Tan Yingyue felt her brain trembling.
As a senior elder in the White Cloud Sect who is considered a model worker, one of her main tasks is to keep track of real-time intelligence within the Western Region.
Hearing this nightmarish name now, it's naturally like a thunderclap in one's ears.
Holding items such as the [Divine Communication Paper], she was far from being an omniscient person, but she had heard quite a bit about this mysterious rogue cultivator who had recently caused a stir in the Western Region.
She even thought in the early morning that if anyone got involved with this [Ye Li], they would be incredibly unlucky.
After all, to be issued Golden Pursuit Order by the top forces of most of the Western Region, even if the person in question is Half-step Sun-Moon Realm expert, their life is definitely in grave danger.
The same goes for their relatives and friends.
Fortunately, the White Cloud Sect was merely an insignificant second-rate power, far from being able to get involved in such a high-level struggle.
That's how it should have been...
Tan Yingyue clenched her teeth, and her breathing became erratic.
In the past, being able to establish a connection with the Half-step Sun-Moon Realm expert would indeed have been enough to intimidate the elders of the Spiritual Wind Sacred Hall.
But given the current situation...
Upon learning of this, the Spiritual Wind Sacred Hall would likely be overjoyed and immediately notify all major forces to come and besiege the White Cloud Sect, forcing that rogue cultivator named Ye Li to show himself.
Then look at the White Cloud Sect Master before you.
Jiang Baishi, dressed in a plain robe, smiled and was clearly unaware of the matter.
Seeing this situation.
Tan Yingyue's anxiety finally died.
"Hall Master..."
She struggled to suppress the despair welling up inside her, looked at Jiang Baishi who was still grinning foolishly beside her, and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "You've just come out of seclusion, there's something you might not know yet."
From a friend's perspective, not telling the other person the truth at this moment is the best option.
But Jiang Baishi was, after all, the Hall Master of the White Cloud Sect, so there was no reason why he couldn't die knowing why.
With this in mind.
Tan Yingyue, in a low voice, briefly recounted to him the passages in the [Western Regions Wind and Cloud Record] related to that rogue cultivator's rampage in the Western Region.
"..."
Jiang Baishi's smile visibly froze.
She hadn't expected that in less than two weeks, the other side would be able to stir up such turmoil in the Western Region.
This is a bit tricky.
However, after a brief silence, Jiang Baishi regained his composure and asked, "How many disciples have volunteered to go down the mountain recently?"
The White Cloud Sect's past exploits are quite famous in this area.
Moreover, there are many powerful forces surrounding Golden Crane Mountain, and it wouldn't be difficult to find out more about them if one were willing.
Under such circumstances, some disciples who value their lives will naturally consider leaving the sect.
The White Cloud Sect did not insist on this, and simply opened its Mountain Gate, allowing them to leave whenever they wanted.
"It's close to 70%."
Tan Yingyue sighed again, clearly feeling quite helpless about the matter.
The Spiritual Wind Sacred Hall's renowned reputation in the Western Region alone was enough to cause the White Cloud Sect to lose so much of its accumulated wealth over a century.
It is indeed one of the Four Extremes Hall.
"It's only human nature; there's no need to be sad."
Now that things had come to this, Jiang Baishi's voice became even calmer. "Notify the elders and deacons, tell them to quickly disperse the remaining disciples, and then they can all escape."
A few bloodshot veins appeared in Tan Yingyue's eyes. "Hall Master, we..."
"Stop talking."
Jiang Baishi took a deep breath and finally chuckled, "The fault lies with me. They only said they would come to the White Cloud Sect for tea and a chat; they didn't force me to rebuild the Mountain Gate."
"But I have carried the burden of a blood feud for many years, and I have always been resentful about rebuilding the Mountain Gate."
"Now, hearing such words that strike right at the heart, how could I possibly contain myself?"
As she spoke, her smile gradually faded until it disappeared completely, leaving only a deep voice saying, "Go quickly, or it might be too late."
There was a brief moment of silence in the air.
