Wind and Cloud Sect

Adhering to the fine tradition of diligence and thrift, Chen Ning had Meng Yuyi put the Void Devil Scripture had fallen to the ground into her spatial bag before he leaned back and rested contentedly.

"Is our benefactor injured?"

At this moment, the old man in black robes approached from a distance with his three remaining disciples and asked with concern.

Meng Yuyi was not good at communicating with people and did not utter a word.

The old man in black robes chuckled, "My benefactor saved my life; it is as if he were given a second life. My Wind and Cloud Sect is not far outside the forbidden area. Why don't you come to the Wind and Cloud Sect to recover your Essence Power, so that I can express my gratitude?"

Meng Yuyi looked at Chen Ning with her beautiful eyes, waiting for his decision.

Chen Ning nodded, gesturing for Meng Yuyi to help him up.

Upon seeing this, the old man in black robes hurriedly said, "Let this old man help you up, my benefactor!"

Chen Ning glared at him.

The old man in black robes gave an awkward laugh and consciously went back to lead the way.

Chen Ning looked at Meng Yuyi expectantly.

His eyes were filled with weakness, pitifulness, and helplessness.

Seeing Chen Ning in this state because of her, she couldn't bear it and had no choice but to step forward and help Chen Ning up with her delicate hands.

They followed behind the old man in black robes and his companions.

Chen Ning leaned weakly on Meng Yuyi's fragrant shoulder.

The enchanting fragrance brought me a sense of peace.

But he really didn't do it on purpose; he simply couldn't muster the strength.

He could feel Chen Ning's breath on his ear.

Meng Yuyi's cheeks flushed slightly beneath her mask.

But she couldn't retaliate. The sect leader had risked his life to help her break free from the influence of the spirit, so she had no choice but to let Chen Ning lean on her.

As for going to the Wind and Cloud Sect, it was because Chen Ning needed to find a place to recover his Essence Power as soon as possible.

Most sects are established in places rich in spiritual energy.

It is more conducive to recovery.

Even if that's not the case, the Wind and Cloud Sect, no matter how badly it's done, would still have some kind of formation set up to help them recover quickly.

The old man in black robes was right. Half an hour after leaving the Void Forbidden Land, they arrived at the Wind and Cloud Sect.

The Wind and Cloud Sect is a third-rate sect, a level below the Heavenly Extremity Pavilion and Profound Yin Sect that I saw in the capital last time.

This sect, however, is now in crisis and on the verge of collapse.

As the Grand Elder, the old man in black robes personally led a team to search for the existence of the Void Forbidden Land based on a map left over from a thousand years ago.

To seize fortuitous opportunity.

Save the sect from crisis.

Fortunately, he met Chen Ning, which saved his life.

Later, they found the coffin of the Void Devil Venerable at the end of another cave fork.

The contents of the coffin had vanished.

But money on the ground can be a lifesaver.

For the Wind and Cloud Sect, possessing those treasures would give them a chance to save the sect.

"Greetings, Grand Elder!"

"Greetings, Grand Elder!"

When the disciples saw the old man in black robes return, they all stepped forward to pay their respects.

The black-robed elder, with his strength at the Earth Martial Realm Third Level, was already considered a powerful expert in this third-rate sect.

After all, even the sect leader had only barely reached the Earth Martial Realm Sixth Level.

Where is the sect leader?

The old man in black robes returned to his sect, reverting to his aloof and dignified demeanor.

"Reporting to the Elder, the Sect Master is waiting for you in the main hall."

"Good!"

The old man in black robes responded indifferently, then turned to Chen Ning and bowed, saying, "My benefactor, please go and rest first. After I have dealt with some sect matters, I will personally entertain you."

Thank you for your trouble...

Chen Ning was helped by Meng Yuyi to walk towards the residence arranged by the old man in black robes.

This place is extremely quiet, and no one will disturb you.

After respectfully seeing Chen Ning off to rest, the old man in black robes quickly went to the only main hall of the Wind and Cloud Sect.

At this moment, Sect Master Murong Yue had been waiting for a long time.

