Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant Chapter 2232 - 146: Finally Achieved (Part 2)

"You have the wrong idea, Taoist Friend Penglai. Our Ten Thousand Demon Palace has always upheld the banner of justice and would never dream of oppressing others. It is simply that we could not remain idle while watching Taoist Friend Wan meet such a miserable fate, forcing us to intervene..."

With a face drained of color, Yin Penglai cut him off with a frigid tone:

"If his death was too much for you to witness, then should I simply allow his defamation of my Yin Family to go unpunished?"

Any other conflict would have been a minor grievance.

However, if these baseless claims regarding the Yin Family conspiring with the Supreme True Buddha were proven true, it would be equivalent to casting the entire clan into a bottomless pit of ruin.

Once a name is sullied, becoming a target for others is inevitable.

Should the Yin Family be branded a public enemy, no amount of power would be enough to save them.

Upon hearing this, Jiu Futu maintained his grin, though it looked like a smile carved onto the face of a corpse—ghastly and unnatural:

"Taoist Friend Wan is merely making an inference; isn't he just trying to help the Yin Family clear their name? Personally, I find it difficult to imagine the Yin Family being so cold-blooded toward two fellow Taoists. However, since suspicion exists between these families, evidence must be presented to wash away the doubt. Don't you agree, Taoist Friend Penglai?"

He spoke with a slow, gentle cadence, playing the part of a mediator.

A middle-aged cultivator hailing from Spirit Origin Prefecture added his voice in a low growl:

"Taoist Friend Jiu speaks the truth. Let us hear the rest of what Taoist Friend Wan has to say. If an operative of the Supreme True Buddha truly infiltrated the ruins to sow discord among our three families, we must find the culprit!"

"Precisely. If the Yin Family is being framed, this serves as an excellent chance to prove their innocence."

Among the gathered Crossing Tribulation cultivators, several voices rose in agreement.

Yin Penglai’s expression was grim as he fought to contain his boiling rage. Despite his efforts, his chest heaved with visible fury.

At that moment, he realized that Spirit Origin Prefecture and the Illusion Sky Realm were using the deaths of Fan Yuxian and the Joyful Spirit Saintess near Yin territory as a mere excuse. They were here to intentionally provoke the Yin Family, hoping to diminish their status and drag them down to a common level.

Meanwhile, other powers like the Ten Thousand Demon Palace, Golden Water Pond, and Longcong Prefecture spoke politely, but their true goal was likely to fan the flames. They were waiting for an opportunity to scavenge whatever benefits they could.

After all, the She Mansion's location was a prime spot, being one of the most effective gateways where Zhang’s Ruins absorbed Chaos Origin Substance.

Every faction watched it with eyes full of avarice.

Normally, they would never have the chance to interfere. But with Spirit Origin Prefecture and the Illusion Sky Realm leading the charge, these bystanders were happy to watch the chaos unfold, hoping the situation would spiral further.

"These fools... how can they be so blind? Do they not realize the Supreme True Buddha has long lusted after Zhang’s Ruins?"

Yin Penglai was seething internally, yet he understood that these people probably knew the risks but chose to ignore them, blinded by their own greed.

Backed by Jiu Futu and the representatives from Spirit Origin Prefecture and the Illusion Sky Realm, Wan Kongcheng’s confidence soared. Noting the murderous glint in Yin Penglai’s eyes, he knew there was no turning back from this confrontation. Being so close to the She Mansion, he had already picked his side and had to see it through. Steeling his heart, he declared:

"If Taoist Friends Fan Yuxian and the Joyful Spirit Saintess truly encountered spies from the Supreme True Buddha and were determined to capture them, it would make sense for them to accidentally enter the Yin’s Dojo. But how could a simple spy wander so freely within Yin Family lands? And how could such a spy so easily take the heads of two powerful Taoists?"

"I find it impossible to believe no one was assisting them..."

"A complete fabrication! How laughable!"

Yin Penglai laughed out of sheer indignation. He now saw their scheme clearly and knew that further debate was useless, so he fell silent.

Then, Wan Kongcheng, adopting an air of tragic resentment, asked:

"Why does Taoist Friend Penglai find this funny?"

"To preserve the peace of Zhang’s Ruins, Taoist Friends Fan Yuxian and the Joyful Spirit Saintess pursued spies with righteous intent, hoping their fellow cultivators in the Yin Family would assist. Instead, they were met with a betrayal by their own kind, suffering an ambush so severe that even with their great Cultivation, they could not escape..."

He paused as if a realization had just struck him, clapping his hands together:

"Wait, I just recalled something. Before those two perished, a Tribute cultivator from the Yin Family approached me—a mere Unification cultivator who had a conflict with one of my juniors. He even had Taoist Friend Penglai personally demand an apology from my kin... but in the end, that person was beheaded right there. It seemed like his Law was leaking; at the time, I thought he was just a genius. Now that I reconsider, perhaps he was the spy from the Supreme True Buddha!"

"Taoist Friend Penglai, I will call you 'friend' one last time. Hand over the spy and the killer immediately! If you refuse, all friendship between us is severed!"

"Surrender the murderer!"

"Hand over the spy!"

"..."

Yin Penglai looked at the faces around him, realizing how Wan Kongcheng’s lies had cornered the Yin Family into a desperate position.

His heart grew heavy with a sense of impending doom.

Just at that moment.

"Is it a deathmatch against my Yin Family that you all desire?"

A thunderous voice vibrated through the dark cavern, as if the entire space had suddenly been flooded with light!

Overjoyed, Yin Penglai spun around instantly.

As expected, several silhouettes emerged from the thick mist behind him.

They landed swiftly at Yin Penglai’s side.

The man in the lead had thinning, gray hair and a stout frame, but his expression was currently sharp and full of killing intent!

Above him, a massive Ninth-Tier Dao Domain spread out like a sea of white clouds