After receiving Lü Wenqiu's voice transmission, Xu Qingtong had no time to keep shooting the breeze with the others and hurried to Tianhua Mountain.
"Martial Uncle, I'm back! What instructions do you have for me?"
"Qingtong, although you saved the Academy from danger this time, you really took too great a risk!" Lü Wenqiu said. "If you hadn't been lucky, your life might have been in danger. You must never act so rashly again!"
"You're right to reprimand me, Martial Uncle!" Xu Qingtong said.
Although his martial uncle was rebuking him, Xu Qingtong could still hear the concern in Lü Wenqiu's words.
"The enemy suffered heavy losses this time. They probably won't attack us again in the short term. We must seize this opportunity to restore our fighting strength!" Lü Wenqiu said.
Xu Qingtong shook his head. "Martial Uncle, we absolutely cannot let our guard down! The Netherworld Junction is slowly closing. The Netherworld Cultivators will surely make the most of their time to hunt down as many human cultivators as possible."
"Oh? The Junction is closing? How did you learn that?" Lü Wenqiu asked in surprise.
"I spent two days observing the Junction in the Netherworld Forest. Its Spatial Passage is indeed shrinking!"
Lü Wenqiu pondered briefly, then said, "That is both good news and bad. The good news is that the Calamity is coming to an end. The bad news is that the Netherworld Cultivators will surely use the time they have left to plunder and slaughter like mad."
"You're right, Martial Uncle! That's precisely why the Netherworld Cultivators launched such a large-scale attack on us!"
"Qingtong, do you have any countermeasures?"
Xu Qingtong thought for a moment. "Martial Uncle, I need to go back and assess the Academy's current condition, then find out how the other sects