lín xuān nǎo hǎi zhōng niàn tou zhuǎn guò ， tū rán shì yǒu suǒ gǎn de zhuǎn guò tóu lú ， yǎn jīng wēi mī yī dào ruò yǒu ruò wú de jīng hóng chū xiàn zài le shì xiàn lǐ 。
林轩脑海中念头转过，突然似有所感的转过头颅，眼睛微咪一道若有若无的惊虹出现在了视线里。
Lin Xuan's mind raced as he suddenly felt a presence and turned his head. A faint, almost imperceptible flash of light appeared in his vision.
bú yòng shuō ， yǐn nì zhī shù 。
不用说，隐匿之术。
It was no doubt the Concealment Technique.
zhǐ bù guò zài zì jǐ miàn qián shī zhǎn ， wèi miǎn yǒu xiē bān mén nòng fǔ 。
只不过在自己面前施展，未免有些班门弄斧。
However, performing it right before him seemed a bit like showing off.
lín xuān zuǐ jiǎo biān lù chū yī sī jī cháo zhī sè ， qiáng dà yǐ jí de shén niàn xiàng zhe nà biān fàng shè ér qù le 。
林轩嘴角边露出一丝讥嘲之色，强大以极的神念向着那边放射而去了。
A sneer curled at the corner of Lin Xuan’s lips as his immense divine consciousness shot out towards the direction.
yī shēng jīng hū chuán rù ěr duǒ ， què shì nà páng bó de wēi yā ràng sū jiàng chún zài yě méi yǒu bàn wéi chí mì shù ， líng máng yī shǎn ， jīng hóng dùn shí biàn dé xǐng mù le qǐ lái 。
一声惊呼传入耳朵，却是那磅礴的威压让苏绛唇再也没有办维持秘术，灵芒一闪，惊虹顿时变得醒目了起来。
A startled cry entered his ears. The overwhelming pressure had caused Su Jinchun to lose her concentration on her secret technique. A flash of spiritual light appeared, making the flash of light more noticeable.
biàn qǐ cāng chǔ ， bù guò cǐ nǚ bì jìng shì yuán yīng hòu qī de dà xiū xiān zhě ， suī jīng bù luàn ， yī zhī yù wǎn cóng tā de yī xiù zhōng fēi lüè chū lái 。
变起仓储，不过此女毕竟是元婴后期的大修仙者，虽惊不乱，一只玉碗从她的衣袖中飞掠出来。
The situation turned critical, but this woman was a late-stage Immortal in essence, and she remained calm despite the shock. An jade bowl flew out from her sleeve, spinning rapidly before releasing a dazzling light curtain that enveloped him. In his left hand, a golden-orange divine sword appeared.
tuān liū liū yī zhuǎn ， fàng chū yī céng cuǐ càn guāng mù ， jiāng zì jǐ bāo guǒ ， suí hòu yī bǐng huáng chéng guì de xiān jiàn bèi tā chuán zài le zuǒ shǒu de xiān zhǎng zhī zhōng 。
湍溜溜一转，放出一层璀璨光幕，将自己包裹，随后一柄黄橙桧的仙剑被她椽在了左手的纤掌之中。
"Not bad, not bad. You truly deserve to be the Master of the Far Horizon Pavilion," said a familiar voice.
“ bù cuò ， bù cuò ， bù kuì shì tiān yá hǎi gé zhī zhǔ 。” shí yǒu xiē shú xī de shēng yīn chuán rù ěr
“不错，不错，不愧是天涯海阁之主。”十有些熟悉的声音传入耳
"You… you're Uncle Lin?" Su Jinchun raised her head, but her surprise quickly turned into joy: "You… are Uncle Lin?"
“ nǐ ……” sū jiàng chún tái qǐ tóu lú ， bù guò jīng Is hěn kuài jiù biàn chéng le kuáng xǐ zhī sè ：“ nǐ …… shì lín shī shū ?”
“你……”苏绛唇抬起头颅，不过惊Is很快就变成了狂喜之色：“你……是林师叔?”
