“Sister, I’ll go with you.”
Yue Qianchi’s footsteps paused, and she heard the urgent sound of silver bells.
She turned her head and saw that Li Qingran had already run up beside her, her brows furrowing tightly. “Sister, go back! Don’t cause trouble!”
“I’m not causing trouble,” Li Qingran said firmly. “Sister, if too many Sword Pavilion disciples go together, the target will be too big. But bringing me along shouldn’t be a problem, right?” Without waiting for Yue Qianchi to refuse, she grabbed a handful of Thunderfire Talismans from her storage bag and waved them, even showing higher-grade ones.
“Look, Sister, Master gave me many talismans for self-defense. Even though my strength isn’t at the Golden Core level, I can still help you!”
Yue Qianchi felt a surge of joy seeing the talismans but shook her head. “Sister, stay behind and protect the younger disciples. Okay? Your strength isn’t the strongest, but Sister knows your potential. In terms of true combat power and intelligence, they can’t match you. Now, with the Ancestor’s talismans helping, you can surely lead them safely to the entrance of the Secret Realm, right?”
Li Qingran was taken aback.
Yue Qianchi was right. The threat of the Demon Cultivator’s remains hadn’t completely vanished.
Since it had attacked once, it could attack again.
Now, the morale of the Sword Pavilion disciples was low, and they had few life-saving items left.
What would they do if they encountered a Golden Core or even stronger Demon Cultivator’s remains?
After a few seconds of contemplation, Li Qingran had an idea. “Sister, why don’t I distribute some of these Thunderfire Talismans and Mystic Armor Talismans to my senior brothers and sisters?”
“No.” Yue Qianchi held Li Qingran’s shoulder. She was half a head taller than Li Qingran, and her serious gaze met Li Qingran’s. “Qingran, I need you to take the younger disciples to the exit. How could the Sword Pavilion disciples fear Demon Cultivator remains? My real concern is… if you don’t leave and instead ignore my advice and head to the array.”
“Li Qingran, only you, I trust you.”
Li Qingran felt the hand on her shoulder grow heavier.
She saw tears welling in her sister’s eyes, and heard a trembling, pleading voice.
“Qingran, help me, take them out, okay?”
Li Qingran looked into those eyes filled with pleading and mist.
She swallowed back all her words and nodded in agreement.
She took out the three top-grade Thunderfire Talismans and handed them to Yue Qianchi. “Sister, take these. They might come in handy.”
Yue Qianchi took one and carefully returned the other two to Li Qingran. “One is enough.” Then, she took out a thin Communication Talisman and gave it to Li Qingran. “This is a Secret Sound Talisman. If there’s any important news, I’ll use this to tell you.”
“Sister…” Li Qingran took the Secret Sound Talisman and tried to return the Thunderfire Talismans.
“Stop! I’m strong enough not to need them. When you reach the late Golden Core stage, then you can teach me!” Yue Qianchi pushed Li Qingran around and shoved her towards the mountain rock. “Let’s go!”
She turned, ran swiftly, and her ponytail swayed behind her.
Only leaving a graceful silhouette.
Li Qingran stared at the retreating figure, hands cupped around her mouth, shouting loudly.
“Sister, I’ll bring everyone to the Secret Realm exit… I’ll wait for you and the seniors outside!”
Yue Qianchi raised her hand, giving a thumbs-up.
A few flickers, and she disappeared into the twilight.
…
“Damn, that Demon Cultivator managed to escape.”
At the battlefield before the Sect Ruins, Song Chiyue’s face was grim.
She never expected that Demon Woman to be so terrifyingly powerful. She had quickly killed two Demon Cultivator remains, thinking there would be a fierce battle, but the opponent suddenly burst forth, unexpectedly slashing her and sending her flying. Then, they charged out crazily.
By the time she regained her senses and tried to track with her spiritual sense, the opponent was long gone.
The most distressed was Monk Huikong.
He had pretended to be injured, but the two Demon Cultivator remains died first, causing him backlash.
Before leaving, that Demon Woman deliberately slashed him.
