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Ji Linglong had spent a night at the Baiyun Palace, and it was not in vain. At the very least, she had gathered a fair amount of information about the young women there, except for one girl named Su Yinyin.
This girl was strange; she remained quiet and indifferent, exhibiting a strong sense of wariness towards others. Aside from Ji Linglong, she was the only one who did not show any signs of panic. With her head bowed, she sat alone in a corner, lost in her thoughts.
Ji Linglong found her peculiar, but she couldn’t afford to dwell on that now. As soon as the other girls heard that she had a plan, their eyes lit up with excitement. They didn’t even have time to wipe their tears before they crowded around her.
"Sister Jiang, what’s the plan?" they asked eagerly.
Ji Linglong shushed them and pointed outside to ensure they huddled closer together before quickly whispering a few words. After she finished explaining, the girls exchanged glances, uncertainty etched on their faces.
"Sister Jiang, what if we get caught?" one of them asked anxiously.
"Don’t worry," Ji Linglong reassured them. "I have medicine made by a top-tier alchemist with a unique formula. Even if an elder from the Baiyun Palace’s pharmacy came to investigate, they wouldn’t be able to trace it back immediately."
"But if we take the medicine, how can we escape?" another girl questioned.
"The bride who takes the medicine will be safer," Ji Linglong explained. "Do you think Baiyun Palace would send a bride who is on the verge of death? They wouldn’t want to risk having the Dragon Lord suffer from an upset stomach!"
"As long as the bride takes the medicine and waits until after the wedding to take the antidote, pretending to be cured will suffice. The real trouble lies with you all trying to escape."
The girls looked worried. "What should we do then?"
After pondering for a moment and pretending to consider their situation thoughtfully, Ji Linglong said, "I’ve heard that the terrain in Wushan is unique; the barrier at the back mountain is particularly weak. If we could stack a few earth-grade thunderfire talismans together and set them off, we could surely create an opening."
Although Jiangling had enjoyed peace for many years, even a major sect like Baiyun Palace had neglected its defenses somewhat. However, it was still a protective formation; no matter how lax it had become, it still held some power. To ensure her plan went smoothly, Ji Linglong had no choice but to bring out her most treasured items.
These were earth-grade thunderfire talismans given to her by Old Chang—just a few of them—and now she was risking them all. Thinking about her future plans made Ji Linglong’s heart ache.
"Forget it; if I must give them away, then so be it."
With several earth-grade thunderfire talismans stacked together, even the most formidable formation would surely be blasted open!
The other girls didn’t recognize their value; they merely felt that since Ji Linglong vouched for these items, they must be powerful. They accepted them with a mix of confusion and trust.
Only Su Yinyin, sitting quietly nearby, noticed the deep blue-black color of the talisman paper and her eyes flickered with intrigue. She tightened her grip on her skirt and frowned slightly.
To use such high-grade talismans right off the bat—who exactly was this girl?
She must not be Jiang Xinlian!
Even the elders of Baiyun Palace might not possess a Xuan-grade talisman, let alone a mere city lord from a small town beneath Baiyun Palace!
Su Yinyin furrowed her brows, pondering deeply. She bit her lip and spoke softly. "Sister Jiang, can I go with you?"
Ji Linglong was taken aback.
Oh, this girl had been silent for so long that she almost forgot about her. It seemed she had realized this too, fearing she might not be able to escape, which was why she chose to speak up now.
Even with the assistance of the talismans, they could break through the protective mountain formation, but after all, Baiyun Palace was filled with cultivators; how could mere mortals contend with them?
Even if they managed to flee from here, they would most likely be captured again.
Having one more person could buy them a little more time.
"Oh, then you can go with Miss Qiao," Ji Linglong replied.
Qiao Wanwan was the oldest among the group of girls and had just received the talismans. She looked at Su Yinyin with warmth and seriousness. "Sister Yinyin, don’t worry. We will protect you."
Su Yinyin felt anxious. "No, I mean, I want to escape with Sister Jiang."
They had just devised a plan: one person would feign illness to draw attention while another would provoke the remaining people in front to distract them, allowing the others to sneak away.
Ji Linglong was supposed to be the one provoking.
As soon as she spoke, it drew surprised looks from everyone.
Qiao Wanwan considered her words carefully. After hesitating for a moment, she said, "Sister Yinyin, you should stay here. When the time comes, Sister Jiang might not be able to take care of you."
She still hadn’t voiced what she really meant; it could also hinder Ji Linglong’s plans.
Su Yinyin bit her lip, realizing she had misspoken.
Seeing her expression, Ji Linglong’s eyes flickered slightly as she sensed something amiss.
Why did this girl insist on following her? Did she sense something unusual about her?
Never mind; it would be better to get rid of this trouble first.
Ji Linglong spoke gently, "Miss Su, you should stay with Miss Qiao and the others. This way, you have a better chance of escaping."
As soon as these words left her mouth, the remaining girls looked at Ji Linglong with tears in their eyes, filled with gratitude and admiration.
This role of covering their retreat was the most dangerous; not only had she planned everything out, but she was also willing to take on this perilous role and give them a chance at survival.
The intense gazes made Ji Linglong feel a bit embarrassed; her smile gradually stiffened.
She admitted that she felt somewhat guilty, but what she said wasn’t entirely untrue.
She could indeed help them escape, but she hadn’t mentioned that once everyone fled, it didn’t guarantee they wouldn’t be captured again.
However, once the elders arrive, whether it’s a dragon or a worm beneath the water, they will all be mere lambs to the slaughter!
Ji Linglong forced a smile and asked, "Miss Su, what do you think?"
Su Yinyin looked at her deeply, clenched her fists, and silently lowered her head.
"I understand."
Suddenly, several knocks echoed from outside the room.
The leading disciple impatiently opened the door and scanned the room but found nothing unusual.
"What’s going on?"
The girls exchanged glances, seemingly trying to shift the blame onto one another. One girl sitting in the center quietly raised her hand.
She pressed her hand against her chest, her gaze drifting, her tone hesitant. "I... I feel a bit unwell?"
"Unwell?"
The disciple was skeptical. "What’s wrong?"
"I... I have heart pain. When it gets severe, I might faint. I’m already showing symptoms; you need to take me to the pharmacy quickly."
"Right, right! She has a heart condition; we can’t delay!"
"Yes, what if something happens? Can you bear that responsibility?"
The disciple remained doubtful but seeing their urgency, his mind began to waver towards suspicion.
"A heart condition? Sounds like a cover-up."
He sneered coldly. "No matter what illness you have, just endure it. If you dare to pull any tricks again, don’t blame me for showing you my true colors!"
With that, he turned and left.
As the door slammed shut in front of them, the girls complained indignantly.
"What do you mean by that?"
"Hey! Open the door! I really am sick!"
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