It was no wonder she was surprised. A hundred years ago, they had fought side by side, but then Lin Xuan mysteriously disappeared and vanished without a trace. His uncle had been deeply saddened by his absence. Now, he had reappeared at the Far Horizon Pavilion.
yě nán guài cǐ nǚ jīng è ， bǎi nián qián liǎng rén suī bìng jiān zuò zhàn guò ， dàn suí hòu lín xuān jiù mò míng de xiāo shī diào le ， cóng cǐ zōng yǐng quán wú ， shī shū hái wèi cǐ shāng xīn nán guò ， méi xiǎng dào cǐ shí cǐ fāng 1， tā tóng yàng yòu guǐ yì de xiàn shēn zài tiān yá hǎi gé 。
也难怪此女惊愕，百年前两人虽并肩作战过，但随后林轩就莫名的消失掉了，从此踪影全无，师叔还为此伤心难过，没想到此时此方1，他同样又诡异的现身在天涯海阁。
Her gaze swept over Lin Xuan, and her expression became even more incredulous.
mù guāng zài lín xuān shēn shàng sǎo guò ， suí hòu sū jiàng chún de biǎo qíng què yuè fā de bù kě sī yì qǐ lái le 。
目光在林轩身上扫过，随后苏绛唇的表情却越发的不可思议起来了。
"Uncle, you… have reached the Separation Realm?"
“ shī shū ， nǐ …… nǐ yǐ jìn jiē dào le lí hé ？’’
“师叔，你……你已进阶到了离合？’’
She had always called him Uncle out of respect due to their sworn brotherhood with Ruyan. Although she was a late-stage Immortal, his abilities far surpassed those of his peers. That was because he practiced techniques that defied nature. A hundred years ago, her level was still one step below his, and now he had advanced while she remained at the same stage.
yào zhī dào tā suī rán yì zhí yǐ zhǎng bèi chēng hū ， dàn nà shì yīn wèi lín xuān yǔ rú yān jié bài de yuán gù ， ér qiě cǐ rén suī shì yuán yīng hòu qī de xiū xiān zhě ， shén tōng què yuǎn bǐ tóng jiē qiáng dé duō 。
要知道她虽然一直以长辈称呼，但那是因为林轩与如嫣结拜的缘故，而且此人虽是元婴后期的修仙者，神通却远比同阶强得多。
Yet, after a century, she was still far from reaching Separation Realm, but Lin Xuan had already ascended. How did he achieve it?
kě nà shì yīn wèi tā xiū liàn de shù nì tiān de yuán gù ， cóng jìng jiè lái shuō ， bǎi nián qián de lín xuān bǐ zì jǐ hái xùn sè yī chóu ， yí gè shì gāng gāng jìn jí hòu qī bù jiǔ ， lìng wài yí gè zé shì yuán yīng qī dǐng fēng 。
可那是因为他修炼的术逆天的缘故，从境界来说，百年前的林轩比自己还逊色一筹，一个是刚刚晋级后期不久，另外一个则是元婴期顶峰。
Su Jinchun's mind was filled with questions, but envy played a greater role. Her face showed a look of reverence.
kě bǎi nián guò qù ， zì jǐ jù lí lí hé hái yáo yáo wú qī ， xī lín xuān què yǐ jìn jí ， tā tiǎo
可百年过去，自己距离离合还遥遥无期，西林轩却已晋级，他窕
"Congratulations on your advancement to the Separation Realm."
jìng shì zěn me xiū liàn dì ？
竟是怎么修炼地？
"Enough of these formalities," Lin Xuan waved his hand and tilted his chin slightly as he spoke. "Jinchun, I heard about the situation ahead?"
sū jiàng chún xīn zhōng chōng mǎn le yí huò ， bù guò xiàn mù de chéng fèn gèng duō ， dàn liǎn shàng lù chū de què shì yī fù jìng wèi zhī sè 。
苏绛唇心中充满了疑惑，不过羡慕的成分更多，但脸上露出的却是一副敬畏之色。
"I was just going to ask for Uncle's help." Su Jinchun smiled. Seeing Uncle advance to the Separation Realm meant that the crisis at the Far Horizon Pavilion had passed.
“ gōng xǐ shī shū jìn jiē lí hé 。”
“恭喜师叔进阶离合。”
"Oh, are there enemies attacking again?" Lin Xuan's face showed a hint of surprise.
