Wuji's eyes turned black when he saw the secret book and almost fainted. He knew that everything was over...

"Wuji, now that people and physical evidence are there, what else do you have to say?" Taoist Qingfeng's voice was cold and harsh.

For a moment, the eyes of the entire hall shot towards Wuji in unison, like countless sharp thorns.

The disciples began to whisper, and the discussion spread like a tide in the hall.

"I really didn't expect that it was really done by Wuji. He looks quite honest on weekdays."

"That's right, our Kunlun Sect has always been strict in its sect. This kind of secret book theft is simply unforgivable!"

"It disappointed Master and everyone too much."

Everyone's words were like sharp blades, piercing into Wuji's heart.

His body was shaking, his legs became weak, and he knelt on the ground with a "thump", his face full of tears of regret.

"Master, I was wrong, I was really wrong!" Wuji cried bitterly, his voice with endless regret and despair, "I was confused for a moment and was fascinated by ghosts. I... I just wanted to prove myself too much, and I wanted to make a name for myself in the sect. I knew that the secret book recorded the profound martial arts. I thought that as long as I learned it, everyone would look at me with admiration, and I would do such a stupid thing in a moment."

Wuji kept kowtowing while talking, his forehead hitting the ground, making a dull sound.

Taoist Qingfeng looked at Wuji kneeling on the ground, and a trace of unbearableness flashed in his eyes, but he was soon replaced by firmness. "You are confused at this moment and almost destroyed the foundation of my Kunlun Sect. This secret book is the treasure of my Sect. It has been passed down for many years and is of great significance. How can you steal it at will!"

At this time, an elder stood up and said with a serious expression: "Wuji made such a big mistake. If he did not punish him heavily, it would be difficult to convince the public and to correct the rules of my Kunlun Sect."

The other elders nodded in agreement. The atmosphere in the hall became more and more serious. Wuji knelt on the ground, his heart full of fear. He didn't know what kind of punishment he would be waiting for...

Wuji kept kowtowing and begging for mercy. His forehead had been broken, and blood slowly flowed down his cheeks, looking extremely embarrassed.

His voice became hoarse due to excessive grief and pleading: "Master, please give me another chance, I promise that I will never again. I am willing to accept any punishment, just ask you not to expel me from the Kunlun Sect."

At this moment, Mingyue walked out of the disciples. He looked cold and had a hint of regret in his eyes. However, he said with great firmness: "Wuji, if you do something wrong, you must be punished. This is the rule of the Kunlun School, and no one can be an exception. If you let you go easily today, how can you convince the public in the future?"

Mingyue's words were like a heavy hammer, completely shattering Wuji's last trace of luck. He collapsed to the ground, his eyes full of despair.

Master Qingfeng looked at the scene in front of him and felt mixed feelings.

Wuji was his disciple who had high hopes for, but now he made such a big mistake. He felt both angry and heartbroken. He sighed and slowly said, "Wuji, I remember that you were not without achievements in the sect in the past. I will give you a chance to reform yourself. I will punish you to go to the cliff to think about your life and think about it for a month and reflect on your own mistakes."

When Wuji heard this, a light flashed in his originally dim eyes. He quickly raised his head, his eyes full of gratitude: "Thank you, Master, thank you for giving me this opportunity. I will reflect on myself and correct my past mistakes."

Taoist Master Qingfeng waved his hand slightly, indicating that he didn't need to say much, and then turned to other disciples and said, "Everyone should take it as a warning for today's affairs. My Kunlun School is based on justice and morality, and has strict rules and is not allowed to be trampled on by anyone. I hope you can all abide by your duty and devote yourself to your practice."

"Yes, Master!" the disciples responded in unison, and their voices echoed in the hall and did not dissipate for a long time.

Then, several disciples stepped forward, helped Wuji up and took him to the cliff of Siji.

Wuji turned around step by step, looked at the once familiar hall and fellow disciples, and felt full of regret.
Chapter completed!