A righteous young hero? But I am a demonic cultist.

Chapter 17: Linghu Chong's "free spirit" is shaken; Abbess Dingyi discovers Yuanlin

The trial continued until nightfall before the crowd dispersed. Several victims dismembered Tian Boguang and took his remains back to their hometown to pay homage to his spirit.

Linghu Chong was deeply shocked and stood there dumbfounded, feeling depressed and melancholy.

Yue Yuan stepped forward, patted him on the shoulder, and handed him a pot of his favorite wine.

Linghu Chong took the gourd of wine and gulped it down in a few mouthfuls.

"Cough cough cough~~ Junior brother, do you think I was really wrong? I have always acted impulsively, naively believing that chivalrous people in the martial arts world should prioritize loyalty."

Yue Yuan was taken aback. Had he dampened Linghu Chong's spirits today? That wouldn't do. Linghu Chong would be one of his top combatants in the future, and he couldn't afford to suffer from Yu Yu syndrome.

He quickly provided psychological counseling to the depressed teenager.

"Senior Brother, you're hesitating because of Tian Boguang? That's not your character. You've just been fooled by Tian Boguang."

Linghu Chong smiled wryly and said, "Is that so?"

"Yes," Yue Yuan continued, "In fact, we are all independent individuals, and we all have our own set of standards for judging good and evil. When we are unsure whether someone is a good person, we can listen to the opinions of the majority."

"It can be summarized as: observing the situation, listening to the voice, and gathering wisdom."

Linghu Chong asked, puzzled, "What do you mean by 'observing the situation'...?"

Yue Yuan looked at the sky, his thoughts drifting back to that industrial Cthulhu, and murmured to himself:

"Observing the situation means you need to have a comprehensive understanding of the circumstances. You can't look at a problem from one perspective. For example, you need to have a comprehensive understanding of Tian Boguang."

"Listen to the voices, which means you need to listen to the opinions of those around him. If 9,99 out of 10,000 people say he is terrible, then he is basically doomed."

"Convergence of wisdom means that you synthesize all the information you have and make a judgment on this matter: whether he should be killed or not."

"In conclusion, once you've gone through these three procedures, you'll have a general idea of ​​what to expect. As long as you uphold justice, you'll be able to make the right judgment."

After listening to his explanation, Linghu Chong kept repeating in his mind, "Observe the situation, listen to the voice, and gather wisdom."

After a long time, he took a deep breath and finally calmed down.

"Thank you very much, junior brother. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I would have been in a dead end."

"Senior Brother, you actually have a chivalrous spirit. You like to fight for justice. When you see injustice in the world, you will try even if you know you can't win." At this point, Yue Yuan changed the subject, "But Senior Brother, don't forget that you are the senior brother of the Huashan Sect and the successor of the Gentleman's Sword. Your words and actions not only affect yourself, but also the entire Huashan Sect."

Linghu Chong nodded. He would definitely keep this in mind and, having learned this lesson, would definitely distance himself from evil and heretical practices in the future.

Linghu Chong finished the last drop of wine in the gourd, returned the gourd to Yue Yuan, and went straight back to the inn.

Judging from his appearance, he seems to have resolved his inner conflict.

Seeing that everyone had dispersed, Yue Yuan no longer cared. He held Yi Lin in his arms, gently pushed off with his feet, and flew into the distance.

Under the moonlight, Yilin looked at that perfectly sculpted profile and couldn't help but feel her heart race.

"Junior brother...where are we going?"

"Let's go to a nice place."

"But...we can't make the same mistake again."

Yue Yuan didn't answer, but gently landed in a courtyard and put her down. "We've arrived. Abbess Dingyi is inside. Senior Sister, you're safe."

"Oh, by the way," he took out the Rejuvenation Pill given to him by the system and handed it to Yilin, "This is a miraculous healing medicine that I obtained by chance. Senior Sister, your wounds will heal after taking it."

"Junior brother, are you going back to the Huashan Sect?"

"Does Senior Sister want me to stay overnight?"

Upon hearing this, Yilin blushed so deeply that even the roots of her ears turned red. "You should leave now. Staying here will only make you tease me."

Just as the two were deeply in love, a dignified female voice came from inside the house.

"Who do we have here? It's Young Hero Zhenyue."

