C1 Slander

Once again, Ning Yue woke up from his nightmare. He grabbed the thin blanket that was soaked in sweat and sat on the bed, gasping for breath. His mind was still filled with strange images, and they did not disappear for a long time.

His green eyes were wide open in the darkness, and blood was dripping from his hands like a weeping blade.

"Why? It's clearly over, but it still can't be forgotten?"

He raised his head and sighed. From the corner of his eye, he could see the morning sun shining through the gaps of the curtains. The warmth was not enough to dispel the faint coolness left behind by the night, but it was still bright enough.

Pushing open the window, the bright morning had arrived. The melodious chirping of birds was sometimes high and sometimes low, and it was also telling him that it was a new day.

After a simple wash, Ning Yue deliberately changed into a new disciple robe. He tied the sword tightly on his back and looked in the mirror to tidy his hair. Then he went out.

Today was an important day, so he naturally had to treat it seriously.

Yes, today would be a good day.

At least that was what he thought when he stepped into the main hall. Along the way, many sect disciples pointed and pointed at him, and their gazes flickered unceasingly. He didn't care about all of this, and he had long since gotten used to it over the past ten years.

However, when he arrived at this grand hall where the seven sects were about to hold a celebration and award ceremony, he'd still noticed that the atmosphere wasn't quite right, and the gazes that shot over from the surroundings were extremely unkind.

It was not jealousy, nor was it envy. Instead, it was a type of cold ridicule, even ridicule and disdain.

The Cloud Void Sword Pavilion's reputation was spread far and wide. More than a dozen small and medium-sized empires around them had royal descendants who had sent their young generation into their sects to gain experience. As one of the inner sect disciples, his background was the lowest, and he had always been ostracized.

But today, such a day would come to an end. Ning Yue had been thinking like this these past few days.

But why were their attitudes still the same?

Putting everything else aside, the seat in the inner circle should belong to him. Someone was already sitting on it! That seat.

"Senior disciple Lin, did you sit in the wrong place?"

Ning Yue tried his best to speak as calmly as possible. Apart from the elders of Cloud Void Sword Pavilion, the other six sects and even many empires around them had sent their people here. They couldn't be rude.

"Did you take the wrong seat? No, this is my seat." Senior Apprentice Brother Lin smiled disdainfully, wiped his nose and snorted, "Could it be that you, the scum of the sect, still want to continue sitting in this seat?"

"Scum?"

Ning Yue's eyes changed, and his tone became much more gloomy, "Senior Brother Lin, shouldn't you be careful when you speak?"

"Yes? Humph. To a scum like you, there is no need for that."

As soon as these words were spoken, The disciples beside Senior Brother Lin responded in unison. Their eyes were filled with coldness and disdain as they looked at Ning Yue.

"Lin Zhong, make it clear!"

Ning Yue's voice was loud and clear when he shouted. It instantly drowned out all the discussions in the hall.

In an instant, everyone's eyes were focused on Ning Yue.

In the next moment, a bald old man in the elder's seat stood up, raised his hand and pointed, and shouted, "Evil creature Ning Yue, what kind of place is this? How can you be so arrogant here?"

Ning Yue frowned slightly. In the end, he cupped his hands and replied, "If you don't offend me, I won't offend you. Senior brother Lin Zhong insulted me first. I, Ning Yue, may have said something wrong, but what is wrong with it? "

"What is wrong with it? What is wrong with it? Let me ask you, what happened on the night of the 13th of last month? " The elder coldly shouted, anger surfacing in his eyes.

The thirteenth of last month?

Ning Yue's expression suddenly changed. A faint fear appeared in his eyes. After a flash, the memories that he wanted to hide in his nightmares for the past few days once again flowed in his mind.

Three months ago, in the Misty Mountain Range five hundred miles north, a Devil Beast's strength soared due to unknown reasons. It slaughtered three mountain villages in a single night. Blood flowed like rivers wherever it went, and limbs piled up like mountains. After that, it was even more bloodthirsty. It openly attacked the cities of the Empire. The more tenacious the guards were, the more it created more and more cruel slaughter.

Finally, the seven sects led by the Cloud Void Sword Pavilion attacked together. They set up a formation to kill the ferocious beasts, but they underestimated its strength.

After the formation was broken, hundreds of people were killed and the ferocious beast fled with injuries.

After chasing for dozens of days, the elders and disciples of the sects were all injured. They returned empty-handed.

In the end, the one who brought the vicious beast's head back was him, carrying a sword alone. His clothes were dyed red with blood and revealed a bright rainbow color, and even he himself couldn't remember exactly how he completed this impossible mission.

At the instant he returned to the mountain gate, Ning Yue fainted, yet he was laughing.

This sort of contribution was sufficient to allow him to hold his head high and not suffer the cold gazes of others in the Cloud Void Sword Pavilion.

After waking up from his memories, Ning Yue said in surprise, "Everything. I have reported it to the elders. However, since the Third Elder asked again, Ning Yue naturally had to answer. That night, I found traces of injured ferocious beasts and followed them all the way. I ambushed it while it was sleeping, but I didn't manage to kill it with my sword. After a bitter battle in the middle of the night, I finally won with half a move. "

"Now that things have come to this, you are still lying!"

On the other side, one of the inner disciples stood up with an angry face. At the same time, he pointed at the other person beside him and shouted, "The one who killed the ferocious beast was obviously Senior Brother Shi. How could it be you?! That night, the dozen of us master teacher brothers fought fiercely for half a night before we were lucky enough to win. Yet, you, Ning Yue, actually dared to dream of seizing our merits? "

"I was the one who brought the head of the ferocious beast back to the sect. How did it become your merits?" Ning Yue's eyes flashed coldly. Senior Shi had always been at odds with him. He never expected that Senior Shi would suddenly slander him here.

