Xianxia: My Junior Sisters Are Freaks!

At this moment, there was a clamor in the meeting hall of the Clear Water Sect.

“Running away at the last minute and putting us in danger, what was our Clear Water Sect thinking?”

“If I had to say it, this was the result of Yin Yijun communicating with the Mysterious Sky Sword Sect! It’s obvious that he wants to set us up.”

“Great Elder Yin, aren’t you going to come out and just say it clearly now?”

“The Great Elder is dealing with something important. If you have something important to say, you can wait for the Great Elder to come over.”

“If you say he has something to say, then it means he has something to say. Quick, let him out…”

In the meeting hall of the Clear Water Sect, two groups of people were at odds, and they had their daggers drawn.

One of them was the group of elders of the Clear Water Sect, and the other was the group of people from the various sects that had fled back from accusing the Mysterious Sky Sword Sect.

It was obvious that the Clear Water Sect was still in a disadvantageous position in terms of numbers.

Just as they were arguing endlessly, Yin Yijun and the boy strode in from outside the hall.

“In broad daylight, who is making a ruckus in our Clear Water Sect?!”

Seeing that the main character had arrived, everyone immediately quieted down.

The originally overbearing aura that was in the atmosphere had also stopped at this moment. The speed of this change made the elders of the Clear Water Sect secretly curse in their hearts.

No matter what, the Clear Water Sect was the leader of the ten great sects. Its disciples’ foundation and strength were incomparable to the other sects. At this moment, no one dared to be presumptuous in the face of the number two figure of the Clear Water Sect.

Yin Yijun walked forward and looked at everyone present.

After pondering for a moment, he slowly said.

“I know why you are here.”

“However, there is something fishy about the death of the sect masters of the six great sects. Perhaps they were not killed by the people of the Mysterious Heavenly Sword Sect after all.”

The moment the news was released, everyone present was in an uproar.

“What? He actually said that there was something fishy about the death of the sect masters?”

“How is that possible? But all the evidence points to the Mysterious Heavenly Sword Sect. Isn’t this enough to prove their evil deeds?”

When Daoist Wuxin heard this, a strange look flashed across his eyes. He walked out from the crowd and asked tentatively.

“Hehe, Great Elder Yin, do you have any evidence to back up your words?”

“Anyone can speak empty words, but everything requires evidence.”

Upon hearing this, everyone came to their senses.

“That’s right. If you have new evidence, please bring it out!

“If you can bring out evidence to prove that it has nothing to do with the Mysterious Heavenly Sword Sect, we won’t pursue this matter further.”

Everyone: “…”

F*ck, what’s there to pursue? !

When the others heard this, their bodies involuntarily trembled.

The scene in front of the Blackheaven Sword Sect’s mountain gate was still vivid in their minds. The powerful Black Tortoise Phantom and that mysterious warning voice, just thinking about it now made people fearful.

Having just escaped from the Blackheaven Sword Sect, they did not want to go back and face that suffocating pressure.

Everyone tacitly did not mention what happened in the Mysterious Heavenly Sword Sect. That incident was like a taboo, so they refused to talk about it, nor did they dare to talk about it.

That was why Daoist Wuxin and the others vented their anger on the Clear Water Sect, which had escaped without a fight.

Now, they had heard from Yin Yijun that there was something strange with the death of the sect masters of the six great sects. They were looking for the wrong person.

For some reason, everyone heaved a sigh of relief.

“…”

The hall of the Clear Water Sect suddenly became quiet.

Yin Yijun’s gaze faintly drifted toward Daoist Wuxin, indicating for the accompanying disciples to present something.

In a moment, a large bronze bell appeared in front of everyone.

“A bronze bell? What does this mean?”

The various elders were confused as they sized up this ordinary bronze bell.

Wasn’t it said that the six sect masters had already died? Why did they need a bronze bell?

Just as the elders of the various sects were still suspicious, Daoist Wuxin’s expression turned ugly.

