"Ahem, let me try."
In the corner, Lin Ke changed into a black robe to conceal his face, then stepped forward. All the female cultivators of the Imperial Clan froze.
"May I ask whether you are a Formation Master?"
"No."
"Alas, in that case, we cannot gamble with someone's life at a time like this. Mu Dan San is only a Golden Core Late Stage cultivator. She cannot hold on much longer."
"Go and fetch that formation master from the Jade Great Radiance Church."
Since he had been refused, Lin Ke made no further attempt. A moment later, a cultivator wearing a pale green dress robe appeared before them.
She held a scepter, and her green robe even covered her eyes. Her face was painted green and white, and she quietly murmured a hand-seal formula. A flower basket hung from her other arm. She looked like some mumbling mystic.
At her arrival, the female cultivators of the Imperial Clan, all named Mudан, grew excited.
Their leader hurriedly said, "Great Master, please save her!"
"We cannot lose any more people."
The mystic-looking woman immediately waved her hand, raised both sleeves high, and set her scepter on the ground. "Let me take a look."
A moment later, she reached a conclusion. "Isn't this the Illusionless Gu Sect's Blood-Drop Restriction?"
"Exactly!"
The female cultivators of the Imperial Clan nodded repeatedly, looking like desperate patients grasping at any doctor.
The green-robed woman pondered for a moment. "Undoing this technique will require quite a few spirit stones, and it will take no small amount of time."
"After all, you must have heard how troublesome the Illusionless Gu Sect's restrictions are."
"These Restriction Thunder Mines have appeared on other fronts as well. Casualties have probably reached a thousand."
The royal female cultivators named Mudан gazed at