Unlike the others locked in battle, Su Jiu simply grabbed a handful of talismans from her Storage Ring as the spiritual qi in her body neared exhaustion.
Yes, a handful...
It was not just the Water Moon School disciples who eyed those talismans with envy. Even ordinary cultivators found the sight a crushing blow.
They had thought Su Jiu had used up most of her stock inside the formation. Who could have guessed that it had been no more than a single hair from nine oxen?
Su Jiu calmly flung out talismans while her mind raced without pause.
As she fought the people before her, she kept an eye on Qian Xin's movements, wondering what his final resort might be.
"Fellow Daoist Su, leave quickly! Qian Xin has asked his sect for help!"
Su Jiu raised an eyebrow, but not a trace of anxiety appeared on her face.
A faint smile even touched her face, though it was full of mockery. She had thought Qian Xin still had some trump card hidden away. So this was his trump card. She had overestimated him after all.
The Water Moon School did not even care about the lives of its disciples stationed in the city. Would it care about them?
She wondered whether Qian Xin had overestimated Shui Rao'er's humanity or his own importance.
Su Jiu had considered all sorts of possible trump cards Qian Xin might reveal, but asking his sect for help had never occurred to her. After all, anyone with even a little sense knew that acting in secret and acting in the open were two different things.
The Water Moon School could hunt them down within that sealed space, but it could never continue hunting them in broad daylight. Pursuing Su Jiu, Chu Luohen, Yun Huanling, and Lan