Now, he didn’t have to pretend anymore; his body was covered in blood and flesh from the sword qi, making him look like a dying monk.
But this injury was just for show; it wasn’t severe.
He couldn’t be sure if there were sect disciples watching, so he didn’t heal his injuries, leaving them exposed.
“That Demon Cultivator better not affect our plan…” Monk Huikong’s expression was grim.
“What influence? Righteous and evil cannot coexist. Even if she exposes everything, who would believe her? Do you think the sects of the world would believe us or a Demon Cultivator? Laughable! We just need to wait for the Secret Realm to open.” Song Chiyue didn’t plan to chase the Demon Cultivator, fearing some unexpected incident. She sat down near Monk Huikong, “We still have some time. Control the Demon Cultivator remains to search around and see if there are any good materials left.”
“Don’t rush me.” Monk Huikong clasped his hands and closed his eyes, lips moving slightly. “I am searching!”
“May I ask, are you the Holy Maiden of the Jade Pool Sacred Land and Master Huikong?”
Song Chiyue followed the voice and immediately brightened up.
Standing not far away was a graceful young woman with a tall figure and a beautiful face—the junior mistress of Spirit Intuition Valley—Yun Suxin.
Song Chiyue recognized that Yun Suxin had the Wood Spirit Root immediately.
Though this talent wasn’t as good as the three Sword Pavilion direct disciples, it was still decent. Most importantly, among the materials found today, there was no Wood Spirit Root. The only ones she knew with Wood Spirit Roots were Bluecloud Sect disciple Xiao Yifeng and this junior mistress of Spirit Intuition Valley.
Previously, she hadn’t come to purify the demonic aura.
She was still regretting that she might not be able to gather the five-element heteromorphic spirit roots this year… But here she was now.
“So, you’re the junior mistress of Spirit Intuition Valley,” Song Chiyue feigned illness, struggling to stand but falling back down, forcing a weak smile. “Sis Suxin, what brings you here? This sect ruins are being ravaged by Demon Cultivator remains, and Daoist Friend Qin has gone missing. Although Master Huikong and I are suppressing them, we can’t guarantee your safety. If there’s nothing important, please leave quickly.”
How could there be nothing? If there were nothing, she wouldn’t have come.
Song Chiyue pondered and guessed roughly what Yun Suxin wanted.
There were rumors that the Valley Master of Spirit Intuition Valley had a problem with his dantian, reducing his lifespan. This junior mistress must be here to find medicine in the Secret Realm.
Hearing this, Yun Suxin felt something was off.
She had never heard of sect disciples being so righteous before.
With Demon Cultivator remains wandering nearby, they didn’t retreat but stayed to suppress them.
And considering their severe injuries, if there truly were Demon Cultivator remains at the Core Formation stage here, weren’t they courting death?
But the clues and physical evidence of the Primordial Supplementing Heaven Pill were known only to Song Chiyue.
With the small Secret Realm closing soon, she could only suppress her doubts and bowed politely. “Excuse me, Senior Song and Senior Huikong, do you know where the Primordial Supplementing Heaven Pill is? Or does the Jade Pool Sacred Land still have the Primordial Supplementing Heaven Pill? If there is, I am willing to pay any price to obtain one to cure my mother’s illness!”
So, she was seeking the Primordial Supplementing Heaven Pill.
Song Chiyue narrowed her eyes.
The Jade Pool Sacred Land still had the Primordial Supplementing Heaven Pill, but only one Immortal-grade Primordial Supplementing Heaven Pill remained, hidden in the treasury.
It was a precautionary resource kept by True Person Yuyiao.
But she couldn’t say it like that.
She needed to make Yun Suxin fall into a trap.
It wasn’t convenient to act here at the entrance, but inside the ruins… hehe~
“Yes, there is a Primordial Supplementing Heaven Pill within this sect ruins. Cough, cough…”
Song Chiyue took out a handkerchief to wipe the blood from her mouth, speaking weakly.
“Sis Suxin, look at my current condition. I can’t take you inside to find the pill… how about I give you a specific location, and you go in yourself? What do you think?”