Tan Yingyue's eyes quickly dimmed, and she stiffly cupped her hands in agreement.
The news of the White Cloud Sect rebuilding its Mountain Gate had already spread.
Judging by the timeline, the news must have reached the ears of the Spiritual Wind Sacred Hall a few days ago.
Based on this calculation, the temple elder who is about to condense his Dharma Form is most likely already on his way.
Jiang Baishi sighed, looked up, and suddenly saw the extremely gloomy sky in the distance, and the Golden Crane Mountain area gradually becoming covered with dark clouds.
Her pupils suddenly contracted.
Golden Crane Mountain has a unique geographical location, so it is usually not shrouded in dark clouds.
If relevant weather records were available, it would be even more obvious that this place has only been shrouded in dark clouds a handful of times over the past thousand years.
The first time was over a hundred years ago, on the day the White Cloud Sect was wiped out.
The second time is now.
Boom--
The once pristine white clouds swirled and were then quickly replaced by an inky black.
Thick black clouds stretched for hundreds of miles, a shocking sight. Although she hadn't been inside the gate over a hundred years ago, Jiang Baishi felt that this enemy was even stronger than before, so strong that it filled her with despair.
More than twenty figures appeared on the horizon, their robes identical and dazzlingly embroidered. Then, like a locust swarm, they swept towards the area in a mighty torrent.
Their combined aura was so heavy it seemed to press the entire Golden Crane Mountain into the ground, making it suffocating.
"..."
Tan Yingyue stopped abruptly, her expression bitter.
It was too late, as expected.
Jiang Baishi clenched her fists, then slowly straightened up, her voice hoarse as she said, "Let's go."
As the Hall Master, I always have to show my face at times like this.
At the very least, one should stand upright in front of the Mountain Gate, instead of trembling and watching from Rear Mountain.
She is no longer the eighth-level martial artist Cloud Roaming the world more than a hundred years ago.
She is currently the Hall Master of the White Cloud Sect, at the third level of the Mountain Sea Realm.
Tan Yingyue remained silent, simply following her as she sped towards the Mountain Gate.
As Jiang Baishi got closer to the main hall of the Mountain Gate, he began to faintly sense a large amount of powerful true energy fluctuations coming from the sky in front of him.
She gritted her teeth, frantically searching her mind for a way to break the deadlock.
But the Brocade Robe Old Man at the very front of the group had an indifferent expression and an extremely arrogant demeanor. The aura emanating from him was so powerful that she was completely helpless.
This plunged the entire White Cloud Sect into utter despair.
At the current speed, it won't take more than half a minute for this group of powerful individuals from the Spiritual Wind Sacred Hall to arrive above the White Cloud Sect.
However, at that moment...
Despair!--
As the pavilion ahead descended, a remarkably clear clinking sound of teacups rang out, drawing their attention.
Jiang Baishi was slightly taken aback, subconsciously stopping in her tracks and looking up at the pavilion.
Before my eyes sat a young Daoist priest at a stone table, still dressed in that familiar black robe, his fair and handsome face serene. On the table lay an exquisite tea set and a chilling, gleaming immortal Immortal Sword...
Jiang Baishi's pupils dilated, his tense face instantly relaxed, and he exclaimed in a trembling voice:
"Senior?!"
"I heard you were in seclusion, so I waited here for a while."
As Ye Li's somewhat calm voice fell...
Tan Yingyue, who was standing to the side, hadn't reacted yet.
Jiang Baishi said anxiously, "Senior Ye, you must get away from here quickly! If the people from the Spiritual Wind Sacred Hall see you..."
The Boy in Black shook his head slightly, interrupting Jiang Baishi directly, and calmly said:
"It's alright."
"I'm just here for tea and as a guest. Since someone's come Trouble, I won't ignore it."
The moment he finished speaking, he put down his teacup.
The next moment, a powerful aura enveloped the entire Golden Crane Mountain like clouds and mist.
Silent and unassuming, yet dignified and upright.
The two women's breathing suddenly became rapid.