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The unfamiliar Limitless Sect looked coldly at Sang Ying, scrutinizing her from head to toe.

Just as he was about to continue reading, Sect Master Ji of Sword Frost Cliff blocked their path.

"What is Sect Master Wu trying to do?" His tone was cold, yet he possessed a certain air of a sword cultivator.

The Limitless Sect Master suddenly smiled, his gaze towards Sect Master Ji becoming strange. "This is the first time I've seen Sect Master Ji lose his temper. It seems this little disciple is quite favored by your Sword Frost Cliff."

As he spoke, he glanced at Fu Shuangjiang blush.

"We owe today's events to Fellow Daoist Sang Ying. However, we've never seen the Broken Sword you mentioned before, so we're quite curious." Sect Master Wu gave a smile that could be described as amiable, but to Sang Ying, it looked utterly insincere.

He smiled and continued, "I've heard that Fellow Sang Ying is a sword cultivator. May we take a look at your sword?"

"Wuji, you've crossed the line!" Sect Master Ji with a grim face, staring intently at the person in front of him.

Looking at a swordsman's sword isn't a big deal, but in today's context, the intention is all too clear.

Sect Master Ji had long known of the other party's cunning, but he never expected him to be so shameless.

He entered the Hidden Moon Forest earlier than the others, so by the time Sang Ying and her group arrived, half of Sect Master Wu's body had already turned to stone.

If it weren't for Sang Ying's appearance, how would he have the chance to stand here now? She saved him, yet he coveted something that didn't belong to him and even wanted to steal his benefactor's treasure.

Sect Master Ji felt that this group of people were so shameless that he felt nauseous.

"Sect Master Ji, please don't be so nervous. We've only heard that you're a sword cultivator, and we're curious how you managed to hold off that black mist for so long with just a sword. If the sword is good, then let us see it for ourselves. If it's not good enough for you, we're willing to help you find a better one, as a way of expressing our gratitude for saving your life."

At first glance, Sect Master Wu's words might seem noble, but the more he said them, the Sect Master Ji's expression became.

What's even more chilling is that not only the few from the Limitless Sect, but also the elders and sect leaders from other sects chimed in, "Sect Master Wu is right. Why is Sect Master Ji so nervous? We're just curious. At worst, we'll each give this young friend a generous gift after we've seen it."

This idea was accepted by everyone. They chatted and laughed as they finalized the matter on their own, without caring whether Sang Ying agreed or not.

Sang Ying lowered her eyes and secretly grasped Jiang Zhuoxue's hand, fearing that the dragon might suddenly become angry and attack them.

These people are quite skilled; the two of them alone probably couldn't defeat them.

"Since you are all so curious, how could I refuse?" Sang Ying stepped forward, meeting the covetous gazes of the people in front of her and the worried eyes of Sect Master Ji. A long sword appeared out of thin air in Sang Ying's hand.

It was filled with Ice Spiritual Qi, so dense that anyone who got even slightly close felt a bone-chilling cold.

"This is my sword, seniors. What do you think?" Floating River was a fine sword, and with the help of the spiritual treasures that Sang Ying had acquired, it had also developed a vague sword spirit.

Even so, this sword wasn't good enough to attract the covetous eyes of these knowledgeable and powerful individuals.

So when Sang Ying drew her sword, Sect Master Ji secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Sect Master Wu accepted the sword without hesitation and brandished it a few times. His expression remained unchanged, but the faces of the men behind him darkened.

"Indeed, it is a fine sword, worthy of Fellow Sang Ying. Fellow Daoist showed us the sword and saved our lives. Is there anything you wish to obtain?" Sect Master Wu was a man of honor and would not go back on his word.

Although the others still had doubts, they dared not ask them directly.

Sang Ying seemed oblivious to everyone's thoughts, simply smiling as she took back her sword, "This junior saved people solely out of goodwill; there's no need for any gifts from you seniors."

"If you seniors truly wish to express your gratitude, please escort me on our journey out of the Hidden Moon Forest. The Hidden Moon Forest is fraught with danger; if you seniors were to protect me, it would be a great relief to save my life." Sang Ying rarely smiled, and no one could refuse her words.

Thus, after just a few words, Sang Ying gained a large group of cultivators above the Spirit Transformation to act as her temporary bodyguards.

While everyone was talking, those people who had been petrified for a long time in the stone forest began to revive one after another.

Among them were cultivators from various sects who had stumbled upon this place by mistake, as well as powerful figures who came to seize the treasure.

There was even a Devil Cultivator who had committed many evil deeds in the Black Tortoise Realm. He had offended too many people, and as soon as he awoke, he was surrounded and attacked by the crowd, and soon died at the hands of his enemies.

After another round of joyful reunions with old acquaintances, the group, now several times larger than before, was finally ready to leave the forest.

The young cultivators who had stumbled upon this place were overjoyed; they had been away for so long that they had almost forgotten where they came from.

Jiang Zhuoxue had no interest in those tragic stories; she simply stayed close to Sang Ying, even under Fu Shuangjiang's disapproving gaze, determined to make their relationship known to everyone.

He didn't ask about what happened inside the small barrier, since Sang Ying didn't want to talk about it, so asking wouldn't make a difference.

Moreover, he wasn't completely ignorant; at least with the help of that Shared Fate Gu, he had also felt the same pain as Sang Ying.

Jiang Zhuoxue was clearly most afraid of pain, but at that moment he felt somewhat happy, because the only person in the world who could share her pain was himself.

Before leaving, Su Fuyun, who had been knocked unconscious by Sang Ying, finally woke up.

When she learned that Sang Ying had entered the small barrier and even saw the so-called Broken Sword, everything ended with the disappearance of that Broken Sword.

Having taken a risk, Sang Ying won the hearts of many and the admiration of powerful figures, and may even have obtained the treasure mentioned by the jade pendant! Fu Shuangjiang found her master and sect leader and protected her sect.

Jiang Zhuoxue also seemed much happier than before.

He himself had worked so hard but gained nothing. Instead, he lay on the floor and slept for a long time until his hands and feet went numb.

Su Fuyun grew angrier the more she thought about it, but she didn't know how to extinguish her anger.

Fortunately, the jade pendant spoke again, "That thing is on her; she's lying!"

"On the way back, lure her towards a high-level Demon Beast. Once she senses danger, that thing will appear. That will be your chance to seize the treasure!"

For the sake of the Mara Gate's grand plan, and for the sake of her master's orders, she had to get her hands on this! Even if it meant sacrificing Su Fuyun as a pawn!

A note from the author:

Ding~ The lunchbox is ready~

That's all for today, love you all~