The two Nascent Soul Ancestors were shameless to the extreme, personally intervening without hesitation. Shen Qinghan and the Mistpeak Black-clothed Elder barely had any chance to resist and were easily captured.
The Sword Sect only sent ten disciples.
Although all were outstanding new talents within the sect, they were still only Foundation Establishment disciples and simply could not withstand the power of Nascent Soul cultivators.
Song Yu wasn’t captured; Qin Qin took her aside, holding her tightly and protecting her from behind.
“Ma-Master, this…”
“Silence! This is not a place for you, a mere junior, to interrupt!”
Song Yu’s face was filled with confusion and helplessness, clearly frightened by the sudden situation. She wanted to ask Qin Qin for an explanation but was sharply rebuked and dared not speak again.
Qin Qin’s condition for warning the other two sects was that they agree to keep Song Yu safe.
Since Song Yu was only a peak Foundation Establishment disciple, these Nascent Soul cultivators naturally did not take her seriously and agreed at once.
The two Nascent Soul old fiends did not kill, only casually inflicting heavy injuries on the two Peak Masters. All the Sword Sect’s captives were shackled with special material bracelets that suppressed spiritual energy flow.
Even cultivators at Shen Qinghan’s level—peak Golden Core—had their spiritual energy completely suppressed after being seriously injured, rendering them almost like ordinary mortals.
“For Xu Mu’s sake, we won’t utterly exterminate your Sword Sect.
Shen junior, don’t take offense at this old nun.”
The Nascent Soul from the Zen Sect smiled as she put a bracelet on Shen Qinghan.
Suddenly, she reached out and touched the Fuchen in Shen Qinghan’s arms.
“Junior’s Fuchen is quite unique and beautiful, warm and soft to the touch. Could it be a treasure?”
The “Fuchen” flicked twice involuntarily.
“Senior, that’s a fox!”
Qin Qin suddenly remembered Xu Muxue’s existence and hurriedly explained, “That’s Xu Mu’s little disciple, Shen Qinghan’s junior sister!”
“Run!!”
Shen Qinghan, who had been silent until now, suddenly spoke and forcefully threw the little fox far away. Xu Muxue transformed into a streak of white lightning, quickly fleeing into the distance.
The change happened in an instant, catching everyone off guard. By the time they reacted, Xu Muxue was already far away.
But in the next moment, the woman nun pinched the little fox’s nape.
“Hm? There’s actually a little fox.”
The nun raised Xu Muxue by the neck and examined her carefully.
“From the Fox Clan of Qingqiu?”
“I-I’m a scattered cultivator…”
With a snap, Xu Muxue was forced back to her original form.
“How could Xu Mu have taught a disciple only at early Foundation Establishment? Oh, I suppose your master hasn’t completed your training before his demise.”
In the cultivation world of the East Victory Divine Continent, Xu Mu was believed to have fallen into the Demonic Path, betraying the orthodox sect, gravely wounded by Heavenly Tribulation, and ultimately killed by his own disciple Shen Qinghan’s sword.
Xu Mu’s act was so convincing that even Shen Qinghan was once deceived.
Shen Qinghan was too grief-stricken and unwilling to accept that Xu Mu would do such a thing, so she secretly used the Heavenly Dao Decree to investigate the reasons behind Xu Mu’s fall to the Demonic Path.
Initially, she only sought peace of mind but unexpectedly discovered that Xu Mu was still alive.
Except for her three junior sisters, Shen Qinghan told no one. Thus, the cultivation world in East Victory Divine Continent remained completely unaware of Xu Mu’s survival.
If they knew Xu Mu was still alive, not even the Zen Sect and Qin Sect combined would dare to attack the Sword Sect.
Even if he had fallen to the Demonic Path, Xu Mu’s protectiveness would not change. If he learned Shen Qinghan was seriously injured by them, that madman would come alone and slaughter both sects outright.
Xu Mu was the only late Nascent Soul grandmaster in the East Victory Divine Continent!
“But your master is finished, so don’t dwell on it.”
The nun smiled kindly as she placed a Binding Spirit Shackle on Xu Muxue’s wrist.
“Fortunately, he’s done for, or our two sects would never have a chance to recover.”
“Jingchen Elder Nun, I’ve got you marked!”
Xu Muxue bared her teeth fiercely.
Back when I roamed the East Victory Divine Continent, this old nun was still just a Foundation Establishment cultivator!
Now she’s putting on that profound, dignified act—phooey!
“Xu Mu’s disciple sure has character.”
Jingchen Layperson was momentarily surprised but took no offense. With a casual wave, Xu Muxue was tossed into the pile of captured Sword Sect disciples.
A Foundation Establishment cultivator stepped forward, handing over the Peak Leader’s Golden Seals found on Xu Muxue and the Black-clothed Elder to Jingchen and the strange tumor cultivator.
“Reporting to the two elders: no Sect Master Command Token was found in Shen Qinghan’s Qiankun Pouch.”
Jingchen Layperson frowned slightly, turning to the strange tumor cultivator.
“Iron Qin Daoist, what do you think?”
Iron Qin Daoist snorted coldly.
“There is a binding restriction from Xu Mu in Shen Qinghan’s divine sense, so soul-searching is impossible. Take these captives back first, and we’ll make long-term plans.”
Pretending to be unconscious, Xu Muxue was inwardly relieved.
Thankfully, she had left a hidden measure on Shen Qinghan; otherwise, forcibly applying Soul-searching Secret Art would severely damage her divine sense.
Then her adorable disciple would become a little fool!
“That’s the only option.”
Jingchen Layperson nodded, waved her hand to summon the Lingzhou, and after chanting a few incantations, the Lingzhou instantly transformed into a streak of light, speeding away.
***
Today was the third day Xu Muxue had been imprisoned. She had already been sulking in a little corner for three days straight.
She didn’t want to be locked up anymore.
It wasn’t that she hadn’t considered the possibility that the Qin and Zen sects might suddenly betray them, or even that a Nascent Soul old fiend might show up.
After all, there was a severe misfortune engraved on Shen Qinghan’s body, so she had to stay vigilant and prepare for the worst.
But no matter what, losing was losing. She had only recovered to Foundation Establishment strength and barely managed to fight a minor Golden Core cultivator.
Without special means, there was no way to contend with Nascent Soul old fiends.
However… experience beats youth. A true Divine Transformation stage cultivator wouldn’t let limited strength restrict their thinking.
She had to find another way.
Fortunately, out of concern as an Old Father System, Xu Mu had laid countless restrictions on Shen Qinghan. Even those two Nascent Soul old fiends couldn’t easily break them for now.
If Shen Qinghan were truly tortured and shackled by them, Xu Muxue would probably go mad without hesitation.
“Sigh, why is this progress bar filling up so slowly…”
Xu Muxue lifted her shirt, looking at the slowly creeping mark on her lower abdomen and sighed helplessly.
Because her spiritual energy was confiscated, Xu Mu could not summon the Multi-Children Multi-Fortune System and temporarily couldn’t check Shen Qinghan’s Event Points.
Instead, the system was personalized and displayed a progress bar directly on Xu Muxue’s body.
And the placement was somewhat strange.
“Three days, it’s been three days! Another three days after that, when will I get to stir things up?!”
Xu Muxue rolled around on the floor.
Qinghan, you better hurry up!
Suddenly, her lower abdomen trembled. She looked down excitedly and found that the pattern had formed a small heart, radiating a pink glow.
[ Obtained Shen Qinghan Event Points: 30/100, unlocked skill: “Theft” ]
Xu Muxue’s eyes darted with cunning.
Time to stir things up!