CHAPTER 912: CHAPTER 397: GREAT UPHEAVAL AMONG THE BAI IMMORTALS, A FORTUITOUS MISTAKE (PART 3)

The old woman frowned and said, "Then you must be careful."

"With the Mirage Mirror, what are you afraid of?" Old Monster Li sneered.

"Those people are all mortals, how can the Jiushan Sect notice?"

"The people I choose are not the kind to lose their lives easily."

The old woman had nothing more to say.

Old Monster Li was not someone without calculations.

But she still felt a little uneasy and frowned, "Now without a caravan, how long do we have to wait?"

Old Li was silent for a moment, then transmitted directly to her: "If we can’t find a caravan in a month, we’ll go on our own."

The old woman was stunned and looked at another middle-aged Nascent Soul.

This person was previously a sect elder of the Hundred Immortals Alliance and has now defected.

Those small factions of the Hundred Immortals Alliance were vaguely gathered around him.

"The reason we are looking for a caravan is simply because the target is too large, and neither of us can let go of these disciples."

He glanced meaningfully at several disciples behind him.

"Are you suggesting... escaping alone?"

Old Monster Li nodded.

"Then why involve me..."

The old woman’s expression became increasingly strange.

Old Monster Li grinned, "Without the Mirage Mirror, these people will die anyway, so why not..."

The old woman was startled, realizing in her heart that he harbored murderous intentions towards those in the cave.

There were only three Nascent Souls in the cave.

He approached her only because he was wary of that middle-aged Nascent Soul and wanted the two to join forces to seize its treasures.

"Think about it, the treasures in their hands are the accumulation of several sects over many years."

A hint of temptation flashed across the old woman’s face.

Old Monster Li continued, "If they stay alive, they will definitely expose our identities."

Upon hearing this, the old woman finally made up her mind and said, "You’re abandoning your disciples?"

Old Monster Li shook his head slightly and said, "Too conspicuous; once we’re out of the Hundred Immortals Alliance, we can rebuild easily."

"With Spirit Stones in hand, why worry about having no disciples?"

The old woman understood that for one or two people, disguises were easy.

If there were many, it would be a different story.

Looking at the few disciples beside her, she felt a bit reluctant—these were people trained over many years, useful individuals, and suddenly abandoning them was indeed difficult.

It was only after a long time that Old Monster Li saw her nod gently.

...

The next day.

A roar erupted from the cave.

"Old Monster Li, how dare you plot against me!"

This middle-aged cultivator’s face was flushed with gold and purple, clutching his abdomen, glaring at Old Monster Li with eyes wide open.

He looked to the side and saw the old woman standing at the cave entrance, blocking his way.

"You are indeed alert."

Old Monster Li’s expression was also somewhat displeased. He hadn’t expected this middle-aged Nascent Soul to evade his sneak attack.

"You all..."

Seeing the Nascent Souls fighting, everyone in the cave was terrified.

They wanted to escape the cave, but the old woman blocked the entrance.

All they could do was huddle in the corner, watching the confrontation between the three.

The middle-aged Nascent Soul’s gaze moved from Old Monster Li to the old woman, seemingly realizing that the two had already reached an understanding.

"As expected... you foreign loose cultivators have no honor!"

Old Monster Li suppressed his annoyance, calculating that with two against one, he was sure to win. Listening to the middle-aged cultivator’s scolding, he even laughed, "Honor? You are the traitors of the Hundred Immortals Alliance!"

"..."

"Alliance Leader Zheng might even thank me for cleaning house for him!"

The middle-aged cultivator’s face turned white with anger, rendered speechless, and gritted his teeth, "Must you eliminate us completely?"

Old Monster Li said nothing, only producing a black rope with his hand.

The old woman also took out a turquoise butterfly-shaped hair accessory, holding it in her hand.

Old Monster Li said coldly, "The Mirage Mirror can’t hide the fluctuations of spiritual power; make it quick and withdraw promptly."

The old woman’s face also turned serious.

Old Monster Li had wanted to sneak attack because he feared attracting people from the Jiushan Sect, but he hadn’t expected this middle-aged Nascent Soul to be so cautious, thereby delaying the matter.

Although the middle-aged Nascent Soul had avoided a fatal blow, he was severely injured, and faced with two Nascent Souls, he knew he had no chance of escaping alive.

Hearing Old Monster Li’s words, a grim smile appeared on his face instead.

"Quick battle and resolution?"

"Afraid of being discovered by the Jiushan Sect?"

"Let’s see where you can escape to!"

Old Monster Li was greatly alarmed, shouting, "No!"

He saw the middle-aged cultivator’s Nascent Soul fly out from the top of his head, spiritual power surging like a giant wave.

The newly excavated cave rumbled with cracks appearing on the rock walls, faint beams of sunlight piercing through the gaps.

"Friend! Is this necessary?"

Old Monster Li never expected such decisiveness; self-detonating without hesitation.

As he flew away, he shouted, full of regret.

The power of a Nascent Soul’s self-detonation was immense, something the Mirage Mirror could never conceal, and the Jiushan Sect wasn’t blind; they would undoubtedly notice.

After the detonation, most of the treasures would likely also be lost.

More importantly...

He was too close!

With the middle-aged cultivator self-detonating, even Old Monster Li’s most powerful protective measures couldn’t shield him. Surviving would mean being gravely harmed.

In the future, escaping from the Hundred Immortals Alliance would be exceptionally difficult.

Facing death here, he felt overwhelming regret, swearing that if someone could block this middle-aged cultivator, he would repay them, even at the cost of his life.

...

Someone did indeed intervene.

But Old Monster Li would rather they hadn’t; he would have preferred to bear the brunt himself.

A golden figure descended slowly from above. This person spread his five fingers, and the spiritual power that had surged like a violent storm was calmed by a single palm.

Shi Nandang held the middle-aged cultivator and turned to the four Jiushan Sect Nascent Souls behind him, saying, "It’s alright; the injuries are severe but treatable."

Treat?

Old Monster Li’s face showed surprise.

Shi Nandang seemed to read his expression and chuckled softly, "The Sect Leader said, you people... are more useful alive than dead."

Shi Nandang had a strange expression as if wanting to laugh, "He said something about the finest cattle and horses being too valuable to waste."

Old Monster Li regretted; his earlier swear felt as insubstantial as wind, yet it had come to fruition so swiftly!

"By the way, from the way you’re looking at me..." Shi Nandang looked at Old Monster Li, frowned, and suddenly asked, "Do you know me?"

"..."

Seeing his expression, Shi Nandang naturally understood the answer, looking back at Xiaoqing on the Shenxiao Warship, he thought to himself that this young one, Xiaoqing, had inadvertently rendered a great service and perhaps also saved his own life.