“ xíng le ， zhè xiē xū lǐ bù yòng duō shuō ， jiàng chún ， wǒ biǎo wèn $$;， qián miàn de tiān zhào shì zěn me huí shì ？” lín xuān bǎi le bǎi shǒu ， xià hé wēi yáng de kāi kǒu le 。
“行了，这些虚礼不用多说，绛唇，我表问$$;，前面的天兆是怎么回事？”林轩摆了摆手，下颌微扬的开口了。
"Not exactly, Uncle, please listen…"
“ zhèng yào qǐng shī shū xiāng zhù 。” sū jiàng chún de zuǐ jiǎo biān lù chū xiào róng ， shì fú bú shì huò ， jiàn dào lín xuān jìn jiē lí hé ， tā zhī dào tiān yá hǎi gé de wēi jī zǒng suàn shì guò qù le 。
“正要请师叔相助。”苏绛唇的嘴角边露出笑容，是福不是祸，见到林轩进阶离合，她知道天涯海阁的危机总算是过去了。
On another side, lightning danced in the sky as various attacks shot out from the vortex. The area was filled with chaotic spiritual energy. Nearly a hundred late-stage Immortals were either using secret techniques or theirsoul-bound treasure to defend themselves desperately.
“ ó ， nán dào yòu yǒu dí rén rù qīn &？” lín xuān liǎn shàng lù chū jǐ fēn chà yì zhī sè 。
“哦，难道又有敌人入侵&？”林轩脸上露出几分诧异之色。
As time passed, the attacks became more intense. Despite their efforts, the female cultivators began to falter. Many of them had already considered retreating if they could choose, but their guild leader's words were clear: whether Uncle survived was not just about her; it involved the prosperity and honor of their sect.
“ bú shì de ， shī shū nǐ tīng wǒ shuō ……”
“不是的，师叔你听我说……”
Moreover, retreating would be seen as betrayal. So despite their inner frustration, they gritted their teeth and persisted.
zài shuō lìng yī cè 。
再说另一侧。
How long would this continue?
tiān kōng zhōng yín shé luàn wǔ ， shǎn diàn ， jù fēng ， guāng zhù ……
天空中银蛇乱舞，闪电，飓风，光柱……
Sister Xi went to summon the condensation core stage disciples, but she wouldn't return immediately.
gè zhǒng gè yàng de gōng jī cóng nà xuán wō zhōng fēi lüè ér chū ， fāng yuán shù lǐ ， líng qì hùn luàn yǐ jí 。
各种各样的攻击从那漩涡中飞掠而出，方圆数里，灵气混乱以极。
The howling sound was terrifying; it was likely from a Separation Realm cultivator. Su Senior Sister had been gone for so long that there were no signs of her.
ér jìn bǎi míng yuán yīng qī xiū xiān zhě zé huò shī zhǎn mì shù ， huò luò shǐ zì jǐ de běn mìng bǎo wù ■， pīn mìng dǐ dǎng zhe 。
而近百名元婴期修仙者则或施展秘术，或骆使自己的本命宝物■，拼命抵挡着。
Had she encountered danger?
cán xiàng shū - zhe shí jiān de tuī miào ， nà gōng jī què biàn dé yuè fā de líng lì ， zhòng nǚ xiū suī yǎo yá jiān chí ， què hái shì jiàn jiàn bù zhī 。
残向书-着时间的推妙，那攻击却变得越发的凌厉，众女修虽咬牙坚持，却还是渐渐不支。
Too many unknowns weighed heavily on their minds.
píng xīn lái shuō ， rú guǒ kě yǐ xuǎn zé ， qí zhōng bù shǎo rén dōu xīn shēng tuì yì le ， kě gé zhǔ de huà jiǎng dé hěn qīng chǔ ， shī shū néng fǒu píng ān dù guò ， yǐ bú shì tā yī rén de wèn tí le ， ér shì guān xì zhe běn mén de xīng shuāi róng rǔ 。
平心来说，如果可以选择，其中不少人都心生退意了，可阁主的话讲得很清楚，师叔能否平安度过，已不是她一人的问题了，而是关系着本门的兴衰荣辱。
At the Far Horizon Pavilion, after a hundred years, panic once again gripped the sect.
