Captured

Qin Xiaoran watched him take out the Phoenix Frost Feather Fan, and summoned Starlight, his own magic staff.

Bing Ling stood in front of Feng Wuhen and the others with his own fan, his small face pulled tight, and an expression of murderous intent filled his ice-blue eyes as he looked at 'Qin Leyan'.

An additional golden scepter appeared in Qin Xiaoran's hand. At the top of the scepter sat a transparent gem the size of a fist, and surrounding this transparent gem was a ring of smaller transparent gems of the same material, spinning endlessly around the large gem.

Seeing that he was ready, Bing Ling waved the fan in his hand. The blue chilling air fanned out by him condensed into a thick wall of ice one meter away from Feng Wuhen.

The appearance of this ice wall separated them and 'Qin Leyan' into two distinct worlds, and the howling yin winds were blocked by this ice wall.

Qin Xiaoran grasped the staff with both hands, and the six small gems at the top of the scepter channeled spiritual energy toward the central large gem until that gem turned golden. Then, that gem shot out a beam of light that struck the ice wall. After the ice wall was coated with a layer of golden radiance, the annoying, ghostly wails grew fainter.

Feng Wuhen felt that he was not as dizzy as before, and knew it was the effect of that golden light just now. "Eldest Senior Brother, what is this golden light?"

After casting Purifying Light once, Qin Xiaoran's complexion turned translucent, and his entire body grew so weak that he seemed as though he could melt away at any second.

Yet because he was worried about Feng Wuhen and the others, he forced himself not to faint, and at this moment possessed no strength whatsoever to answer Feng Wuhen's question.

It was Shen Ziheng who answered Feng Wuhen in his stead, "Just now, Eldest Senior Brother used Soothing Light. It can pacify human hearts, and works best against lingering spirits.

You must have felt dizzy just now, right? No, to be precise, it should have been the sensation of your soul being pulled outward. Is it gone now?"

Feng Wuhen nodded, "The feeling of my soul being dragged out isn't there anymore, but what do we do now? Just wait around like this?"

Feng Wuhen's understanding of immortal cultivation was still not very deep, so he looked at Shen Ziheng. Shen Ziheng gave a bitter smile and said, "There is no other way besides waiting. She is in the Foundation Establishment Realm, whereas you and I have just entered the sect and are only in the Qi Refining Realm, having yet to cultivate spellcraft or possess weapons. Fighting her will only lead to a dead end.

Among us, only Bing Ling can put up a fight against her, but the token in her hand is truly bizarre. Waiting safely for someone to rescue us is the most secure course of action.

If she captures us to use as hostages, and Sect Master and the others have to hesitate for fear of harming us, that will be the worst-case scenario."

Naturally, Feng Wuhen understood that this was the best option, but seeing 'Qin Leyan' staring at them from outside with a sinister gaze made him feel quite unhappy.

Tsk, if my strength weren't lacking, I'd really want to twist her head right off. No, this is Senior Sister Qin's body, and that witch is a magpie nesting in a dove's tree.

Still, this witch is truly ruthless. Back then, after her body-seizing was successful, in order not to be discovered by others, she simply burned her own original body with a fire and then scattered the ashes. This is the first time I've ever seen someone turn themselves into pulverized bones and scattered dust.

Hearing his inner voice, Shen Ziheng and the others felt any nervous tension they originally held entirely dissipated by his subsequent remark about "turning herself into pulverized bones and scattered dust."

'Qin Leyan' saw that they kept hiding inside and worried that she would be discovered if too much time passed. With a grit of her teeth, she poured all her spiritual energy into the token.

The token reacted as if injected with chicken blood, erupting with even more black Qi, and the impact of that black Qi caused the ice wall to emit cracking sounds.

Just when Feng Wuhen and the others thought their little lives were about to end right here, a bolt of purple thunder snake flew in from outside, coiled around 'Qin Leyan', and then crackled with electricity.

'Qin Leyan' collapsed to the ground, convulsing all over, and the token in her hand likewise crashed to the ground.

Seeing that thunder snake, Bing Ling immediately skipped about merrily. "It's Momo! Momo has come to save us, and this wicked woman is finished for."

Hearing his words, Feng Wuhen stared unblinkingly at the doorway. Chu Moqing walked in leisurely, holding a sword flashing with thunderous light.

Seeing him appear, Feng Wuhen and the others instantly felt a sense of security. The few of them trotted all the way toward Chu Moqing, and the battered ice wall was directly shattered as they collided with it.

Chu Moqing raised a hand to signal the few of them to halt, then gripped the Azure Tide Sword tightly. With a smooth and fluid set of combo moves, the yin winds and ghostly wails in the air were directly obliterated by the thunderous light.

The token on the ground also emitted a few cracking sounds and shattered into fragments.

"How are you all? Are you injured?"

Chu Moqing had been watching from outside the whole time, and seeing that the situation was about to spiral out of control, he had brought his sword and entered.

The other peak masters and the sect master were all watching their performance from up in the clouds and were very satisfied with what they saw.

Whether it was Qin Xiaoran pushing through his grievous injuries to protect his junior brothers and sisters, or Feng Wuhen and these junior disciples placing themselves before Qin Xiaoran to shield him, this sort of scene of mutual fraternal love among fellow disciples was precisely what they, the elders, most wished to see.

Bearing in mind that it was Qin Leyan's body, Chu Moqing had not struck too harshly with his lightning attack earlier, and sure enough, 'Qin Leyan' recovered quite quickly.

Once 'Qin Leyan' woke up, she saw Chu Moqing standing before her with his sword in hand. Realizing that her plot had been exposed, she instantly put on the act of someone who had been controlled.

"I, what happened to me? Why am I here? Weren't I just in my own room a moment ago? And why is this room so messy? Furthermore, why is Martial Uncle holding a sword?"

'Qin Leyan''s acting skills were truly superb; that panic-stricken expression of knowing nothing at all could not have been more realistic.

If everyone present had not known her true face, they might truly have been deceived by her!

Seeing that his master's thunder snake was still binding 'Qin Leyan', Feng Wuhen walked over and removed the pair of fluorescent stone earrings she wore on her lobes.

This action of his caused 'Qin Leyan' to glare at him with malevolent malice. Had Feng Wuhen not kept in mind that this was the real Qin Leyan's body, he would have long since slapped her across the face.

He held up this pair of earrings and handed them to Chu Moqing. "Master, take a look at this pair of earrings. When she was using the token against us just now, I heard what sounded like the terrified cries of a girl coming from this pair."

Chu Moqing took the pair of earrings handed to him, realizing that this must be the soul vessel trapping the real Qin Leyan. "I sense the presence of a soul within this. I shall unlock the soul vessel and see precisely who is inside!"

So saying, Chu Moqing channeled his magic to unlock the earring-shaped soul vessel. Once unlocked, a wisp of faint smoke drifted out from within, forming a human shape before them.

Upon seeing clearly who that humanoid figure was, Qin Xiaoran tumbled down from the bed, reaching out a hand to touch that fading silhouette.

"Yanyan!"