The Counterattack Begins
When Fu Yinqiu rushed back with Jimo Xuan and a dozen others, she could hardly believe her eyes.
She had already spent a day and a night traveling to and from the Azure Feather Sect, and was then delayed for a long time by Elder Luo.
Even though all the Jimo Household disciples who had joined the Azure Feather Sect eventually returned with Fu Yinqiu, she felt only apprehensive, not at all at ease.
I thought that after being away for so long, I would return to find Rizhao City in ruins, with countless dead and injured.
But at this moment, when Fu Yinqiu glanced around, all she could see were the corpses of Evil Cultivator scattered all over the ground, and all that echoed in her ears were the screams of the Evil Cultivator.
Fu Yinqiu glanced at the gate of Jimo Residence. The group of rogue Rogue Cultivator and mortals who had left with sorrowful faces were now huddled within the protective range of the formation, enjoying the miserable state of the Evil Cultivator with great interest.
Some people even grabbed a handful of sunflower seeds and started cracking them open!
Having already stepped down as sect leader, Jimo Sheng stared at the surreal scene before him, and it took him a long time to find his voice. "Madam, are you sure our Jimo Household has truly met with disaster?"
The dozen or so disciples following behind him also cast questioning glances at her. They didn't want to doubt her, but the scene before them was far too different from what Fu Yinqiu had described!
Fu Yinqiu:... Before I came back, I was quite certain.
Fortunately, Fu Yinqiu's embarrassment didn't last long, as the housekeeper soon discovered them.
He quickly squeezed through the crowd and greeted Fu Yinqiu and her entourage with a cheerful smile, "Madam, Second Young Master, you're finally back!"
Upon seeing him, Fu Yinqiu hurriedly asked, "What happened? Where is Miss? Who drove away these Evil Cultivators?!"
Upon hearing this, the butler immediately laughed, his face instantly contorting into a wrinkled expression. "The young lady fought until she was exhausted and has already been sent back to rest. But rest assured, a physician has already treated her, and she is perfectly fine. As for these Evil Cultivators, that was naturally the work of the Fourth Young Master!"
"Fourth Young Master, Jimo Lan?" Having not heard this title for a long time, Fu Yinqiu was a little taken aback.
Even Jimo Xuan behind her was somewhat surprised. "When did that guy come back? Would someone with his personality really take the initiative to return to the Immortal Spirit Realm?"
It's no wonder they were so surprised. You see, Jimo Lan had a very bad falling out with several elders of the Jimo Household, and even vowed never to set foot in Rizhao City again in his life.
Everyone initially thought the other party was just speaking in a fit of anger, but who would have thought that this person would turn around and run off to another small world without a care, and stay there for decades without ever contacting the Jimo Household.
Jimo Lan's father later told everyone that he would pretend he had no son.
Fu Yinqiu had thought it would take a lot of effort to find this stubborn young man, but to her surprise, he returned Jimo Household was facing a great calamity.
Upon hearing from the steward that Jimo Lan had taken firm control of the entire Jimo Residence upon her return, Fu Yinqiu was filled with emotion.
"I knew it, this child definitely can't bear to Jimo Household." She sighed, then turned to Jimo Xuan and said, "After the crisis in Rizhao City is resolved, you should persuade him to stay with the Jimo Household. Now that his father has also disappeared, if his only son leaves, the Jimo Household will truly be left without support."
The joy that had just arisen in Fu Yinqiu's heart vanished instantly upon recalling the group of Jimo Duange had been missing for several days.
With Fu Yinqiu and the others making such a commotion, Jimo Lan, who was in the distance, naturally wouldn't miss it. However, he didn't take the initiative to go back and greet them; at this moment, Jimo Lan only had Feng Ji in his eyes.
The once arrogant Nascent Soul Evil Cultivator was now covered in wounds, with not a single good piece of flesh on his body. Jimo Lan was extremely ruthless, and the rain of blades cut through his skin layer by layer, making him extremely uncomfortable, but he would not die immediately.
Once the opponent was completely covered in blood, Jimo Lan temporarily slowed her attack. "How does it feel to be beaten so badly?"
Feng Ji spat out a mouthful of blood and did not answer the other party's question.
At this moment, his heart was filled with bitter regret. Who could have imagined that besides Jimo Qing, the Jimo Household had such a terrifying existence?
If a single person could suppress so many Evil Cultivators, including himself, this person's cultivation level must be far beyond the Nascent Soul!
Even without Feng Ji speaking, Jimo Lan could see the guilt and fear in his eyes. He curled his lips into a smile, "Very well, it seems you've tasted the bitterness of my sister's injury. In that case, I don't need to waste any more time with you."
He suddenly raised his hand, and immediately the clanging of weapons clashing rang out all around. Countless sharp blades surrounded Feng Ji, as if they could turn him into a hedgehog in the next second.
But Feng Ji was a leader after all; how could he possibly die so easily at the hands of Jimo Lan?
Although his cultivation level was not as high as Jimo Lan's, he had many ways to save his life.
After Jimo Lan wielded her sharp blade and attacked, the person trapped in the encirclement was instantly replaced!
Having somehow replaced himself using Secret Method, Feng Ji seized the opportunity to gather his remaining dozen or so Golden Core Realm subordinates, and under their protection, frantically rushed towards the distant flying boat.
Jimo Lan glanced at the unfamiliar Evil Cultivator collapsed in the sword formation and clicked her tongue in dissatisfaction. The other man's face was filled with terror, and his expression was frozen in that instant.
He never imagined that the person he had wholeheartedly protected would send him to his death in such a way.
One by one, the sharp blades were stripped from his body, and then he suddenly chased after Feng Ji in the direction he had fled.
The group of Nascent Soul Evil Cultivator were fast; Jimo Lan was only a few seconds late, and they had already escaped to the vicinity of the flying boat, seemingly ready to flee the place at any moment.
Jimo Lan frowned. He was hoping to keep Feng Ji's corpse so he could give it to his sister to please her!
He slightly raised his hand, and the sharp blade instantly changed direction, about to stab at the flying boat in the sky.
However, Jimo Lan was a step too slow, because just a second before Feng Ji and the others were about to step onto the flying boat, the magnificent behemoth suddenly exploded in mid-air!
The massive heatwave from the destroyed airship damaged many of the surrounding houses.
Those closest to Feng Ji and his group were immediately thrown more than ten meters away, their robes completely torn to shreds.
Fortunately, Jimo Lan noticed something was wrong in time and quickly retrieved her blade, surrounding herself and thus avoiding the same fate as Feng Ji and the others.
Even so, many of the sharp blades blocking the outer layer were melted by the heat wave.
The sharp blades fell one after another, making a crisp sound.
Jimo Lan looked up at the group of Evil Cultivator who were unconscious not far away, when suddenly a pair of white boots embroidered with exquisite patterns entered her field of vision.
Looking up from the white boots, Jimo Lan quickly spotted a pair of smiling eyes.
"Long time no see, Fourth Brother. What do you think of my move today? How does it compare to your Tidal Sword Formation?" Jimo Bai, who had finally escaped from the secret realm, smiled gently at his younger brother.