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"Where's the Sect Master!?" I immediately asked. The frightened disciple froze for a moment, then said, "Senior... I... I don't know either. Everything was in chaos at the time. Those sects from Yue Prefecture suddenly descended upon us with a huge army. When they saw how few people we had, they didn't even ask many questions before attacking... I was originally a sweeping disciple from the rear mountain. I was born and raised there, and I thought I could die for the Dao... But... but in the end, I was still afraid of death and fled... I ran down from the rear mountain, and I saw enemies everywhere below..."
"Then how did you get out?" My face was deathly pale. This disciple had known he was supposed to die for the Dao, which meant that after Xiao Qianjian returned, he really had dismissed some of the disciples. There should still have been quite a few native-born disciples in the sect who had been unwilling to leave, treating that place as the ground where they would die for the Dao. Xiao Qianjian was probably among them.
I had never expected Xiao Qianjian to make such a move. Nor had I expected the Daoist sects of Yue Prefecture to attack directly, intending to occupy the Nine Firmaments Divine Sword Sect. They had practically come to plunder it.
"You know, there's a floating island connected to the rear mountain. I went down the mountain from there. After making my way through countless twists and turns, I finally escaped here. I saw the Demon Race fleeing north, so I fled that way too. I didn't really think it through!" The disciple had steadied himself considerably, but he still looked shaken out of his wits. It seemed that was all he knew. I