"Sect Master, this trip to the Void Forbidden Land has resulted in the loss of several more disciples. I am guilty!"

The old man in black robes stepped into the main hall and looked at Murong Yue with remorse.

"Elder He, did you obtain fortuitous opportunity in the secret realm during your trip to the Void Forbidden Land?"

Murong Fu turned to look at the old man in black robes, who stood with his hands behind his back.

"I missed the fortuitous opportunity, but... I brought back a great deal of gold. With this wealth, perhaps the sect can overcome its difficulties!"

The old man in black robes looked excited, took out his spatial bag, and presented it to his hands.

But Murong Yue hesitated to accept it.

The old man in black robes was startled and asked, "Could it be... that there's no room for negotiation with the Heavenly Extremity Pavilion?"

Murong Yue nodded silently.

Upon seeing this, the old man in black robes' expression changed drastically, and his heart sank.

Could it be...?

Is his Wind and Cloud Sect really doomed?

In recent years, Heavenly Extremity Pavilion has developed rapidly, rising to become a second-rate sect comparable to the Longevity Hall.

It left many smaller forces far behind.

Moreover, Heavenly Extremity Pavilion acts domineeringly, having successively merged several minor, insignificant sects.

Those who disobeyed were eliminated under various pretexts.

As time went on, the ambitions of the Heavenly Extremity Pavilion gradually grew larger.

They actually set their sights on the Wind and Cloud Sect.

The area where the Wind and Cloud Sect is located is blessed with beautiful mountains and rivers, and rich in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Moreover, it is located in the southern part of Spirit Province, bordering Qian Province.

It is a place of great strategic significance.

The Heavenly Extremity Pavilion has repeatedly proposed that the Wind and Cloud Sect Heavenly Extremity Pavilion it, but has repeatedly encountered obstacles due to the opposition of the sect leader and the black-robed elder.

Therefore, they resorted to ruthless methods.

They claim that the Wind and Cloud Sect stole the Earth-rank martial arts manual from the Heavenly Extremity Pavilion and want to start a war with them!

However, in terms of current strength, the Wind and Cloud Sect is no match for the Heavenly Extremity Pavilion.

If war breaks out, we will undoubtedly lose.

Therefore, Dongfang Shao, the head of the Heavenly Extremity Pavilion, gave them two choices.

First, it's a fight to the death.

Secondly, they demanded that treasures be offered in exchange for peace.

This is why the old man in black robes personally went to the Void Secret Realm to try his luck.

But unexpectedly, in the end, it all came to nothing.

Murong Yue sighed and said, "Elder He, the Heavenly Extremity Pavilion has lost patience. Dongfang Shao doesn't want money; he's only giving us one path now: you, me, and the elites from our sects must join the Heavenly Extremity Pavilion to avoid disaster..."

Murong Yue paused, then gritted his teeth and continued:

"Otherwise, there will be rivers of blood, and not a single member of the Wind and Cloud Sect will survive..."

"Hmph! Isn't Dongfang Shao trying to force us to our deaths? If we submit to the Heavenly Extremity Pavilion, what will happen to those ordinary disciples?"

The old man in black robes was furious, but there was nothing he could do.

The Heavenly Extremity Pavilion is now filled with experts, and it also has Martial Venerable in charge.

The initiative is indeed in their hands.

Murong Yue shook his head and sighed, "They can't let ordinary disciples leave. If they go out and speak recklessly, it would tarnish the reputation of the Heavenly Extremity Pavilion. Therefore, not a single ordinary disciple will be spared."

His face showed reluctance, and he shook his head and sighed.

"Sect Master, I believe that the Wind and Cloud Sect would rather die than surrender. If our sect's elites were to surrender, the innocent ordinary disciples within the sect would be abandoned, and we would have no face to meet our founding ancestor in the afterlife."

"Elder He, that's what I meant too. In that case, you should go back and rest, and get plenty of energy. I'm afraid the Heavenly Extremity Pavilion will be knocking on our door soon."

"Good!"

The old man in black robes withdrew from the main hall.

Inside the hall, Murong Yue stood still, his eyes darting around, a subtle expression on his face.