Immediately afterwards, the door opened, and a tall figure dressed in coarse monk's robes walked out of the room, followed by a group of young nuns.

They formed a semi-circle, trapping Yue Yuan against the wall and cutting off his escape route.

Yilin took a step back, clasped her hands together, bowed to Master Dingyi, and greeted her, "Master."

Yue Yuan followed suit, putting his hands together in prayer, and said, "Yue Yuan of the Huashan Sect greets Abbess Dingyi."

Dingyi glanced at Yilin and snorted coldly, "I'll settle accounts with you later."

After saying that, she looked at Yue Yuan again and said, "Nephew Yue, you are indeed worthy of being the disciple of Senior Brother Yue, the Gentleman Sword. You did a good job in the public trial of Tian Boguang. This villain relied on his superior lightness skills to commit crimes and deserves to die."

At this point, Abbess Dingyi changed the subject, "But there is one thing I don't understand: why did Linghu Chong say that nuns are the most vicious at Huiyan Tower?"

Although Master Dingyi's voice was not loud, it was extremely imposing.

Yue Yuan felt helpless. Who spread this news? How did it reach Ding Yi's ears so quickly? You know, among the three Ding Yis of Hengshan, Ding Yi is the one with the fiery temper and is extremely protective of her own.

Linghu Chong, Linghu Chong, why are you spouting nonsense for no reason?

"Master, actually my senior brother was forced into this situation. He was seriously injured and at his last gasp. He did this all to deal with the villains. Senior Sister Yilin can testify to this."

That's just the way it is. Linghu Chong was stabbed more than a dozen times, which doesn't excuse him.

Master Dingyi turned her gaze to Yilin, "Is what Nephew Yue said the truth?"

Yue Yuan winked at her quickly. If she said something wrong, Abbess Dingyi would definitely confront Linghu Chong, and then his affair with Yilin would be exposed.

Seeing his hint, Yilin sighed inwardly: You rascal, a monk doesn't lie. I've broken all my vows for you.

"Master, what Junior Brother Yue said is true. When I was kidnapped by villains, it was Senior Brother Linghu and Junior Brother Yue who rescued me. It was the same at Huiyan Tower."

After examining Yilin for a long time, Master Dingyi saw that Yilin did not seem to be lying, so she believed her to be about 80%.

"And there's a second thing. My nephew Yue came here late at night and was even pulling and shoving at my disciple. What's going on here?"

Master Dingyi sneered, "If my junior nephew doesn't give me an explanation today, then this humble nun will have the pleasure of learning your Huashan swordsmanship."

Upon hearing this, Yilin immediately panicked.

Yue Yuan secretly gave her a reassuring look. "Just now, I just wanted to give Senior Sister Yilin a bottle of medicine, but she thought it was too precious and didn't want to accept it."

"Yilin, is that so?"

"Master, that's true. I just felt that the medicine that Junior Brother Yue gave me was too expensive, which is why I refused to accept it."

"Hmph, my Hengshan has such holy medicines for healing as White Cloud Bear Bile Pills and Heavenly Fragrance Rejuvenating Glue. We don't need that pill that Junior Nephew Yue came from who-knows-where. Yilin, return the pill to Junior Nephew Yue."

Upon hearing this, Yilin abruptly looked up at Abbess Dingyi, "Master, this..."

She had originally intended to keep it as a memento, so that she could spend her future days with the lamp and the Buddha, and remember the person by looking at the object.

But her master told her to hand it over.

Not wanting to put Yilin in a difficult position, Yue Yuan secretly gave her a signal before using his lightness skill to fly out of the Hengshan Sect's courtyard.

Yilin held the pills Yue Yuan had given her, watching his departing figure until it disappeared into the night.

"I've come to my senses; the person is already far away."

"Master."

"Hmph, don't think I don't know what you're up to. Come inside with me."

Master Dingyi flicked her monk's robe and walked into the house.

Yilin held the pills, glanced at the disappearing figure, and then followed Master Dingyi into the room.

It was too dark to see clearly before, but now, by the candlelight, Abbess Dingyi discovered the problem with Yilin.

Without making a sound, Abbess Dingyi called Yilin over and, under the pretense of healing her injuries, took Yilin's pulse.

This investigation, however, enraged her completely.

She slammed her hand on the table, shattering it into pieces, before looking up and demanding, "Yilin, where is your primordial yin?"