Immediately, senior disciple Shi stood up as well. He raised his trembling arm and pointed. He shouted, "That's right. You brought it back. Because after killing the berserk beasts, we were all injured. We left a few people to guard the corpses, and the rest scattered to look for other companions. They wanted to carry the beast's corpse back to their sect. However, when they returned, they found that the head of the beast was missing. The remaining fellow disciples all died. Ning Yue, you are so ruthless! In order to take credit, you even killed your own sect!

Speaking up to this point, he suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of blood. At the same time, he wailed," I pity my junior brothers. They did not die under the claws of the ferocious beasts, but were killed by a despicable villain like you! "

"Shi Guangqi, don't slander people there! The ferocious beast was clearly killed by me alone, so how did it become your contribution? As for those brothers who died, I didn't even see them that night!"

Ning Yue immediately flew into a rage. It was unforgivable to accuse him of being greedy for credit. Scolding him for harming his fellow disciples was even more unacceptable!

"Moreover, there were people who went with me that night. Third Elder, can you ask Junior Brother Meng Yuhao to come up and answer?"

Suddenly, he remembered that he had a witness. Meng Yuhao was one of the few people in the Cloud Void Sword Pavilion who was on good terms with him. He had taken good care of him during normal days, and the relationship between the two of them wasn't bad.

That night, Ning Yue was worried that Meng Yuhao's cultivation level wasn't high enough, so he only asked him to watch from the side and not attack. Ning Yue went alone to kill the ferocious beasts. Meng Yuhao had witnessed everything that had happened. However, for some reason, he had disappeared.

Perhaps he was worried that something would happen to him, so he went to look for help from his brothers. Whether it was that night or now, Ning Yue thought so.

"Alright, pass it on to Meng Yuhao!"

Following the Third Elder's order, a slightly short figure walked out from the group of disciples. His expression was somewhat nervous and uneasy.

"YuHao, don't be nervous. Just tell the truth." Ning Yue smiled faintly. However, the smile on the corner of his mouth suddenly froze. In the blink of an eye, an inexplicable sense of unease rose in his heart.

As if he was afraid of Ning Yue, Meng Yuhao subconsciously took a few steps back, his voice trembling. "Reporting to all elders, that night when Senior Brother Ning and I rushed to the valley, that ferocious beast was already killed. There were also a few other senior and junior apprentice brothers present. All of them were injured, and their injuries were not light..."

"YuHao, what nonsense are you talking about?"

At this moment, Ning Yue's expression changed completely.

"Ning Yue, shut up! The witness is here. Do you still intend to threaten him?" Shi Guangqi shouted coldly, and then his voice became much gentler, "Junior brother Meng, speak slowly. He won't be able to hurt you here."

Meng Yuhao nodded and continued, "Senior brother Ning. I admit that you've been very good to me on normal days. However, I, Meng Yuhao, cannot let down my conscience! That night, You proposed to swallow the credit of killing the ferocious beasts, and we will split it equally. My fellow brothers and I have tried to advise you, but why did you kill all of them in such a crazy manner? You failed your sneak attack and ended up in a fierce battle. But your target is not a beast, but your fellow disciples. Our fellow disciples! "

"Meng Yuhao, are your words really worthy of your conscience?" Ning Yue could not believe that Meng Yuhao, whom he had been taking care of as his younger brother, had betrayed him at this critical moment.

No, he was helping others frame him.

"It's precisely because I can't let my conscience down that I, Meng Yuhao, am going to say it today. My father is not in good health, "he said. " My biggest goal in becoming a disciple of the Cloud Void Sword Pavilion is to obtain some merits and exchange them for some herbs to nourish him. That night, You told me that as long as I'm faking it, you would ask for a hundred-year-old Snow Gold Ginseng for my father when you wanted to reward me... I promised you that I would perjure myself. But these days, I have suffered a lot. When I put my eyes on them, I thought of those senior brothers who died under your sword and died with their eyes wide open. Therefore, today, I must tell the truth! "

Meng Yuhao raised his hand to press on his chest and said righteously.

In front of all the elders and fellow disciples, I, Meng Yuhao, swear to the heavens that everything I said is true. " You, Ning Yue, tried to take all the credit and hurt your comrades! "

In an instant, Ning Yue was speechless.

The death situation, the desperate situation, the slandering and framing itself had suddenly occurred, and he was not prepared for it. Furthermore, the only person who could testify had actually sided with the other party.

"Hahahahaha..."

In the next moment, he raised his head and laughed non-stop. The tears that slowly rolled down from the corner of his eyes contained a hint of blood red.

Back then, he had indeed promised to give Meng Yuhao the Snow Golden Ginseng. Today, there were only two rewards that he wanted to receive the most. One of them was the three hundred year old Snow Gold Ginseng, which was given to Meng Yuhao.

The reason why he fought the vicious beast that night was also because of this reward.

He did not expect that this would be the result.

"YuHao, I... have nothing to say."

On the side, the Third Elder's eyes were filled with anger. "In my opinion, you don't have any excuse to continue quibbling."

"Wait a moment. Although he has nothing to say, I still have something to say. In this place, it can't be considered as turning the tables, right?" In the guest seats, one person stood up and cupped his hands. He was someone from the other six sects who had come to celebrate.

Seeing that it was this person who stood up, a trace of surprise flashed across Ning Yue's eyes. However, when he saw the figures behind that person who were laughing coldly, his expression changed drastically.

Attacking someone while they were down?