hé kuàng tuì zǒu huì bèi dàng zuò pàn tú ， suǒ yǐ zhòng nǚ suī àn àn jiào kǔ ， què yě zhǐ néng yǎo yá jiān chí zhe 。
何况退走会被当做叛徒，所以众女虽暗暗叫苦，却也只能咬牙坚持着。
"Second Senior Sister," Ji Yuemei flicked her hand, sending out a beam of light to block a wind blade from the vortex. Her body trembled slightly, but as a late-stage Immortal, she didn't find it too strenuous. She took advantage of this moment to release divine senses and monitor the movements of fellow cultivators.
rán ér zhè zhǒng zhuàng kuàng hái yào chí xù duō jiǔ ne ？
然而这种状况还要持续多久呢？
"I understand, but…" Liu Ying knew what Third Sister was worried about. However, before she could finish, she suddenly turned her body with a look of ruthlessness on her face: "Seventeenth Sister, where are you going?"
yú shī mèi qù zhào jí níng dān qī dì zǐ ， yī shí piàn gǔ ，1， yě bú shì mǎ shàng néng gòu gǎn huí lái de 。
于师妹去召集凝丹期弟子，一时片古，1，也不是马上能够赶回来的。
A hundred feet away from Liu Ying, a female cultivator in red robes suddenly withdrew.
hái yǒu gāng cái de xiào shēng jīng xīn dòng pò ， shí yǒu ** shì lí hé qī de xiū xiān zhě ， sū shī jiě qù le nà me jiǔ ， què zōng yǐng quán wú 。
还有刚才的啸声惊心动魄，十有**是离合期的修仙者，苏师姐去了那么久，却踪影全无。
She was an early-stage Immortal named Mei Xiang.
tā shì bú shì yù jiàn wēi xiǎn le ？
她是不是遇见危险了？
Speaking of this woman, her path to cultivation had been quite different. She entered the Far Horizon Pavilion as a child and became a foundation stage cultivator before she turned thirty. Fifty years later, she advanced to the golden core realm, becoming an late-stage Immortal at two hundred and thirty-one years old.
tài duō wèi zhī de jié guǒ ， ràng zhòng nǚ xīn zhōng xiàng yā le yī kuài dà shí shì de 。
太多未知的结果，让众女心中像压了一块大石似的。
Her speed was impressive, though not shocking, ranking among the top in the sect's elders.
tiān yá hǎi gé ， bǎi nián hòu ， zài yí cì xiàn rù le kǒng huāng de wēi jī zhī zhōng 。
天涯海阁，百年后，再一次陷入了恐慌的危机之中。
However, her luck seemed to run out after forming a body. For four centuries, she had made no progress, remaining an early-stage Immortal, let alone reaching the peak of that stage. She only had about three hundred years left before her life ended, with no hope of reaching Separation Realm.
“ èr shī jiě ，$$; kàn zhòng jiě mèi rén xīn fú dòng ， zhè yàng xià qù ……” jī yuè rú yù shǒu yī fú ， yī dào ér bì cū de guāng zhù diàn shè ér chū ， jiāng xuán wō zhōng shì fàng chū de yī piàn fēng rèn dǎng zhù 。
“二师姐，$$;看众姐妹人心浮动，这样下去……”姬月如玉手一拂，一道儿臂粗的光柱电射而出，将漩涡中释放出的一片风刃挡住。
The more so, the more Mei Xiang feared death.
jiāo qū wēi wēi yī dǒu ， bù guò zuò wèi yuán yīng hòu qī de dà xiū shì ， dào yě bù suàn chī lì yǐ jí ， chèn zhe dǎng xià tiān jié de kòng xì ， hái yǒu yú lì fàng chū shén shí ， jiāng zhōu wéi tóng mén de yī jǔ yī dòng quán bù zhǎng wò 。
娇躯微微一抖，不过做为元婴后期的大修士，倒也不算吃力已极，趁着挡下天劫的空隙，还有余力放出神识，将周围同门的一举一动全部掌握。
With her relatively weak cultivation in the sect's elders, she barely managed to hold on at this moment. Her mental state had already collapsed.
