The Dust Settles, Modest Gains (Requesting Monthly Tickets)

Seeing this, Song Qingming said no more and immediately flew after her.

Now that Chen Yurong and the other two had been dealt with, only the young man who had been with the white-haired elder remained nowhere to be seen.

After searching the area with Xia Mo, Song Qingming still found no trace of the man. Only after confirming there were no other enemies nearby did they feel at ease enough to rescue the trapped He Mengxin and Han Yutong.

Behind the stronghold on "Fish Dragon Mountain" mentioned by Wu Xiang, Song Qingming and Xia Mo searched carefully and soon discovered a Grade 2 High-grade Formation operating beside a relatively concealed cliff face.

Both were Rank 3 Formation Masters, so dealing with a small unattended Grade 2 Formation Array was as easy as turning over a hand. Without much effort, Song Qingming found the array eye and forcibly broke the formation before them.

Seeing He Mengxin and Han Yutong still unconscious within the formation, Xia Mo's expression relaxed slightly. She took out the bamboo slip Wu Xiang had just given her and tossed it directly to Song Qingming.

"Fellow Daoist Song, Junior Sister He and the others have been sealed by a secret technique. We need to undo it first, so I'll have to trouble you with what comes next."

Seeing Xia Mo entrust the matter of removing the seals within He Mengxin and Han Yutong to him, a trace of confusion flashed through Song Qingming's eyes.

Logically, Xia Mo should have felt more at ease handling the rescue of her fellow disciples herself. Yet she had voluntarily asked him, an outsider, to help. It was rather strange.

Before Song Qingming could inspect the scroll in his hand, Xia Mo openly explained further.

"You guessed correctly. I used the Spirit