Undercurrents Surge

A thoughtful look appeared in the middle-aged cultivator's eyes, his expression quite solemn. Knock knock knock knock knock! A cheerful female voice rang out.

"Martial Uncle Wei, your disciple Su Jie has something to report!"

The middle-aged cultivator with graying temples lightly tapped his finger, and the three incense sticks quickly burned into one, appearing perfectly normal. He said calmly, "Come in."

With a cool and aloof demeanor, Su Jie pushed open the door and entered, bowing to the gray-haired cultivator.

The middle-aged man waved his hand. "What is it?"

Su Jie calmly said, "This disciple would like to inquire about the Pill Refining Hall."

The middle-aged man with graying temples said calmly, "Martial Brother Zhao is already in charge of the Pill Refining Hall, so everything will be fine. You don't need to worry about it."

The Red Cloud Sect has Pill Refining Hall and Weapon Refining Hall.

The Pill Refining Hall was an Old Man Huo looked like he had white hair but a youthful face. He was good at alchemy but not good at fighting. The Pill Refining Hall supplied pills to the Red Cloud Sect and had many disciples, as well as the Earth Core Fire.

The Earth Core Fire is an excellent flame for refining elixirs, and the mountain where it is located is also an auspicious feng shui site.

Therefore, this place is extremely important to the Red Cloud Sect.

Now that someone dares to spy on the Pill Refining Hall, the Red Cloud Sect has increased its manpower to patrol Pill Refining Hall vicinity. Su Jie didn't say anything upon hearing this. Here, even with her exceptional talent, she was still a junior. Many senior uncles took turns managing the Market affairs. Su Jie was also here to gain experience. After all, if a cultivator only focused on seclusion and arduous cultivation, it was easy for someone of a lower cultivation level to overtake them.

The Red Cloud Sect wanted Su Jie to go further and had extremely high expectations for this female disciple with exceptional talent and temperament.

These days, undercurrents are swirling around her, and Su Jie is managing things skillfully. However, the recent deaths of several Red Cloud Sect Disciples have put her under some pressure due to the sect's questioning.

"Martial Uncle Wei, too many strangers have come to the Market recently. Although we have conducted several checks, there are probably still some who have slipped through the net."

"In particular, many people are hiding in the mountains and fields, waiting for an opportunity to harm the Red Cloud Sect Disciple."

"I want to lead more men into the mountains to sweep away the hiding places of these bandits."

Originally, Su Jie's attitude towards these people wasn't so aggressive, but now that they had directly killed several Red Cloud Sect Disciples, she suddenly felt murderous! Unexpectedly, the middle-aged man shook his head. "No, you should also do less chasing after them in the mountains in the future."

Su Jie looked up, a hint of confusion in her eyes.

Why is that?

The middle-aged cultivator with graying temples did not mention the strange phenomenon in the incense Incense Burner to Su Jie.

Instead, he said calmly, "There are undercurrents now. Someone is openly preparing to attack the Pill Refining Hall. I suspect that the other party will make a big move. If you go into the mountain at this time, you might be ambushed, or someone might disregard their status and attack a junior. Even if you have some skills, you will find it difficult to resist."

Su Jie frowned and asked, "Will Foundation Establishment cultivators participate in the battle?"

Foundation Establishment Realm cultivators rarely get involved in these matters.

Moreover, sects like the Seven Stars Sect and the Five Poisons Sect would mobilize their entire forces if a Foundation Establishment cultivator came.

The middle-aged man with graying temples said, "Better safe than sorry."

After a pause, the middle-aged man with graying temples turned his head, his eyes fixed on Su Jie, and suddenly said:

"The Old Ancestor took another concubine yesterday, making this the third one this month."

As a Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator, he was extremely knowledgeable about the affairs of Red Cloud Old Ancestor.

Su Jie was extremely intelligent; upon hearing this, she remained silent for a moment.

"Old Ancestor..."

She hesitated, then shook her head and said nothing more.

The middle-aged cultivator with graying temples remained calm and smiled slightly, "I'm telling you these things so you're aware of what's going on. Your talent is too high, and I don't want you to be ruined by this."

Su Jie bowed.

She was just about to leave

The distinguished-looking, refined middle-aged man once again advised, "Be careful in your actions lately. If anyone from the sect tries to reach you without my permission, you must report to me immediately."

Su Jie's body trembled, and she turned her head to look at the middle-aged cultivator in disbelief.

"Martial Uncle Wei..."

The middle-aged man ignored her and turned away, facing the incense Incense Burner once more.

His tone was extremely calm.

"Go, and remember my words: these are turbulent times, so be careful in everything you do."

Upon hearing the middle-aged man's words, Su Jie felt a vague sense of unease.

"Could it be that within the sect..."

In an instant, many guesses surfaced in Su Jie's mind.

In the Desolate Mountain,

There is a secluded cave here, which is not cold and damp, but extremely dry.

On a protruding rock inside the cave stood a dwarf old man. His appearance was extremely peculiar: his eyebrows drooped to his shoulders, and his eyes were fierce.

That kind of ferocity seemed to be etched into their bones, sending chills down one's spine.

At this moment, a woman in red entered the cave.

The woman in red had a graceful figure.

Earlier, when she and the dwarf old man were besieging those Red Cloud Sect Disciples, a small red snake had been wrapped around her wrist. Now, the woman in red looked extremely calm, and the red snake was nowhere to be found.

After the woman in red entered, she respectfully asked the dwarf elder, "Elder Nangong, Zheng Fengming has not returned yet. Should we continue to wait for him?"

The dwarf old man, his eyes half-open, smiled slightly upon hearing this, "Wait a little longer."

As soon as he finished speaking, he closed his eyes, stood firmly on the sharp rock, and remained motionless.

It seems to blend seamlessly with the mountain rocks, giving it an extremely ancient feel.

If you look closely, his skin has become the same color as the rocks, and his breathing has become extremely slow.

Hearing the old man's words, the woman in red stood with her hands clasped, waiting to the side. A moment later, a small red snake slithered over with incredible speed, reaching the woman in the blink of an eye. It pounced on her like lightning, coiled a few times on her chest, and then slithered inside her collar.

Then a head popped out, emitting a buzzing sound.

The woman in red listened intently, and after a moment said to the dwarf old man, "Elder Nangong, the people from Gusu Mountain have arrived."

The dwarf old man responded softly and slowly opened his eyes.

"Let's go and greet them."

At this moment, he became unusually friendly, and his attitude was quite puzzling.

Although the woman in red didn't understand, she still followed closely behind.

They came to the outside of the cave and walked forward for a while.

A young Daoist priest carrying a long sword slowly approached, with a dragon-shaped ornament hanging from his waist. His clothes were extremely ancient, and he had sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, exuding a dashing and elegant air.

There were two other people with him. One was a burly man with a dark complexion who didn't look like a cultivator; he looked more like a blacksmith.

The other person appeared much more normal; he was a young man with a wooden hairpin in his hair and a calm expression.

Upon seeing the young Daoist priest, the dwarf elder spoke first with a smile, saying, "So it is Mountain Master Liang who has come in person. I am sorry for not welcoming you properly, Lord Liang."

The young Daoist priest carrying a long sword smiled slightly, "It's been a long time. You do look a bit old."

The dwarf old man stood with his hands clasped, appearing extremely respectful.

The young Daoist priest asked calmly, "How are the preparations going?"

The dwarf elder said respectfully, "Only the Qin Family is missing."