Chapter 154: Chapter 152: Liam Yardley Is Dead, Jocelyn Grant Doesn’t Believe It

Meanwhile, at the Azure Sky Sect.

The disciples standing not far away stared fixedly at Jocelyn Grant. Every one of them had the look of a gossip ready for a good show. More than that, they were simply shocked to see her back.

They were all getting a little excited.

"It really is her. I thought my eyes were playing tricks on me."

A few of them huddled together, pointing at her and whispering.

"She still has the nerve to come back? If I were her, I’d have died of shame."

The scene of Jocelyn Grant fooling around with someone else wasn’t just witnessed by disciples of their Sect. Someone had also secretly used a Memory Stone to record a copy, and then they shared this piece of gossip with their relatives and friends.

They’d say, "I’m only telling you, don’t you dare tell anyone else." In reality, it was a vicious cycle; everyone said the same thing, which led to more and more people finding out.

The elders and the Sect Leader of the Azure Sky Sect had ordered them not to spread it, but the scandal was just too juicy, and they couldn’t hold it in. Because of this, the images recorded by the Memory Stone spread throughout the Major Sects.

It was a fact that Jocelyn Grant was beautiful. So, setting aside the short toad she was rolling around with, if one were to look at Jocelyn Grant alone... well, while they cursed her for being shameless, people still watched.

Some people even secretly drew little picture books based on Jocelyn Grant, and they sold quite well. So, in a sense, Jocelyn Grant was now very famous. A lot of people knew who she was.

Thinking about her, those disciples were filled with contempt.

"She’s completely disgraced our Azure Sky Sect. We get laughed at whenever we go out these days. Disciples from the other Immortal Sects always bring her up and mock us when they see us."

"Exactly! She couldn’t stand the loneliness, so she went out and messed around, dragging our Sect’s name through the mud. And she has such wild tastes. She looked down on all the senior and junior brothers in our Sect, only to fall for a man who looked like a toad. To think I used to like her—what an eyesore! Just thinking about it now gives me goosebumps. It was a total waste of my feelings."

"Junior Brother, it’s possible that this Junior Sister Grant just has... unique tastes. Some people’s sense of aesthetics is different from the norm. And a few people have certain unknown predilections. It’s understandable."

"You’re right, Senior Sister. I must have been blind to have liked her and even given her Magic Treasures. How could she possibly compare to you, Senior Sister?"

The man and woman covered their mouths and giggled, looking quite close.

Beside them, others continued their hushed conversation.

"She didn’t come back for all these years. I thought she was too ashamed to return. She abandoned the First Senior Brother back then, leaving for so long and leaving behind a half-dead son. She’s ruthless enough."

"What First Senior Brother? That Liam Yardley isn’t our First Senior Brother anymore."

The female disciples, in particular, wore gloating expressions as they looked at Jocelyn Grant.

"Shameless."

"To think she’d actually come back."

Back then, Jocelyn Grant used her beauty to become the center of attention wherever she went. All the senior and junior brothers in the Sect only had eyes for her. Whenever she was around, the other women would have their spotlight stolen, and the senior brothers they liked would only like her.

Now, all the senior and junior brothers knew what kind of woman she really was. None of them would ever like her again. The thought made them happy.

Jocelyn Grant stood frozen in place, her gaze sweeping over the people in the distance.

’This feeling... Something’s wrong. Something’s very wrong.’

She turned to look around.

Although those people were speaking quietly, they weren’t making any effort to hide their words from her.

Jocelyn Grant heard them, but she couldn’t understand. These people were talking about her. She understood a sentence or two, but when strung together, the words became incomprehensible to her.

The more she listened, the uglier her expression became.

"What in the world are you talking about?"

She looked at the crowd and couldn’t help but speak up. "What are you talking about? I don’t understand any of it. What’s this about me fooling around with someone? What nonsense are you spouting?"

Someone stepped forward.

At the very front was the First Senior Sister of the Azure Sky Sect. In the past, she had always been the one doing thankless tasks, yet somehow the credit would always inexplicably go to Jocelyn Grant. Everyone would thank Jocelyn, even though she was the one who had done all the work.

"Jocelyn Grant, stop pretending. You know exactly what we’re talking about."

Someone else came up beside her, nodding repeatedly.

"Yeah, Jocelyn Grant, stop acting! We all know about your business. How dare you come back? If I were you, I would’ve found a hole to hide in. The nerve of you to return, it’s so embarrassing."

Jocelyn Grant’s expression grew tense, her palms becoming sweaty.

’What on earth happened? Why are all these senior brothers and sisters looking at me like that?’

Just then, the First Senior Sister standing before Jocelyn Grant spoke up. "Well, well, Junior Sister Grant. We heard you’ve been involved with quite a few men out there. Even became a Taoist Companion and had children. How many did you have?"

In truth, they didn’t actually know, but they said it deliberately to mock her.

What the disciples of the Azure Sky Sect didn’t know was that they weren’t entirely slandering Jocelyn Grant. Because Jocelyn Grant really had given birth to a child out in the world and had even become a Taoist Companion—it’s just that she’d stabbed that companion to death.

As the First Senior Sister of the Azure Sky Sect finished speaking, other disciples chimed in one after another to twist the knife.

"I heard you became Taoist Companions with three men."

"No, I heard it was eight."

Someone said deliberately, "Wasn’t it eighteen?"

"Oh my, so many! It seems our junior sister was truly starved."

At that moment, Jocelyn Grant looked utterly incredulous. She pointed at them. "You... What nonsense are you saying? Aren’t you afraid of being punished for slandering a fellow disciple like this?"

As she spoke, her body swayed as if she might collapse, deliberately putting on an act of being bullied in front of the senior and junior brothers. "Senior Brothers, Junior Brothers, I don’t know what you’ve heard that would make you slander me like this, but I truly didn’t do it."

’I’ve always been kind to others,’ Jocelyn Grant thought. ’Why am I being targeted like this? I just lost my Taoist Companion and I’m already in so much pain. Why do these people have to bully me too?’

’Even if I did become a Taoist Companion and have a child with someone, Brother Hawthorne and I were truly in love. How could they possibly understand?’

At this thought, a pained expression crossed her face, and tears began to fall.

A beauty in tears—a sight that could instantly stir feelings of pity in many of the men present.

Seeing this, the female disciples were speechless.

’Here it comes again.’

Whenever Jocelyn Grant put on this act, she was never in the wrong. It was always someone else’s fault.

Someone looked furious.

They pointed at Jocelyn Grant.

"Senior Brothers, don’t be fooled by her act!"

"Just think about the scenes from the Memory Stone! I still feel dirty just remembering it."

"Exactly! And what about the former First Senior Brother? Because of her, his cultivation heart was damaged and he fell to the Demonic Path. He even led Demonic Beasts to harm people later on. I heard he died a miserable death and was expelled from the Sect by an elder. He’s not even a disciple of our Sect anymore."