“ wǒ qīng chǔ ， bù guò ……” liú yíng dāng rán zhī dào sān shī mèi zài dān xīn shén me ， rán ér huà yīn wèi luò ， què tū rán zhuǎn guò jiāo qū ， liǎn shàng shǎn guò yī sī hěn lì zhī yì ：“ shí qī mèi ，$$; yào qù nǎ lǐ ？”
“我清楚，不过……”刘莹当然知道三师妹在担心什么，然而话音未落，却突然转过娇躯，脸上闪过一丝狠厉之意：“十七妹，$$;要去哪里？”
She did not want to die.
liú yíng shēn cè yuē bǎi zhàng yuǎn chù ， yī shēn chuān hóng yī de nǚ xiū tū rán chōu shēn tuì zǒu 。
刘莹身侧约百丈远处，一身穿红衣的女修突然抽身退走。
She still had three hundred years left.
zhè shì yī míng wú yīng chū qī de xiū xiān zhě 。
这是一名无婴初期的修仙者。
If she stayed here, she would surely perish under the heavenly tribulation.
xìng méi míng xiāng 。
姓梅名香。
"Suicide attempt? If you wish to be a traitor, don't blame me for breaking our brotherhood."
shuō qǐ cǐ nǚ ， xiū liàn zhī lù yě suàn yǔ páng rén jiǒng yì ， cóng xiǎo bài rù tiān yá hǎi gé ， bú dào sān shí jiù zhù jī chéng ， wǔ shí nián hòu ， yòu mài rù jīn dān zhī tú 。
说起此女，修炼之路也算与旁人迥异，从小拜入天涯海阁，不到三十就筑基成，五十年后，又迈入金丹之途。
Seeing no sign of repentance from her opponent, Liu Ying's face turned stern. She flicked her hand and released a pinkish fog from her sleeve.
liǎng bǎi sān shí yú suì chéng wéi yuán yīng qī xiū xiān zhě 。
两百三十余岁成为元婴期修仙者。
The diameter was about half an acre, though she couldn't see clearly, there were sounds of cracking, as if something monstrous lurked within.
rú cǐ sù dù ， suī rán shuō bù shàng jīng shì hài sú ， dàn zài tiān yá hǎi gé de zhòng zhǎng lǎo zhōng ， pái míng què fēi cháng kào qián le 。
如此速度，虽然说不上惊世骇俗，但在天涯海阁的众长老中，排名却非常靠前了。
Her cultivation technique, The Withering and Flourishing Technique, was already bizarre to begin with. "Pain!"
kě tā de hǎo yùn sì hū yě dào cǐ yòng wán le ， zì cóng jié yīng chéng ， sì bǎi nián lái xiū wèi méi yǒu cùn jìn yí bù ， yì zhí shì yuán yīng chū qī de xiū xiān zhě ， shèn zhì lián chū qī dǐng fēng duì tā lái shuō dōu kě wàng ér bù kě jí de 。
可她的好运似乎也到此用完了，自从结婴成，四百年来修为没有寸进一步，一直是元婴初期的修仙者，甚至连初期顶峰对她来说都可望而不可及的。
With Liu Ying's finger pointing, the pinkish fog transformed into a vague flash of light that enveloped her opponent.
rú jīn tā de shòu wú zhǐ shèng xià sān bǎi duō nián ér yǐ ， jué duì méi yǒu xī wàng chōng jī lí hé 「 dàn yuè shì rú cǐ 。， méi xiāng yuè pà sǐ 。
如今她的寿无只剩下三百多年而已，绝对没有希望冲击离合「但越是如此。，梅香越怕死。
Slowly but surely, it chased after her, then fell heavily, trapping Mei Xiang within.
jiā shàng zài zhū zhǎng lǎo zhōng ， tā de xiū wèi běn bù chū zhòng ， cǐ shí cǐ 31， lì suī rán nì miǎn qiǎng zhī chēng dé zhù ， dàn xīn lǐ què xiān bēng kuì le 。
加上在诸长老中，她的修为本不出众，此时此31，力虽然逆勉强支撑得住，但心理却先崩溃了。
"Ahh!"
