today she was doomed to die.

Death might be a relief.

In the distance, Liu Yaoyao sat on a tree trunk, swinging her legs and munching on sunflower seeds, watching the drama unfold.

Seeing the situation turn dire, she was about to tap her Storage Bag and intervene.

But suddenly, a voice rang out.

"Well said, what is Ye Fan?"

What the heck?

Who was so bold?

Daring to step forward at this moment?

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice.

All eyes fell on Li Qinghai.

Wang Dafu's eyes widened in astonishment.

Didn't you just say you had social anxiety?

Didn't you say you'd never dare get involved in something like this?

Not just Wang Dafu, everyone else was even more baffled.

Who was this guy?

No spiritual energy fluctuations at all?

Could he be a newbie who just joined the sect?

Lu Beixue looked at Li Qinghai, who was striding forward without fear, and her usually cold eyes softened a bit.

It was like an iceberg that hadn't melted for millennia showing signs of thawing.

For three years, no one had ever been willing to help her, to speak a word of justice for her.

She had long lost hope in the coldness of the cultivation world.

But she never expected that this time, someone would stand up for her.

But his strength?

Wasn't it a bit too weak?

Not just weak, it was practically non-existent.

Though she was deeply moved, there was no need for this young man to come and throw his life away, right?

Under the puzzled and shocked gazes of everyone.

Li Qinghai came to stand in front of Lu Beixue.

Without hesitation, he reached out and shielded her.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Though he said this, Li Qinghai was inwardly delighted, don't block the way, let me die first!

Ye Feng glanced at Li Qinghai with disdain.

"Heh, you think you can play the hero? Aren't you afraid of death?"

Li Qinghai had already sensed a reaction from the Book of Good Fortune.

He knew that his final words could greatly aid his reincarnation and fortune, so he had to make them sound noble.

"No. This isn't about playing the hero. Even if the person behind me were an ugly woman, I would stand up without hesitation. Justice is not about beauty or ugliness; it's about right and wrong. You are unjust, you are wrong. That's why I'm standing here."

Behind him, Lu Beixue looked at Li Qinghai's righteous profile, her beautiful eyes filled with emotion, her cold Dao heart suddenly touched.

If Li Qinghai had stood up for her beauty, she would have looked down on him.

But Li Qinghai was truly standing up for justice, for an injustice.

Such a noble man existed in this world!

Unfortunately, his strength was still too weak.

In the end, they would both die together.

Lu Beixue sighed softly; if they survived, she would have liked to befriend Li Qinghai.

Everyone else was dumbfounded at this moment.

They could tell that this young man wasn't lying.

If the person behind him were truly ugly, he would still stand up, risking his life.

But the question was...

Did such a noble person really exist?

Ye Feng was also slightly taken aback.

He could say that in his entire life, he had never seen someone with such high moral character.

Calling him a saint wouldn't be an exaggeration.

But he wasn't a good person and wouldn't put down his sword because of a few words.

Anyone without strength who dared to challenge him had to die.

"You are interesting," Ye Feng chuckled, "but acting chivalrous without strength is courting death. Since you want to die, I'll grant your wish."

Ye Feng leisurely tapped his Storage Bag, and a Spiritual Sword appeared in his hand.

He then placed the sword against Li Qinghai's neck.

He wasn't in a hurry to kill Li Qinghai; he wanted to use the threat of death to force out Li Qinghai's inner fear, to make him show his ugly side.

As the sword inched closer, the skin was already cut, and a bit of blood seeped out.

Li Qinghai felt no pain and even welcomed death.

So, in everyone's eyes, he remained calm.

At this moment.

No one present doubted Li Qinghai's moral character.

They were full of admiration.

What a truly upright gentleman!!