Tap tap tap～
Xu Muxue sat atop the luxurious Panglong Palanquin, flicking the soft whip in her hand.
“Hurry up, hurry up! Stop dawdling one by one!”
One of the big bald heads carrying the palanquin at the front suddenly lost his strength and half-kneelingly collapsed to the ground.
Xu Muxue sharply struck his bald head with the whip, then flicked the whip, sending him flying out, knocking away a whole bunch of bald heads along the way.
“Fly, fly! Change, change!” Xu Muxue pointed her whip casually.
“You, come!”
“M-me?”
The chosen lucky bald head instantly turned ashen, his legs trembling like sifted chaff.
“Come on over!”
Xu Muxue whipped and dragged him to a corner of the palanquin.
“Still no using spiritual power, only your physical body to carry. If I catch you cheating… hmph hmph.”
“Yikes?!”
The many Zen Sect disciples went pale as if they had just thought of the most terrifying thing.
Terrifying! That female demon is so frightening!
***
Just before this, the female demon from the Qin Sect had suddenly conjured a palanquin from nowhere, sat on it herself, and forced them to carry her.
The worst part was—no spiritual power allowed!
This Panglong Palanquin was no ordinary object; it was obviously a high-grade magical artifact, emitting strong spiritual energy fluctuations.
Without using spiritual power, not to mention the weight of the palanquin itself, just the spiritual energy it carried was enough to cause immense burden to Foundation Establishment cultivators.
And that female demon was whipping them!
Damn it, this is unbearable!
We Zen Sect disciples are like Arhats—slaying dragons and taming tigers daily. How could we be humiliated beneath such a delicate little girl?!
Today, our Zen Sect shall eliminate the demon and defend the Dao! Demon girl, prepare to die!
Then Xu Muxue flicked her whip and casually summoned Heavenly Dao Thunder.
“Heavens, that’s Dao, that’s the aura of the Great Dao!”
A disciple specializing in the Soft Whip Dao kneeled devoutly, tears streaming down.
“She actually entered the Dao through whip technique. Am I dreaming, right?”
“Dream your big dreams!”
Xu Muxue cracked the whip on his head. “You carry for the first round!”
“Alright, little senior sister! Can I carry from behind? I want to smell your little fragrant breeze… oh no, I mean, I want to get close and comprehend the Whip Dao.”
“……”
Xu Muxue silently whipped him away and swapped in a bald head with an instantly cool and aloof aura.
“Don’t say I’m bullying you guys. This Panglong Palanquin has the effect of tempering the body, it just can’t resist your own spiritual power, or else it won’t work at all. Senior Sister is helping you cultivate, you’d better not be ungrateful! Move!”
And so, the big bald heads’ green energy rickshaw set off.
***
Xu Muxue knew Shen Qinghan was probably still enduring torture.
Because in her System, Shen Qinghan’s Event Points kept increasing.
Now they had reached 50/100.
She knew clearly that these mediocre fools from the Qin and Zen Sects most likely couldn’t break the restriction she had left behind.
But her disciple was suffering, and she was anxious!
When anxious, she wanted to hit someone.
Coincidentally, after reaching 50 Event Points, the System rewarded her with a Panglong Palanquin.
[ Detected Nascent Soul cultivators using Primordial Spirit to search the host, immediately enter palanquin Sanctuary Formation to block Primordial Spirit detection ]
Sigh, I, Xu Muxue, really don’t want to torment you all.
In the martial world, one’s hands are tied!
“Move! Move! I’m the Little Emperor, meow haha!”
Xu Muxue arrogantly waved her whip.
Although Xu Mu was absent, his residual aura still stunned everyone!
“Demoness, you’re going too far!”
A Zen Sect disciple could no longer endure.
Xu Muxue cracked her whip, “What should you call me?”
“Uuugh, little senior sister…”
“Enough, take me to the Inviting Spirit Array. You bunch of dullards never let me have peace!”
But little senior sister, you haven’t actually helped with any work, you’ve only been whipping us nonstop…
No one dared to say this aloud, so they carried Xu Muxue toward the Inviting Spirit Array.
This Inviting Spirit Array was crafted by a Nascent Soul Middle Stage cultivator and was of considerable scale.
The formation was set at the center of the Qin and Zen Sects. If the Spiritual Vein that the Sword Sect occupied were transported here, it would perfectly benefit both sects…
That said, why not just set up one in each sect?
Directly channeling the purest spiritual energy inside the sect would be better than letting some energy be wasted radiating in between, right?
Moreover, it wouldn’t be difficult technically; it would just mean splitting the large Inviting Spirit Array into two smaller ones.
Suddenly, Xu Muxue’s mind stirred.
“Who designed this Juling Array?”
The disciples carrying the palanquin inwardly grumbled.
Don’t you even know that?
So you really don’t know any of the work here and just came to torment us?
But no one dared show the slightest discontent, answering respectfully, “Little Senior Sister, it was your Qin Sect’s senior, Qingfeng Daoist.”
“Oh, that guy!”
Xu Muxue immediately understood.
Qingfeng Daoist was the only cultivator from the Qin and Zen Sects to have successfully broken through to Nascent Soul Middle Stage, the Qin Sect’s greatest reliance and confidence.
Only Xu Mu knew that he had actually never passed the middle stage breakthrough.
He had been possessed.
After Qingfeng Daoist was possessed and advanced to Nascent Soul Middle Stage, no one in the entire East Victory Divine Continent, except Xu Mu, noticed anything strange.
But Xu Mu didn’t interfere.
Qingfeng Daoist’s failure and death during the breakthrough was simply the limit of his own ability. Being possessed was the chance of whoever performed the possession, and since it was a naturally dying body, it was not some evil cultivation.
Xu Mu, as a Divine Transformation stage cultivator, was aloof from such matters and shouldn’t meddle.
But if the flames spread to her, that would be different.
Xu Muxue sneered coldly.
She also knew who had performed the possession. Judging by the spiritual energy fluctuations of that Nascent Soul, it was clearly an old monster from the Immortal Clan.
Probably because the physical body was nearing its limit and breakthrough impossible, they sought a young body to continue their plans.
Immortal Clan, always Immortal Clan.
Xu Muxue knew the clan’s scheming nature; they always regarded the Three Sects as a thorn in their side and sought to dominate the East Domain’s cultivation world.
But if their current target was only the Qin and Zen Sects, Xu Muxue didn’t particularly care; everyone could hold their own.
At worst, after rescuing Shen Qinghan, she would wander the world with her and find a way to repair her spiritual root.
The excuse was easy; Shen Qinghan had said she would leave the Sword Sect after settling matters here, and they, as sisters, would go find Xu Mu.
As for what would happen to the Sword Sect later?
Sect Leader Xu Mu was already dead, so how could the Sword Sect concern Xu Muxue?
But obviously, while the mantis stalks the cicada, the oriole lurks behind.
Behind this sudden assault of the two sects on the Sword Sect lay a greater scheme.
A scheme that probably even the Qin and Zen Sects themselves were unaware of.
And Shen Qinghan would clearly be the first victim of this plot.
No matter how many sects and factions in East Victory Divine Continent make a fuss, Xu Muxue wouldn’t care.
But anyone who dares lay a hand on Shen Qinghan…
Her eyes gradually turned icy cold.
Judging from the situation, it might be time to use that move…