Turn the Flowing Light Sword Sect into Ruins!
Beneath the terrifying gale, two cross-border flying boats were speeding along.
The larger one flew against the strong wind at the very front, while the smaller ones traveled steadily under the protection of the larger flying boat.
Jiulian had already moved from Ten Thousand Daos Born's large flying boat to a smaller one. When he saw his long-lost disciple, even though he himself was a genius with extremely fast cultivation speed, he was still frightened by the faint Nascent Soul aura leaking from his little disciple.
"Tsk tsk tsk, it's only been a few months, and you've already Nascent Soul! Such cultivation speed is even faster than your master's." Jiulian waved her folding fan, feeling both surprised and delighted.
Although he had long known that Sang Ying was quite capable, he never expected that she would be able to cultivate to the Nascent Soul at less than thirty years old.
Such a miraculous event is probably unprecedented not only in the Immortal Spirit Realm, but also in the entire Lower Realm!
Listening to the emotion in her master's words, Sang Ying didn't feel too much. "My disciple is just lucky. He has saved some people and gained some merit."
These words made Jiulian feel somewhat conflicted.
Merit is such a rare thing; even his own sect leader hasn't accumulated much of it over the years, let alone him. But in his disciple's mouth, it seemed to have become something ordinary, making Jiulian feel a pang of jealousy.
However, he wasn't jealous. After all, he knew that his disciple had earned these Merit by risking his life. He didn't have that ability, so naturally he wouldn't dare to ask for things that didn't belong to him.
After discussing their cultivation levels, Jiulian asked everyone about their experiences in the Black Tortoise Realm.
When the flying boat brought the disciples of the Immortal Spirit Realm back, only our own family and the Jimo Clan were missing, and the most important ones were gone.
Even Jiulian, who never worries, changed her expression instantly upon hearing the news of their detention; one can only imagine how others reacted.
Because Jiang Zhuoxue suddenly transformed without any attempt to conceal it, Ten Thousand Daos Born's disciples did not hide it from the sect, and they quickly learned that a powerful black dragon was accompanying Sang Ying.
The entire Immortal Spirit Realm was stunned by the news, and many greedy people wanted to rush to the Black Tortoise Realm to get a share of the spoils.
In the end, it was only through the joint efforts of Ten Thousand Daos Born, Azure Feather Sect, and Jimo Clan that the matter was suppressed, and those people gave up their ideas.
That's why they delayed for so long, only recently organizing a team to come to the Black Tortoise Realm to rescue people.
Unexpectedly, the rescue ship encountered Sang Ying and her group halfway there. As the leader of this rescue team, Jiulian immediately made a decision after learning about Sang Ying and the others' plans: to lead everyone to the Twin Orchid Realm.
Sang Ying was initially reluctant. "Master, although I am Ten Thousand Daos Born's disciple, I also grew up in the Twin Orchid Realm. The Twin Orchid Realm is my responsibility, not the responsibility of my fellow disciples. The Twin Orchid Realm is fraught with danger now, and we could lose our lives if we are not careful. How can I let other innocent fellow disciples go on such a dangerous adventure with me?"
Sang Ying spoke sincerely, and Jiulian replied earnestly, "You have a responsibility to rescue those in distress in the Twin Orchid Realm, and how can we pretend not to see such demonic calamities? Ten Thousand Daos Born did not teach his disciples to disregard human life and stand idly by!"
Sang Ying couldn't persuade Jiulian, and even the other Ten Thousand Daos Born disciples who had come along insisted on going. She couldn't stop them, so she had no choice but to agree in the end.
However, she still added at the end, "I know Ten Thousand Daos Born takes the well-being of all people as his responsibility, but I am ultimately a selfish person. If the destruction of the Twin Orchid Realm is irreversible in the end, then I hope Master can take them away in time, so that they don't die in vain in a strange place."
Sang Ying spoke with utmost seriousness, and Jiulian, looking into her eyes, finally obediently agreed.
The cross-border airship was quite fast, and even with the adjusted course, the journey was much longer than before. However, the boatman who piloted the airship still assured them that they would definitely reach the Twin Orchid Realm within a day.
Hearing this and seeing so many people willing to go to the Twin Orchid Realm to help, Fang Chi and Hai Tingzhou felt a little more at ease.
They held their respective communication tokens and looked into the dark, deep tunnel in the distance.
Twin Orchid Realm, we're waiting for you to come back!
Elder Yanhua swept away the demons gathered in front of the mountain gate with a single sword strike, and a chorus of ear-piercing screams immediately followed.
Seeing this, Sang Zheng quickly took action and knocked down a group of Devil Cultivator attacking from the right, not giving them any chance to break through this last line of defense.
Seeing this, Elder Yanhua couldn't help but glance at Sang Zheng: "I didn't expect that your skills would improve so much after your experience outside."
His tone was full of admiration for Sang Zheng, and how could Sang Zheng not hear it?
Before he was stranded in the Immortal Spirit Realm, Sang Zheng had a good relationship with Elder Yanhua. The two had always been like teacher and friend.
Later, when Sang Zheng and his wife disappeared, Elder Yanhua was deeply saddened by it. Little did she know that she would see him again when the Twin Orchid Realm was in dire straits.
"Alas, if you ask me, you shouldn't have come back." Elder Yanhua said, while raising his hand to cut down a group of giant poisonous spiders rushing towards the mountain gate. "Twin Orchid Realm is probably doomed. If you had stayed in the Immortal Spirit Realm, you might have been able to escape this calamity."
Wen Miaoshu was focused on setting up the killing formation with the other disciples, immediately retorted, "Elder, what are you saying? Sang Zheng and I were originally from the Flowing Light Sword Sect. Even if we don't care about that relationship, we still grew up in the Twin Orchid Realm. Now that the Twin Orchid Realm is in trouble, it's one thing if we didn't know, but now that we know, how can we just sit idly by?"
The couple kept a clear distinction between public and private matters.
They resent the sect leader for plotting against them for his own selfish desires and for wanting to kill their only daughter. But that doesn't mean they will transfer this resentment to the Flowing Light Sword Sect or even the entire Twin Orchid Realm.
"Miaoshu is right." Sang Zheng narrowly dodged the Devil Cultivator's blade, then kicked him away hard. "Elder, even if not for the Flowing Light Sword Sect, but just for the Twin Orchid Realm, we should have come back."
Elder Yanhua remained silent, forcefully wielding his sword and confronting the invaders with even greater seriousness than before.
He had lived long enough, but the younger generation behind him had yet to see the scenery beyond the Twin Orchid Realm. He wanted to buy these children more time, even if it was destined to be just wishful thinking.
In the town at the foot of the Flowing Light Sword Sect, the once bustling city is now shrouded in thick Demonic Qi. The most luxurious mansion in the city has now become the temporary residence of the new Demon Lord.
The mask on Fusheng's face was no different from before, except that the originally plain mask was now stained with a crimson hue, as if it had been soaked in blood.
Fan Nanjun stood cautiously to the side, showing none of the demeanor of a favored minister as rumored. "My lord, as you instructed, all the troops from the remaining areas have been deployed to attack the Flowing Light Sword Sect. Judging from the current situation, perhaps that immortal mountain will be yours by dawn."
He lowered his head respectfully, not daring to look the man in the eye.
The new Demon Lord's tone was chilling. "Too slow! I don't want it to be after dawn; I want it to be before nightfall, with the Flowing Light Sword Sect reduced to ruins!"