As Bai Hongxiao and the Slaughter Heart Old Ancestor's battle unfolded, the mountain on which Zhuo Ye Fortress stood began to split apart, as though the apocalypse had arrived.
Yi Xiaofeng and Chen Lan's group of five women arrived at the courtyard of an empty residence.
The ground here was relatively solid and had not cracked, and the tremors were weaker as well.
Of course, the main reason was that Bai Hongxiao and the Slaughter Heart Old Ancestor had already taken their fight into the sky. Yi Xiaofeng's naked eye could not catch sight of them; he could only feel their terrifying auras.
"Are you really the Sword Saint's Disciple?" Chen Lan looked at Yi Xiaofeng and could not help asking.
She had wanted to ask him on the way here, but had struggled with it for a long time.
After all, Yi Xiaofeng had saved them. Would exposing his disguise make things awkward?
Yet she still wanted to know why Yi Xiaofeng had saved them.
Yi Xiaofeng smiled. "You're curious why I saved you? Actually, I have some ties with Su Xin Palace. I've met Senior Wei Qixin."
Chen Lan and the other five women's eyes immediately lit up.
So there was this connection as well.
"Could you tell us what happened?" Chen Lan asked.
Yi Xiaofeng did not hide anything and told them about his experiences with Wang Yanran.
At a time like this, he had to win over Su Xin Palace's disciples. There were still two days until the End of Script, and the more helpers he had, the better.
After Yi Xiaofeng finished, the five women were deeply moved.
"I'd wondered before why the Grand Elder brought her own daughter back to the palace and announced that she had found a son-in-law," Chen Lan sighed.
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