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"How is this possible!" Elder Nan quickly clasped his hands in front of the Sect Leader and explained, "Sect Leader, regarding the recent events at Little Nan Mountain, I feared that the rumors about the Azure Feather Bird would attract some malicious individuals. So, I specifically took a trip around Little Nan Mountain. When I went there, I can assure you that there were absolutely no Yuan Ying stage demon cultivators present."
"But there are barriers and illusions there," Song Xiaoling bit her lip, her cheeks flushing with heat.
It was at that moment that she realized those barriers and illusions were likely meant to trap those who approached the snake swarm, and there was also a concealment effect in place. If she hadn't personally gone there, she would have never sensed anything unusual.
The Sect Leader narrowed his eyes, finding the green-clad girl who had spoken somewhat familiar. "Who are you?"
Song Xiaoling quickly lowered her head. "I am the second disciple of Master Hanying, Song Xiaoling. I specialize in formations, which is why I could discern some clues."
She cast her gaze downwards, her expression dim. "It is my fault. If I had been more experienced and noticed the signs earlier, we wouldn't have fallen into such a predicament."
"Since it's difficult to detect from the outside, how did you discover it?"
Song Xiaoling explained, "While we were resting, one of my junior sisters went out to fetch water. When we couldn't find her after searching everywhere, we began to notice something was off around us. Later on, some other events occurred, and when we met up with Brother Lu and mentioned the barriers, that’s when—"
The Sect Leader frowned. "What happened?"
Song Xiaoling only added the part about the Blood Linglong being parasitized by the stone locusts.
Upon hearing that the Blood Linglong had been parasitized by stone locusts, an elder who specialized in alchemy stroked his beard thoughtfully. He furrowed his brow in confusion for a moment before suddenly clapping his hands in surprise. "Sect Leader, this matter is certainly suspicious!"
"Elder Huang, what do you find suspicious?"
Elder Huang began to break down the details for everyone. "First of all, stone locusts have low intelligence and would never think of parasitizing Blood Linglong to breed their young. On the contrary, stone locusts are one of Blood Linglong's natural prey; if they sense danger, they would instinctively avoid Blood Linglong instead of approaching it and parasitizing their young within."
"Furthermore," he continued, "the stone locusts and Blood Linglong have different attributes but both feed on blood and flesh. The stone locusts evolved to consume stones due to their relatively low self-defense and attack capabilities in nature. In contrast, Blood Linglong feeds on blood and generates vital energy; its blood essence is pure and rare in this world. If fed with Blood Linglong's essence, it might even cause the stone locusts to regress evolutionarily."
Elder Huang then probed further, asking if there were any differences in the young stone locusts they had raised. They received an affirmative answer.
Elder Huang nodded repeatedly. "Indeed! This is something only a skilled alchemist could achieve."
"Master, there must be some sinister intentions behind this. Xiao Nanshan is plotting something, and then this group of unsuspecting juniors accidentally stumbled into it, leading to this disaster."
Upon hearing this, Elder Nan shot him a glance, feeling a surge of dissatisfaction. "How do you know they stumbled in by mistake and that no one set a trap for them?"
He clasped his hands toward the Master. "Master, regardless of the circumstances, our Xiaoyao Sect must investigate this matter thoroughly. At the very least, we need to bring back the bodies of those disciples."
After he spoke, the hall fell into silence. Qingxuzi stroked his beard and let out a long sigh. "My disciple cannot die in vain. If that wretch truly harmed my disciple, I will make sure to grind him to dust!"
Qingxuzi was known for his kindness but never spoke empty words. When he said he would grind someone to dust, he meant it.
The Master felt uneasy upon hearing this and looked at him with concern. "Senior brother..."
Qingxuzi waved his hand. "Do not speak, Master. I know what I am doing; I will not lose my reason. All I want is to bring my disciple back and take revenge."
"Revenge? Master, who do you intend to take revenge on?"
At these words, Qingxuzi suddenly trembled and raised his eyes to see his precious disciple standing in the water mirror before him.
Su Lingyue and Song Xiaoling were equally astonished.
"Brother Lu, you... you’re here?"
"Yes, Junior Sisters. What were you two doing kneeling here just now?"
Su Lingyue and Song Xiaoling's faces turned red with embarrassment; they felt somewhat guilty. They couldn’t very well admit that they had mistakenly thought Lu Mingyuan and the others were dead and had come to mourn them.
Su Lingyue wiped her tears and quickly composed herself. "Brother Lu, how did you escape from the hands of that Nascent Soul beast?"
Lu Mingyuan scratched his head and chuckled. "I owe it all to you junior brothers and sisters."
Upon hearing that Qi Xiao had controlled the Ghost Cry Bell and that Zhao Jingjing and the others had come to rescue them, everyone’s expressions varied greatly.
Su Lingyue and the others felt even more ashamed. They had thought Qi Xiao was going to his death, but unexpectedly, he and the others had truly managed to save them.
Song Xiaoling looked at Qi Xiao, her expression complex. When did her junior brother become so bold and resourceful?
Understanding the confusion of the sect leader and the elders, Qi Xiao explained everything clearly, including the involvement of Xue Linglong. Upon hearing about their various encounters, the elders' expressions varied, and they gasped in astonishment.
It seemed that you all had faced quite a number of challenges.
The sect leader wore a smile, his demeanor gentle. Although the experiences Qi Xiao had gone through might not seem significant to them, it was remarkable that a group of Foundation Establishment disciples, fresh out of their training and facing dangers, could bring back their senior brother safely and soundly. Even for them, it would have been difficult to accomplish what Qi Xiao and his companions had achieved.
The sect leader couldn't help but sigh, acknowledging that Qi Xiao was indeed a student who surpassed his teacher, demonstrating the effectiveness of Master Hanying's teachings.
Ji Yang eagerly spoke up, "What about me, Sect Leader?"
The sect leader replied kindly, "You are also doing well. All of you have been taught well; when faced with difficulties, you can analyze them rationally and work together to respond. When encountering precious treasures, you can prioritize others' needs. Even in life-and-death situations, you do not abandon your fellow disciples. This is the demeanor that a disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect should possess."
Hearing the praise, several of them showed joy but also felt a bit embarrassed. This was high praise from the sect leader. It was already rare to see him twice; now they were being personally commended by him.
On the other side, Su Lingyue and her companions bit their lips in silence. The sect leader's praise for Qi Xiao and the others felt like a slap in their faces. Thinking about that group willing to risk their lives to save Lu Mingyuan—just a bunch of Foundation Establishment disciples—made Su Lingyuan and Song Xiaoling's feelings even more complicated.
Previously, they could argue that they were simply unable to help. But now, with Qi Xiao's accomplishments laid bare before them, such excuses no longer held water.
Indeed, they were afraid of death.
For a moment, both women stared blankly at Qi Xiao in the center of the crowd, smiling among everyone else, feeling somewhat unfamiliar with him.
Su Lingyue couldn't help but let out a soft sigh. It seemed he had changed so much. How had Qi Xiao suddenly grown so much in ways they hadn't seen?
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