After the Fairy Maidens Fell to Darkness, They Captured Me to Ruthlessly 'Repay' Their Gratitude-Chapter 197 - If You Do Good, You Should Leave Your Name!

The result of the soul-searching? Naturally, He Ange wasn’t going to let Li Nanshan see all of An Luo Yi’s private memories.

Using illusion projection, He Ange displayed An Luo Yi’s perspective from the Zongshan Plains battle. Along the way, he conveniently edited out any suspicious traces related to “He Ange.” After reviewing it, Li Nanshan and the other ministers found nothing unusual.

Instead, they were shocked by the Destined Heroine’s decisiveness in killing her own companion. It turned out An Luo Yi was truly clean and innocent.

This left Li Nanshan and the elder ministers in a bind.

They had captured her, performed soul-searching, yet found nothing incriminating. If the Empress and Qin Shiyan found out, while they might not say anything openly, they would surely harbor resentment and suspicion privately.

For Li Nanshan, this was clearly a loss.

This gave He Ange the perfect opportunity to stir the pot and offer his “services.”

“Well, what do you think? Should I spice it up a bit and make some adjustments?”

Standing beside the unconscious silver-haired celestial maiden, He Ange lifted her delicate face, a mischievous smile tugging at his lips.

Li Nanshan and the other ministers exchanged hesitant glances, weighing the pros and cons of fabricating memories.

After a moment, they spoke gravely.

“Holy Son He Yuan, what kind of adjustments are you suggesting?”

“We could use that boy, He Ange, to throw dirt on An Luo Yi. For instance... claim that before the Zongshan Plains battle, He Ange blackmailed her into becoming a spy for the demonic sect.”

He Ange spoke casually. Ruthless as ever, he even dared to pin the blame on himself.

Of course, he wasn’t worried—after all, “He Ange” had already died at Zongshan Plains. Now he was Holy Son He Yuan of Spirit Phoenix Sect. Whatever crimes “He Ange” committed had nothing to do with him.

“That’s an interesting angle. He Ange is dead—he can’t defend himself... Then we can report to the Empress that An Luo Yi has been corrupted by demonic influence—her essence and soul tainted, her loyalty questionable.”

“Even if she denies it, we can claim it’s due to demonic corruption. After all, those truly corrupted often don’t realize it themselves.”

Li Nanshan mused thoughtfully. The idea of using “He Ange,” a dead man, to smear An Luo Yi intrigued him.

In the original memory, An Luo Yi was cold and ruthless—killing the demonic cultivator He Ange without hesitation. If they claimed He Ange had tainted her soul, she might not even refute it. She might even doubt herself—wondering if she was truly clean.

This would allow them to suppress An Luo Yi’s position in Dragon Dynasty, paving the way for future plans to extract her bones and veins.

“Interesting.”

The elder ministers nodded in agreement after exchanging glances.

But to be safe, they reminded He Ange:

“Holy Son He Yuan, once this is done, make sure to erase your and Yuan Yi’s memories as well.”

“Of course. However...”

He Ange smiled faintly, rubbing his fingers together in a money gesture—it was clear what he meant.

Li Nanshan clicked his tongue inwardly. This brat was truly profit-driven—even charging a hush fee for soul-searching.

But there was no choice—now that the soul-searching was complete, if they didn’t pay He Yuan off to keep quiet, their plan might not remain under wraps.

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“Name your price.”

“I want the map of Dragon Dynasty’s northern border forces.”

“That’s classified military intelligence,” Li Nanshan said grimly.

“Then how about information on ancient abyssal treasures?”

“Forget it—military intelligence it is.”

Li Nanshan chuckled dryly—changing his tune with surprising ease.

After all, Dragon Dynasty’s territory being invaded by foreign tribes had nothing to do with him.

But if ancient abyssal treasures were stolen, the Empress would undoubtedly trace it back to him.

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An Luo Yi had a wonderful dream that day.

In her dream, she reunited with He Ange—entwined in blissful intimacy so comfortable she didn’t want to wake up.

When An Luo Yi finally awoke, it was already late evening.

Sitting up, she found herself on a soft bed with golden silk sheets. The entire palace chamber was luxurious and elegant—exuding scholarly charm.