Although he did not know what Yin Yijun was up to, he suddenly had an uneasy premonition.

Dong!

The copper bell fell to the ground with a muffled sound.

At this time.

Yin Yijun walked to the copper bell.

“Do you know what this is?”

The elders looked at each other and shook their heads in confusion.

“Elder Yin, don’t talk in riddles. Just say what you want to say.”

“Yeah, isn’t this just a low-level copper bell spiritual artifact? What’s there to see?”

Yin Yijun smiled and used a special method to inject his spiritual energy into the copper bell.

Dong, dong, dong!

The heavy bell chimes sounded one after another, and an illusory shadow appeared on the body of the bell.

That illusory shadow had white hair and a childlike face, and was dressed in white…

It looked exactly the same as the dead sect master of the Clear Water Sect, Yin Buping! It should be said that it was exactly Yin Buping’s own appearance.

“Soul imprint!”

Someone exclaimed in shock.

A Soul Imprint was the source of a cultivator’s soul. It was a method to prove the existence of a cultivator. Usually, when refining a spiritual artifact, the cultivator would put on his own soul imprint to better fuse with the spiritual artifact, the higher the degree of fusion, the stronger the power when used.

In fact, the soul imprint had another function when it was used on the spiritual artifact. It was to bind the spiritual artifact to the cultivator. As long as the personal imprint on the spiritual artifact was still there, the other cultivators wouldn’t be able to use the spiritual artifact even if they seized it.

Besides refining the imprint, the only thing that could make the imprint disappear was to kill the owner of the imprint.

Simply put, only when the owner of the imprint died would the spiritual artifact he had become ownerless.

The bronze bell in front of him actually had the imprint left behind by the sect master of the Clear Water Sect. That meant that he wasn’t dead at all!

The elders of the various sects who had been running away aggressively to seek an explanation were all stunned at this moment.

The sect masters of the six great sects had left together. Didn’t that mean that their sect masters might not have fallen!

No wonder Yin Yijun had left without saying a word. He didn’t even give a warning when he left!

However, at this moment, everyone did not have time to think too much. What they were most concerned about was the news of their sect masters.

Yin Yijun carefully observed everyone’s reactions and unhurriedly put away the copper bell spiritual artifact.

Other than being stunned, there was also surprise. There was even a strange expression on someone’s face.

And the person with the strange expression was Daoist wuxin.

Suddenly, the elder of the Swallow Cloud Sect spoke : “Elder Yin, is your sect master really still alive?”

Mm-hm! It was the real deal!

“The mark on the bronze bell is the best proof. There’s no need to say anything else, right?”

Seeing Yin Yijun’s confident expression, the other elders began to look for their sect master’s spiritual artifacts. Some of them who didn’t have any spiritual artifacts began to use voice transmission talismans to contact the sect to look for them.

After a long while, the great hall became quiet again.

“Sigh! The sect master’s spiritual artifacts are all in his storage ring. All the spiritual artifacts related to him have disappeared along with the sect master.”

“Our sect is the same!”

“But since we have the proof of the spiritual artifacts of the sect master of the Clear Water Sect, it means that there is a chance that the other sect masters are still alive. It’s just that we don’t have any evidence to prove it now.”

“Perhaps no news is the best news.”

Everyone was silent…

They were also shocked by Yin Buping’s mark just now. The spiritual artifacts of ordinary cultivators were always kept with them wherever they went. There were very few people like Yin Buping who kept their spiritual artifacts in the sect.

Feeling everyone’s suspicious gaze, Yin Yijun gave a rare explanation.

“This item was used by the sect master when he was young. He kept it in the cultivation hall as a memento. I never thought that it would come in handy one day.”

So that was the case. They never thought that it would come in handy!

Everyone had a complicated look on their faces.

From then on, the various sects agreed to have an additional rule that the sect masters had to keep their magic tools with marks in the sect.

It was said that this strange rule had been passed down as a tradition ever since.