Chapter 192: A Bit of an Urgent Matter

Ye Xiaotian’s face showed a complex expression. He looked at Luo Leilei, who was deeply moved, and thought to himself that this was no longer possible.

No one could tolerate their home being violated by the same group twice!

He turned to Jiang Bianyan and said:

“Tian Sang Ling Gong’s main gate is under attack by high-level members of Sheng Nu. Jiang Dianzhu, I’ll leave that to you.”

Jiang Bianyan naturally nodded. He had come to Tian Sang Ling Gong precisely for this purpose, and helping now would allow him to soon call in this favor.

He glanced sideways at Yu Zhiwen, a hint of hesitation in his eyes. If this turned into a Wangzuo-level battle, this young woman couldn’t participate—what if she got hurt…

“Jiang Dianzhu, you go ahead. I’ll stay here,” Yu Zhiwen said, her gaze sharp, having understood the situation.

She looked at the blind young man in front of her, then glanced at Xu Xiaoshou’s sword sheath. These two matters were her top priorities.

“Very well, be careful.”

Seeing Jiang Bianyan agree, Ye Xiaotian turned back to Qiao Qianzhi and said:

“Hurry, take Lao Xiao and Jiang Dianzhu over there!”

“Just the two of us?” Qiao Qianzhi’s heart tightened. Adding Lao Xiao’s side, that made five Wangzuo-level experts. Could it be that the Mengmian Ren had returned?

“It’s not the Mengmian Ren, but the intruder… is very strong!”

Ye Xiaotian’s brow furrowed in bitterness. He clearly knew what Qiao Qianzhi was thinking. Yet, the message from Xiao Qixiu hadn’t revealed the intruder’s identity.

Given that guy’s temperament, summoning so many people at once meant the newcomer was definitely dangerous.

“Let’s go!” Qiao Qianzhi didn’t dare delay.

Just as the two were about to leave, Ye Xiaotian suddenly called out:

“Wait!”

A look of intense conflict appeared on the white-haired Dao Tong’s face. Looking at Qiao Qianzhi’s puzzled expression, he finally said:

“If necessary, you can use that array you’ve been researching…”

Qiao Qianzhi’s eyes lit up instantly.

“Really?”

Jiang Bianyan watched the two exchanging cryptic words, feeling utterly confused. He glanced at the middle-aged man beside him, who always wore a smirk, and suddenly caught a whiff of danger.

Ye Xiaotian sighed helplessly:

“Try to protect our people as much as possible—don’t blow everything up.”

Qiao Qianzhi became instantly excited, as if afraid Ye Xiaotian might change his mind, and vanished in a flash.

Jiang Bianyan was stunned.

“Go on, I’ll handle things here.” Ye Xiaotian turned his attention back to the blind young man, as if seeing the shadow of the Mengmian Ren in him.

That guy—if he wasn’t at the Ling Gong’s main gate, where could he be?

Sang Lao, can you hold on…?

As Jiang Bianyan turned and left, Ye Xiaotian resumed his standoff with the blind young man. The moment he thought to move, he saw the blind man pull out another piece of jade.

Ye Xiaotian:

“…”

He finally understood the Mengmian Ren’s intention: using a mere Jian Zong to tie up his own combat strength, then breaking through from another part of Tian Sang Ling Gong?

What a cunning plan!

“Release the person.” The blind young man’s tone was flat.

“Naive!” Ye Xiaotian laughed mockingly. “Do you really think you can hold me back with just that piece of junk stone?”

“You’re wrong…”

Lei Shuangxing shook his head and pulled out another piece of jade.

“It’s two pieces.”

Ye Xiaotian:

“…”

Xu Xiaoshou nearly burst out laughing. This serious brand of humor was the most deadly—this guy had a real talent for making people double over.

Just then, everyone’s ears picked up the dean’s telepathic message:

“All personnel, retreat immediately!”

The battle here was beyond what the enforcers could handle.

These people had originally come to wait for entry into Tian Xuan Men to repair the small world. Coincidentally, Xu Xiaoshou had been urgently assigned to plant the Cheng Tian Mu, turning their task into capturing spies.

But once high-level combat was involved, these individuals were insignificant—staying would only mean death.

Although Lei Shuangxing had no Lian Ling cultivation, his Jian Zong abilities alone could crush many ordinary Zongshi experts.

Add in the jade stones he held, and if he went wild, few here could survive.

“Let’s go!”

The moment Xu Xiaoshou heard they could leave, he was overjoyed. He could hold on, but A Jie was on the verge of collapsing.