Recalling the dungeon and soul-searching before she fell asleep, An Luo Yi’s eyes widened in alarm. She immediately checked her body—only to find herself dressed in new sleepwear over her undergarments!

This realization sent her into a panic.

But remembering that it was He Ange who performed the soul-searching calmed her down. She trusted that with He Ange protecting her, no one would dare take advantage of her while she slept.

“Could it be... did He Ange do something to me?”

“But where is he?”

The silver-haired celestial maiden sat on the bed—her heart racing as confusion clouded her mind.

At that moment,

A black-robed celestial maiden hurried into the room:

“Awake?”

“I had my maids change your sleepwear—don’t worry about it.”

Qin Shiyan looked at the anxious silver-haired celestial maiden on the bed with both concern and helplessness.

She was furious with Li Nanshan and his group of elder ministers!

Originally,

Qin Shiyan planned to visit Luo Xue Peak to discuss He Ange with An Luo Yi. But that afternoon, she learned from her subordinates that An Luo Yi had been imprisoned and subjected to soul-searching in Dragon Dynasty’s dungeon.

Li Nanshan’s blitz attack caught Qin Shiyan completely off guard.

The Empress had instructed her beforehand—giving her an imperial artifact with teleportation capabilities. Qin Shiyan was tasked with monitoring the elder ministers’ actions. When it was time to rescue the Destined Heroine, she would activate the artifact to summon the Empress herself—suppressing the ministers and pardoning An Luo Yi.

And Qin Shiyan had been diligent—monitoring Dragon Dynasty 24/7. Yet somehow Li Nanshan managed to secretly capture An Luo Yi—imprisoning her and performing soul-searching without anyone noticing!

It was baffling.

First,

Dragon Dynasty’s palace was secure under Qin Shiyan’s watch. Any conflict would have been detected immediately.

Second,

Shengxu Sect was also safe—An Luo Yi’s master was its elder patriarch. No matter how powerful Li Nanshan was, he couldn’t openly abduct someone from Shengxu Sect.

So how did they capture An Luo Yi outside these two places—and imprison her for soul-searching?

When Qin Shiyan received this news,

She rushed to the dungeon in a panic—only to find An Luo Yi unconscious. The once-proud silver-haired celestial maiden was bound to a cross—like a saint offered for sacrifice—pitiful yet heart-wrenching...

Qin Shiyan couldn’t imagine what kind of cruel soul-searching those old schemers inflicted on An Luo Yi to leave her in such a state!

As An Luo Yi’s direct superior,

Qin Shiyan felt immense guilt and heartache.

If anything happened to An Luo Yi,

How could she face the Empress? The Empress had planned to pardon An Luo Yi! But now this mess... Li Nanshan and his group didn’t even give them a chance to intervene.

The plan was ruined.

Initially,

The Empress had indeed permitted Li Nanshan and his group to perform soul-searching on An Luo Yi. Now even if she was furious, she had no grounds to punish them—they were acting under her orders after all.

What frustrated Qin Shiyan even more was that Li Nanshan claimed to have uncovered incriminating secrets during the soul-searching—allegedly linking An Luo Yi to demonic cultivators!

This explosive news spread like wildfire—causing chaos throughout Dragon Dynasty. The Destined Heroine’s righteous reputation took a severe hit.

“Luo Yi...”

“Tell me honestly—what did those old schemers do to you? Did they torture you? Or force you into confessing false crimes?”

Sitting beside the silver-haired celestial maiden’s bed,

Qin Shiyan anxiously asked—

In the past,

She tolerated An Luo Yi’s silence about He Ange—but this time was different.

Now,

Li Nanshan claimed to have evidence against An Luo Yi. How could Qin Shiyan not worry?

If these accusations stuck,

An Luo Yi could face exile—or worse—execution by imperial decree!

This wasn’t a trivial matter—

Qin Shiyan believed An Luo Yi had been framed—

“Luo Yi... tell me everything.”

An Luo Yi hesitated—

Her mind replayed memories of He Ange’s gentle “soul-searching.” Blushing slightly,

She awkwardly defended him:

“They... didn’t really do anything to me...”

“They didn’t?!”

Qin Shiyan was stunned—

She couldn’t understand how An Luo Yi remained unbothered despite everything that happened—

“Luo Yi... are you still half-asleep?”

Her concern deepened—

Could it be brainwashing?

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