Fantasy: Winning Big—All My Disciples Have Systems
Chapter 127

You've Got to Be Joking. How Could Their Own Ancestor Harm Them?

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"What's wrong? What's wrong? They're all flying back the way they came."

"That thing that just passed by, wasn't it a flying boat from the Cloud Heaven Holy Land?"

"The people from the Cloud Heaven Holy Land are all leaving; something big must be about to happen, especially considering the commotion that just occurred here..."

As they watched the flying boat constantly moving in the opposite direction in mid-air, everyone had their own discussion.

At this moment, a disciple's expression suddenly changed, and he said:

"Wait, could it be..."

The boy took a deep breath as he spoke.

"I've heard that some ruins, once taken, will cause the surrounding area to collapse. It's a final test; if you can't leave, then..."

Upon hearing this, everyone immediately became agitated.

"Damn it, what are you waiting for? Run!"

If they have no say in the inheritance, and are even to be buried with the deceased, then they're really losing out big time!

Immediately, several people took out their flying boats and set off on their journey.

Similar conversations occur everywhere.

The commotion just now, coupled with the fact that the people from the Cloud Heaven Holy Land were starting to leave, made the situation even more chaotic.

In an instant, a shocking piece of news spread like wildfire.

The Heavenly Azure Ruins are about to collapse!

The news spread like wildfire.

In an instant, the entire Heavenly Azure Ruins were in an uproar.

"Send word back immediately to request backup."

Outside the Heavenly Azure Ruins, people from various factions left behind were exchanging messages.

Even those who don't understand formations can tell from the actions of the elders of the Cloud Heaven Holy Land.

This entrance probably won't hold for much longer.

This unexpected turn of events was something none of the parties had anticipated.

The members of the Five Symbols Sect were all wearing solemn expressions.

Cang Wenyu kept his eyes fixed on the entrance to the ruins, holding the communication stone, and breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Fortunately, there was a communication stone, which allowed them to learn what was happening inside.

Fortunately, the news has now spread, and the sect elders and disciples have begun to retreat.

"Elder Xiao, have the other elders keep an eye on the disciples of the Cloud Heaven Holy Land and prevent them from coming out too early."

Cang Wenyu sent a telepathic reminder.

Elder Xiao is maintaining the exit inside the ruins.

Currently, the entrance to the outside world is completely controlled by the Cloud Heaven Holy Land.

If the younger generation of the Cloud Heaven Holy Land emerges and they withdraw, the entrance to the ruins may very well be unable to continue operating.

One should always be wary of others.

"Isn't this the exit? Why are you all stopping?"

After a frantic sprint through the Heavenly Azure Ruins, the disciples finally reached the vicinity of the exit.

However, the place was now full of people.

But no one walked toward the exit.

"I don't know what happened, but suddenly another formation appeared around this one," a disciple said, frowning.

"There's no way to get past the formation; now we can only wait for everyone to find a solution."

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the large group of disciples who had arrived later immediately changed.

"Who did this? That's so malicious! Are they trying to trap us here and let us die?"

"Damn it, what are you all standing there for? Let's break the formation together!" One of the teenagers rolled up his sleeves and was about to step forward.

"Don't rush," the boy beside him stopped him, gesturing to the side of the array ahead.

"Those in the Cloud Heaven Holy Land who understand formations are already trying to come up with a solution."

"Qin Jiuxiao has already received the Saint's inheritance; they're definitely the ones most eager to leave. We can just wait together."

Meanwhile, some other teenagers looked around:

"Isn't the patriarch of the Mystic One Sect also in the ruins? Could you please lend a hand, senior?"

Some people immediately realized what was happening and spoke up:

"Yes, with Senior Sword King's intervention, this formation is definitely not a problem."

"Disciples of the Mystic One Sect, it's time for you to prove yourselves. We will reward you handsomely after you leave this place."

Amidst the cacophony of voices, those who were previously unaware of the situation were now informed by the eager-to-share crowd.

In an instant, everyone present learned three things.

Qin Jiuxiao received the inheritance of Saint.

The Sword King Ancestor of the Mystic One Sect intervened and saved people from various forces.

Those who launched the sneak attack should have been dealt with by the Sword King, otherwise Qin Jiuxiao would not have been able to be rescued.

Immediately afterwards, countless eyes fell on the disciples of the Mystic One Sect.

"Our ancestor protected us in secret; we have no means to find him."

A disciple of the Mystic One Sect spoke up helplessly.

However, some disciples still respectfully addressed the void.

"We earnestly request that the Ancestor intervene once more to resolve this crisis for his disciples."

As the sound faded, a slight silence fell over the surroundings.

There has been no response.

Just when everyone thought there was no hope left.

An aged voice suddenly rang out.

"Good."

Everyone was taken aback.

Then, everyone present heard a sword ring out.

Countless people felt the tremor of the longswords at their waists.

A long sword, blue and red, appeared in mid-air under the watchful eyes of countless people.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth converged wildly, and in an instant, there was a surge of wind and clouds.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

Everyone quickly moved aside, making way for a large area.

"Mystic One Sword Art - Breaking the Formation!"

With a soft shout, the longsword suddenly trembled.

Brush!

A flash of sword light appeared.

Boom!

The formation that had been blocking the crowd suddenly dissipated.

Everyone was taken aback and began to speak in unison.

"Thank you very much, Senior Sword King!"

"No need to thank me."

The voice rang out, but it said:

"This opportunity is precious; those who leave first should rightfully be the younger generation of my Mystic One Sect."

Upon hearing this, everyone spoke up.

"What you say is true, senior. If it weren't for you, we would still be trapped here. It's only right."

"That's right, that's right, that's what we should do."

"I'll follow your instructions completely."

For a time, there was not a single voice of opposition.

Just kidding, this is the Sword King.

Even if there's no favor owed, you have to keep your grudge to yourself.

The members of the Mystic One Sect were all shaken and straightened their backs.

At this moment, I felt an unparalleled sense of glory.

Look, this is what status is.

They got the most precious opportunity first.

"Joining the Mystic One Sect is truly fortunate; even the Holy Land would have to give way to us at a time like this."

"I wonder how envious the disciples from other sects are right now, haha, it's a pity they can only watch."

The disciples of the Mystic One Sect are mostly proud.

A small number of disciples suddenly had an idea pop into their minds.

Isn't the one that comes up the most dangerous?

However, they were startled as soon as the idea came to mind.

It is truly inappropriate for someone of such petty character to speculate about the ancestor.

Just kidding, how could our dear ancestors harm them?

Soon, the disciples of the Mystic One Sect emerged from the ruins.

Then, the voice continued:

"The younger generation of the Eastern Region, follow suit."

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a disciple from the Cloud Heaven Holy Land suddenly spoke up to question him:

Was the senior's action somewhat biased?

Suddenly, all was quiet.

Many disciples from the Eastern Region frowned upon hearing this.

Looking at the boy's expression, they sensed an arrogance.

"Sword King Senior saved Qin Jiuxiao, yet he still acts like this? Is this what disciples of the Holy Land are like?"

This is what many people are thinking right now.

However, no one said anything.

At this moment, the aged voice rang out again:

"The Heavenly Azure Ruins belong to the Eastern Region. Isn't it enough that your Cloud Heaven Holy Land disciples have already obtained the inheritance?"

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