It vibrated excitedly in his chest, trembling like an electrified iron ball…

The black-clad figures scattered, but Lei Shuangxing refused to let them go. These guys were his lifeline—releasing them would be suicide.

With a thought, the floor hummed and trembled, sending gravel floating into the air and exploding with endless sword energy, like a swarm of swords encircling everyone.

Zongshi-level sword intent!

The black-clad figures hesitated, trapped in place. The floating sword-path gravel radiated a menacing intent that could easily pierce through flesh.

“Wan Jian Gui Zong?”

Xu Xiaoshou was somewhat surprised, because he knew this move too!

Back during the battle at Tian Xuan Men against the gray fog figure, after his “Jian Shu Jing Tong” had advanced, he could strip a thousand trees bare and form swords from ten thousand leaves.

This predicament didn’t seem too hard to break.

Suppressing his eagerness to try, Xu Xiaoshou dashed to Mu Zixi’s side. The priority was hiding.

“Hurry, let’s head to Ling Cang Ge!”

From what he could see, Ling Cang Ge was one of the few safe spots in Tian Sang Ling Gong.

Maybe Sang Lao was still there refining pills. With that elder watching over, even if the Mengmian Ren found them, he definitely couldn’t take them away.

But Mu Zixi didn’t move, leaning motionless against the pillar with a pained expression on her face.

“What’s wrong?”

“It hurts…” The young girl squeezed her eyes shut, her face pale and ashen.

Xu Xiaoshou was stunned. How could she drop the ball at a critical moment?

“Where does it hurt?”

He paused for a moment and asked doubtfully:

“Your stomach?”

Mu Zixi:

“…”

“Received curse, passive value, 1.”

“Your head!”

Xu Xiaoshou checked her forehead and found it burning hot. What was wrong with this girl? She was fine just a moment ago…

“Brain fever?”

You’re a Lian Ling master—how can you even get a fever?

Mu Zixi seemed to be in agony, clutching her head and not even able to curse properly.

“Xu Xiaoshou, save me… ugh!”

Xu Xiaoshou immediately smeared a bit of honey on her. He had no idea what was wrong with Mu Zixi, but this was his only lifesaving method.

Chi Jin Ye—hopefully it could reduce the fever…

“Hold on, we’ll go to Ling Cang Ge and find Sang Lao. He should be able to save you!”

He scooped her up in his arms. This girl was truly petite and delicate—back at Tian Xuan Men, carrying her had often led to stumbles, and now she felt weightless.

After a thought, Xu Xiaoshou pulled out the “Sheng Ming Ling Yin” and deftly tucked it into her clothes.

“Hang in there!”

The crowd was growing anxious. Zhao Xidong and the four Zongshi had fallen, leaving the enforcers leaderless.

Even after Xu Xiaoshou did all this, no one paid attention—everyone was focused on breaking free.

But that sword-path gravel was no joke, like a porcupine: it stayed still if you did, but strike and you’d end up bloody.

Seeing many enforcers already collapsing, Ye Xiaotian’s white hair fluttered as his anger flared.

Did this blind man think he was invisible?

Before he could move, Lei Shuangxing spoke up:

“I almost forgot, our leader asked me to pass on a message.”

Ye Xiaotian snorted coldly:

“What message?”

“The injury from your severed arm—has it healed?”

At these words, Ye Xiaotian felt a faint pain at the stump of his former arm.

His knuckles cracked as he gritted out:

“Thanks to him, the arm has regrown, and now it can slay Sheng Nu!”

Lei Shuangxing chuckled lightly:

“Our leader said, if it’s healed, then let’s sever it once more.”

“Ha ha ha!”

Ye Xiaotian laughed derisively, his eyes full of scorn:

“If he were here in person, I’d believe it. But with just you and that jade stone, what can you accomplish?”

“Blindly attacking?”

Lei Shuangxing wasn’t provoked. He calmly gripped the jade in his hand, ready to crush it at any moment:

“It can lock onto targets.”

The entire hall of several hundred people froze. So… earlier, it had directly locked onto Tian Sang Ling Gong’s great array?

Did that mean it could strike whoever it targeted?

Given that level of attack power, even the dean would struggle to block it!

Just then, the sword-path gravel surrounding everyone suddenly erupted with a second layer of sword energy, forcefully pressing down all the floating debris.

A young figure dashed past the front of the council hall, looking anxious as he carried a woman, brushing shoulders with Lei Shuangxing and bolting straight out along the path he’d come from.

“Sorry, I’ve got an emergency. I’m heading out first—you all take your time chatting.”