Chapter 1439: Can Magic Mist Forest Still Be Saved?
When Li Qingyang and the others' Natal Contract Beasts suddenly weakened, it meant their masters had encountered danger. After all, when one suffered, all suffered; when one prospered, all prospered!
Come to think of it.
It was somewhat like a soul jade slip.
The difference was that injuries could be transmitted to the Contract Beasts, rather than the jade slip shattering only after the owner perished.
When disciples were in trouble, the whole sect mobilized. This was an excellent tradition of the Eternal Sect. Thus, in a short time, the higher-ups and disciples had donned their Seven-Colored Radiant Wings and headed for Magic Mist Forest.
Jun Changxiao flew the fastest and could arrive in roughly one or two hours, but his heart burned with anxiety along the way as he silently prayed, "Nothing must happen. Nothing must happen!"
After arriving in the Upper Realm, even more dangers awaited the disciples. Though Gousheng had repeatedly stressed that he was mentally prepared, when that day truly came, he would still panic. After all, no matter how shameless he was, he was still human.
"No need to worry."
The system said, "High-star missions may be difficult, but since they are issued, the calculations must be thorough. With several Core Disciples undertaking it together, the chance of them perishing is low."
"So there's still a possibility of them perishing?"
"..."
Whoosh!
Jun Changxiao took out the Ancient Warship, withdrew his Seven-Colored Radiant Wings, and landed on its prow. Then, with a whoosh, it shot away.
The speed increased greatly, but so did the energy consumption.
As long as he could reach his disciples in time and help them escape danger, he would not hesitate even if it drained all his assets.
That was Jun Changxiao.