zì jǐ bù jiá sǐ 。
自己不恝死。
From the pinkish fog came a piercing scream, but soon, there was no sound. An early-stage Immortal had just perished.
tā hái yǒu sān bǎi duō nián hǎo huó 。
她还有三百多年好活。
The entire process seemed complex, but in reality, it took only an instant. Some cultivators didn't even realize what happened before everything ended.
rú guǒ yì zhí liú zài cǐ chù ， zǒng huì sǐ zài tiān jié xià de 。
如果一直留在此处，总会死在天劫下的。
"Before leaving, the sect leader entrusted me to deal with anyone who dares to be a traitor like Mei Xiang."
“ zhǎo sǐ ， jì rán xiǎng yào zuò pàn tú ， jiù bú yào guài běn gōng bù jiǎng tóng mén qíng yì le 。”
“找死，既然想要做叛徒，就不要怪本宫不讲同门情谊了。”
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jiàn duì fāng yī sī huǐ guò zhī yì dōu méi yǒu ， liú yíng de liǎn shàng shǎn guò yī sī lì sè ， yù shǒu yī fú ， cóng tā de yī xiù zhōng fēi chū yī piàn fěn hóng sè de xiāng wù 。
见对方一丝悔过之意都没有，刘莹的脸上闪过一丝厉色，玉手一拂，从她的衣袖中飞出一片粉红色的香雾。
I recommend a book for female readers titled "A Virtuous Lady." Book ID: 750173. She was reborn as the eldest daughter of an imperial merchant but neither her father nor mother loved her. After saving someone, she had to offer herself in exchange? Send something valuable and light; if it doesn't work, just take a cosmetic box and leave.
zhí jìng yuē yǒu bàn mǔ ， suī kàn bù qīng chǔ ， què yǒu gē bēng gē bēng de shēng yīn chuán rù ěr duǒ ， fǎng fú yǐn cáng zhe shén me guài wù 。
直径约有半亩，虽看不清楚，却有咯嘣咯嘣的声音传入耳朵，仿佛隐藏着什么怪物。
This book by Qin Zhenpeng ranks third in the female reader subscription list, definitely a good read.
Lin Xuan's mind raced as he suddenly felt a presence and turned his head. A faint, almost imperceptible flash of light appeared in his vision.
It was no doubt the Concealment Technique.
However, performing it right before him seemed a bit like showing off.
A sneer curled at the corner of Lin Xuan’s lips as his immense divine consciousness shot out towards the direction.
"Ah!"
A startled cry entered his ears. The overwhelming pressure had caused Su Jinchun to lose her concentration on her secret technique. A flash of spiritual light appeared, making the flash of light more noticeable.
The situation turned critical, but this woman was a late-stage Immortal in essence, and she remained calm despite the shock. An jade bowl flew out from her sleeve, spinning rapidly before releasing a dazzling light curtain that enveloped him. In his left hand, a golden-orange divine sword appeared.
"Not bad, not bad. You truly deserve to be the Master of the Far Horizon Pavilion," said a familiar voice.
"You… you're Uncle Lin?" Su Jinchun raised her head, but her surprise quickly turned into joy: "You… are Uncle Lin?"
It was no wonder she was surprised. A hundred years ago, they had fought side by side, but then Lin Xuan mysteriously disappeared and vanished without a trace. His uncle had been deeply saddened by his absence. Now, he had reappeared at the Far Horizon Pavilion.
Her gaze swept over Lin Xuan, and her expression became even more incredulous.
"Uncle, you… have reached the Separation Realm?"
She had always called him Uncle out of respect due to their sworn brotherhood with Ruyan. Although she was a late-stage Immortal, his abilities far surpassed those of his peers. That was because he practiced techniques that defied nature. A hundred years ago, her level was still one step below his, and now he had advanced while she remained at the same stage.
Yet, after a century, she was still far from reaching Separation Realm, but Lin Xuan had already ascended. How did he achieve it?
Su Jinchun's mind was filled with questions, but envy played a greater role. Her face showed a look of reverence.
"Congratulations on your advancement to the Separation Realm."
