The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect Fled by Night, the Sword Guarded the Broken Mountain! A Blade of Grass Mattered More Than the Sect, Which Stood Alone

Ning Fengzhi and the other two quickly settled on a plan.

There was no hesitation.

Forced to fight for its survival, the vast machinery of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect sprang into action with astonishing efficiency.

The air in the study was stifling.

"Uncle Gu, you'll personally lead the inner sect's core disciples and take the most precious Soul Bones and rare herbs from the sect treasury."

Ning Fengzhi laid out his orders in a steady, clear voice.

"Your spatial abilities are our best guarantee that they'll get away safely."

"We'll take these core assets and make for Star Luo City as fast as we can."

"Once we meet the Star Luo Emperor, they'll be our strongest bargaining chips!"

Gu Rong nodded solemnly. A grave look crossed his bark-like face.

"Don't worry, Fengzhi."

"As long as I have breath in my body, I'll get you all safely to the Star Luo Empire!"

Ning Fengzhi turned to Chen Xin, who had remained silent.

"Uncle Jian."

Ning Fengzhi's voice grew hoarse, and guilt flickered in his eyes.

"I can only entrust the most dangerous task—covering our retreat—to you."

"That's fine."

Chen Xin stood straight as an unsheathed sword.

Danger meant nothing to him. He merely asked, "Where will the outer sect children and the remaining supplies go?"

"We'll split them into smaller groups."

Ning Fengzhi took out a detailed map.

He circled several rugged mountain ranges around Heaven Dou City.

"A large group won't get far. Spirit Hall has spies everywhere."

"Uncle Jian, take them out of the sect in batches and hide them deep in these mountains and forests."

"Don't take risks, don't cause trouble, and above all, don't try to contact us."

"Once Uncle Gu and I have secured a foothold in the Star Luo Empire and the situation