Chapter 39: Even His Hands Are So Beautiful

Feng Wanqing saw many people looking at her with disappointment, and her face turned pale as she nervously explained:

“I… I had no idea! How could Elder Yang, who was perfectly fine, suddenly start cultivating demonic arts? This is too unbelievable. I think we were all deceived by Elder Yang’s facade!”

“So, you didn’t even know the truth and yet confidently and self-righteously guaranteed that Elder Yang was fine. Doesn’t that make you even more ignorant? Oh, no, calling you ignorant is too flattering. I think the term ‘stupid and evil’ suits you well.”

Feng Siyue’s tone remained as lazy as before. She had somehow taken out an umbrella and was now shielding herself from the harsh sunlight, making her feel much more comfortable.

If only someone could hold the umbrella for her, it would be even better.

Just as this thought crossed her mind, a large hand took the umbrella from her.

The hand holding the umbrella was wide, long, and had distinct knuckles. A purple jade ring on his thumb made his hand look even more noble.

Even his hands are so beautiful; if his face isn’t handsome, it wouldn’t make sense, right?

Feng Siyue swallowed. As a hand enthusiast, she had to admit that she was a bit itchy to play with his hand.

But what surprised her even more was that this man, who exuded an “approach with caution” aura, was actually helping her hold the umbrella. How thoughtful.

Meanwhile, Feng Wanqing’s face turned pale and flushed. She realized that no matter how she argued, she couldn’t outwit Feng Siyue’s sharp tongue.

The people around her looked at her as if they agreed with Feng Siyue’s words.

This was a cold reception she had never experienced before. No one had ever looked at her with such suspicion. Many people had always believed her unconditionally and centered their trust around her.

But this time was different. Involving a demonic cultivator made things much more serious.

Among all the cultivators under the heavens, no one did not hate demonic cultivators.

For the first time, Feng Wanqing felt panic. She feared that her reputation would decline because of Feng Siyue’s few words. She was the strongest genius girl in the entire Abyss Continent and could not afford to be tainted with scandal!

Within a few breaths, her eyes filled with tears.

“I am very sad that so many senior and junior brothers have been affected. I also saw Elder Yang trying to block the demonic energy outlet. I swear I am not lying. If you don’t believe me and even suspect that I am a demonic cultivator, I am willing to cut open my dantian with a knife and show you my inner core!”

As she spoke, more tears fell, and she cried with great grievance.

Some young men felt pity for her and began to speak in her favor.

At this moment, Yang Aotian said loudly, “I never expected that Elder Yang had been cultivating demonic arts. Our Vast Academy absolutely cannot allow such a situation to occur. From now on, Elder Yang will be removed from Vast Academy!”

As he spoke, Yang Aotian released a strange fire from his palm, which quickly burned Elder Yang’s body to ashes. He then took out a large bag of spirit stones and gave it to the woman, comforting her, “I was unaware of such a significant incident. These spirit stones are a token of my sincerity. From now on, if your children wish to join Vast Academy, we will accept them unconditionally!”

Such a righteous act and comforting words made it difficult for people to continue accusing him, especially since they were also unaware of the situation.

Feng Siyue’s eyes cooled down, but she understood that deeply ingrained impressions were not easy to change. Exposing the hypocritical nature of Vast Academy’s people would take time and effort.

She wasn’t in a hurry; there would be plenty of time in the future.

However, she wouldn’t let them off so easily and had other plans in mind.

“Vice Principal, if there is one, there could be a second. How can you ensure that no one else in your academy is cultivating demonic arts?”

As soon as these words were spoken, someone in the crowd immediately chimed in, “Exactly! If there is another person cultivating demonic arts, the people of Jiaoyang City will be in trouble!”

“We need to find the source of the demonic arts and destroy that detestable technique!”

Yang Aotian’s face darkened, and he glared fiercely at Feng Siyue. “I will personally go to Chanxu Temple and invite the Holy Monk Jinchan to eliminate all demonic influences! I will also take full responsibility for all the losses caused today!”

“Oh, that’s really great. However, this library was built by our Tianmen Sword Sect and has now been completely destroyed. Since the Vice Principal has proposed compensation, let’s start by compensating us for the loss of the library!”

Feng Siyue said with a bright smile, looking at Di Xuan Shang. “What do you think? How much is our library worth?”

“The books are priceless,” Di Xuan Shang said calmly.

“Exactly, the books are priceless. It’s such a pity that so many books were destroyed. Vice Principal, your compensation must be sincere. Otherwise, I’ll have no choice but to go to your academy’s library and take some books.”

Feng Siyue slightly curled her lips. This man really knows what to do!

Yang Aotian’s fist in his sleeve cracked loudly as he clenched it tightly. He said coldly, “You might be mistaken. This library is now part of our Vast Academy!”

Feng Siyue narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at Di Xuan Shang. “Since when did our library become Vast Academy’s?”

“I don’t know. All I know is that the deed to the library is still with the Tianmen Sword Sect!”

“Oh, I see. So, Vast Academy wants to claim something that belongs to others and is calling the library theirs.” Feng Siyue feigned surprise. “Vice Principal, that’s not very moral of you. The library is built on our sword sect’s burial ground, and the seal was placed by the Heavenly Mystery Sword. Everyone here today witnessed it. For you to claim it as your own is truly a joke to the world!”

“That’s right, this library has always belonged to the Tianmen Sword Sect. When did it become Vast Academy’s?”

“The sword burial ground is right underneath. Vice Principal, that statement is too overbearing.”

“The Tianmen Sword Sect may have perished, but now the Heavenly Mystery Sword has returned, and the sect has a successor. It doesn’t make sense to continue occupying it, does it?”

Many older cultivators stood up to support Feng Siyue.

If it weren’t for Feng Siyue suppressing the demonic energy today, who knows how much disaster it could have caused. So, everyone was very grateful to her.

Yang Aotian was so angry that his nose was almost crooked. In the end, he had to admit that the library belonged to the Tianmen Sword Sect and gave Feng Siyue a large compensation.

Watching Yang Aotian leave with a black face, taking the academy’s students with him, Feng Siyue’s lips curled into a faint, almost imperceptible smile.

This was just the beginning. There would be many more times when they would feel humiliated.

“Mother, you and Masked Uncle were so cool just now! The surging demonic energy was completely suppressed by you!”

Little Mifan and Little Tangguo, like little cheerleaders, came over to shower them with praise.

At this moment, many cultivators also approached to express their gratitude to the two.

It was thanks to their intervention earlier that the consequences were not unimaginable.