"Enough of these formalities," Lin Xuan waved his hand and tilted his chin slightly as he spoke. "Jinchun, I heard about the situation ahead?"
"I was just going to ask for Uncle's help." Su Jinchun smiled. Seeing Uncle advance to the Separation Realm meant that the crisis at the Far Horizon Pavilion had passed.
"Oh, are there enemies attacking again?" Lin Xuan's face showed a hint of surprise.
"Not exactly, Uncle, please listen…"
On another side, lightning danced in the sky as various attacks shot out from the vortex. The area was filled with chaotic spiritual energy. Nearly a hundred late-stage Immortals were either using secret techniques or theirsoul-bound treasure to defend themselves desperately.
As time passed, the attacks became more intense. Despite their efforts, the female cultivators began to falter. Many of them had already considered retreating if they could choose, but their guild leader's words were clear: whether Uncle survived was not just about her; it involved the prosperity and honor of their sect.
Moreover, retreating would be seen as betrayal. So despite their inner frustration, they gritted their teeth and persisted.
How long would this continue?
Sister Xi went to summon the condensation core stage disciples, but she wouldn't return immediately.
The howling sound was terrifying; it was likely from a Separation Realm cultivator. Su Senior Sister had been gone for so long that there were no signs of her.
Had she encountered danger?
Too many unknowns weighed heavily on their minds.
At the Far Horizon Pavilion, after a hundred years, panic once again gripped the sect.
"Second Senior Sister," Ji Yuemei flicked her hand, sending out a beam of light to block a wind blade from the vortex. Her body trembled slightly, but as a late-stage Immortal, she didn't find it too strenuous. She took advantage of this moment to release divine senses and monitor the movements of fellow cultivators.
"I understand, but…" Liu Ying knew what Third Sister was worried about. However, before she could finish, she suddenly turned her body with a look of ruthlessness on her face: "Seventeenth Sister, where are you going?"
A hundred feet away from Liu Ying, a female cultivator in red robes suddenly withdrew.
She was an early-stage Immortal named Mei Xiang.
Speaking of this woman, her path to cultivation had been quite different. She entered the Far Horizon Pavilion as a child and became a foundation stage cultivator before she turned thirty. Fifty years later, she advanced to the golden core realm, becoming an late-stage Immortal at two hundred and thirty-one years old.
Her speed was impressive, though not shocking, ranking among the top in the sect's elders.
However, her luck seemed to run out after forming a body. For four centuries, she had made no progress, remaining an early-stage Immortal, let alone reaching the peak of that stage. She only had about three hundred years left before her life ended, with no hope of reaching Separation Realm.
The more so, the more Mei Xiang feared death.
With her relatively weak cultivation in the sect's elders, she barely managed to hold on at this moment. Her mental state had already collapsed.
She did not want to die.
She still had three hundred years left.
If she stayed here, she would surely perish under the heavenly tribulation.
"Suicide attempt? If you wish to be a traitor, don't blame me for breaking our brotherhood."
Seeing no sign of repentance from her opponent, Liu Ying's face turned stern. She flicked her hand and released a pinkish fog from her sleeve.
The diameter was about half an acre, though she couldn't see clearly, there were sounds of cracking, as if something monstrous lurked within.
Her cultivation technique, The Withering and Flourishing Technique, was already bizarre to begin with. "Pain!"
With Liu Ying's finger pointing, the pinkish fog transformed into a vague flash of light that enveloped her opponent.
Slowly but surely, it chased after her, then fell heavily, trapping Mei Xiang within.
"Ahh!"
From the pinkish fog came a piercing scream, but soon, there was no sound. An early-stage Immortal had just perished.
The entire process seemed complex, but in reality, it took only an instant. Some cultivators didn't even realize what happened before everything ended.
"Before leaving, the sect leader entrusted me to deal with anyone who dares to be a traitor like Mei Xiang."
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I recommend a book for female readers titled "A Virtuous Lady." Book ID: 750173. She was reborn as the eldest daughter of an imperial merchant but neither her father nor mother loved her. After saving someone, she had to offer herself in exchange? Send something valuable and light; if it doesn't work, just take a cosmetic box and leave.
This book by Qin Zhenpeng ranks third in the female reader subscription list, definitely a good read.