CHAPTER 391: CHAPTER 389 RESCUE

Compared to the cautious approach on the way there, the return trip was much faster.

As the gap above them gradually widened, the darkness beneath their feet slowly faded away.

Along the way, Zhong Lin couldn’t hide the happiness on his face. Although he had accumulated some wealth with his alchemy skills during the few months since he joined the Heavenly Sword Sacred Land, most of it had been invested in his cultivation. When he left, he was penniless, cleaner than a monk, but now he returned with a hefty sum.

Indeed, a horse can’t get fat without night grass, a person can’t be wealthy without unexpected fortune!

"Senior Sister Tang, will you seclude yourself for cultivation as soon as we return to the sect?"

Chu Yu couldn’t hide her reluctance. She was very satisfied with this small group, and if Tang Yimei went into seclusion, the group would naturally dissolve.

Tang Yimei nodded and said, "These spiritual medicines are enough to exchange for the resources I need to break through the Yin Yang Realm. After the breakthrough, I will take the test to be promoted to Inner Sect Disciple. I will focus all my efforts on the breakthrough, and I’ll contact you after I succeed.

You too. Although the Xuandan Realm allows one to achieve extraordinary feats, in the Holy Land, it’s still just an Outer Disciple. Only by stepping into the Yin Yang Realm and comprehending the Yin Yang power of Heaven and Earth can one truly soar. Inner Sect Disciples already qualify to oversee an area. Even if one’s cultivation doesn’t advance further, one can hold the position of an Elder inside the sect, or establish a family outside, or even acquire lands and be enfeoffed to establish a kingdom."

Everyone fell silent upon hearing these words. The Heavenly Sword Sacred Land has tens of thousands of disciples, countless in number. Only by becoming an Inner Sect Disciple can one gain the sect’s attention.

The Yin Yang Realm truly is the backbone of the Holy Land, while the Outer Sect is merely cannon fodder.

Inner Sect Disciples who feel their cultivation is at a standstill can choose to assume the position of an Elder within the sect, gaining certain rights to continue making contributions.

They can also leave the sect, establish their own sect, or acquire lands and become a feudal lord, continuing to supply the sect with fresh blood.

But all of this depends on breaking through to the Yin Yang Realm and becoming an Inner Sect Disciple, or else one will always remain mere cannon fodder.

"What Senior Sister said is true, and once I return, I will also seclude myself for cultivation and strive to break through to the late stage of the Xuandan Realm as soon as possible."

Sang Xue rarely acted out, setting a goal for herself.

The others, though they didn’t speak, nodded heavily as well.

Tang Yimei saw this scene and couldn’t help but smile.

As they spoke, a bright light burst overhead—they had already flown out of the Earth Split Canyon.

Changsun Yue took a bell out of her storage bracelet and shook it twice. The sound spread at a special frequency; before long, accompanied by a series of "caw caw" sounds, a black dot came surging from the distance. The figure grew larger, revealing itself to be the Curly Pelican.

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Thud!

With a muffled thud, the Curly Pelican descended from the sky, kicking up large clouds of dust.

"After seeing so many demon beasts in the Canyon, this Curly Pelican seems adorably ugly by comparison."

Sang Xue touched her chin and said quietly.

The others chuckled in understanding. After all, the beasts in the canyon were mostly scorpions, centipedes, spiders, and mole crickets. The few Jade Horn Lions in the medicine garden were considered extremely beautiful, and no one knew where they had come from.

"Let’s go!"

Tang Yimei led the way onto the back of the Curly Pelican, with the others following closely behind.

Accompanied by a series of "caw caw" sounds, the Curly Pelican took off, darting into the clouds in the blink of an eye.

Beneath them stretched rolling mountains, above them a verdant sky; everyone remained silent, seizing this rare moment to set aside their tension and quietly appreciate the beauty before them.

In the Earth Split Canyon, they were always highly vigilant, afraid that some terrifying demon beast would leap out from an unknown shadow.

Just then, several columns of shocking black smoke burst forth in the distance, forming wolf-smoke-like pillars that seemed to pierce the sky.

Tang Yimei suddenly stood up, her eyes fixed intently on the smoke.

"Senior Sister, those are the Nine Curves Wolf Smoke signals; some of the sisters have been attacked and are calling for help."

Sang Xue joined Tang Yimei’s side, her expression solemn.

"Sister Changsun, change direction, rescue mission."

Tang Yimei promptly instructed Changsun Yue, who was steering the Curly Pelican.

"Understood."

Changsun Yue, understanding the urgency, didn’t hesitate and directed the Curly Pelican towards the smoke.

Chu Yu explained to Zhong Lin, "The Nine Curves Wolf Smoke is a magic artifact crafted by Sister Ying He for the sisters in the group. When activated, it creates a skyward wolf smoke that can be seen from miles away. It’s used to call for help and would never be used unless absolutely necessary—this means someone must be in danger."

Zhong Lin nodded in acknowledgment.

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"Sisters, hang in there. The Nine Curves Wolf Smoke has been released; help will arrive soon."

Mu Yan sat cross-legged on the ground, with an ancient-looking pipa placed before her. The wood at one end of the pipa was slightly scorched and as hard as iron, evidently made from Thunderstruck Wood. Her hands continuously played the strings, her fingers flying.

Every vibration of the strings unleashed a fierce Sword Qi, slashing the Black Winged Flying Centipedes that attacked.

These centipedes were as long as an adult’s arm, resembling centipedes, with a dark green body emitting a foul stench that left no doubt about their deadly poison.

Most bizarrely, these centipedes had a pair of wings like a bird, with feather-like black wings as hard as steel, enabling them to fly swiftly through the air.

"Damned demon scum! We didn’t seek them out, yet they dare attack us. Once we’re free, we’ll tear them to pieces!"

On the other side, a seductive woman wielding the Heavenly Destiny Sword gritted her teeth at the distant figures. Her long sword danced continually, unleashing terrifying Sword Qi with each swing, cutting down more Black Winged Flying Centipedes.

"Sister Mu Yan, I’ve run out of elixirs."

"I’m out too."

"I have one left. Wahh, Sister Mu Yan, are we going to die? The Nine Curves Wolf Smoke was sent out a while ago, yet no rescue has arrived. Did no one see it at all?"

Speaking was a girl merely at the Spirit Embryo Realm, her face was pale, and her Spiritual Origin in her dantian had long been exhausted. She sat cross-legged in the middle of four others.

At this moment, fear was written all over her face, tears streaming down her cheeks.

"Ling’er, don’t speak such despairing words. When dealing with Demon Martial Artists, losing confidence means losing everything."

Mu Yan shouted, "Sisters, never give up! Use me as a cover to quickly replenish your Spiritual Origin. Someone will come to save us. Even in death, we must embody the spirit of our Heavenly Sword Sacred Land. They’re just sewer rats; how could they disgrace us?"

There were five female disciples trapped, each with beautiful faces and exceptional grace. Inspired by Mu Yan’s words, their momentum surged.