Thousands of miles away--
*Rustle-Rustle---*
Under the curtain of rain, a pitch-black fox stepped on the sand without leaving a trace. It climbed on top of a cliff in the desert and looked with cold dark eyes at the immortal ships speeding southwest.
Then, it jumped off the cliff, merged into the shadow of the desert under the night rain, and fled in the direction of the two immortal ships...
...Fu Yuanhua held a snake-like spirit sword as she stood on the flying sword above the immortal ship, glancing at the *Justice Department* disciples who were resisting stubbornly on the two flying ships below.
Her gaze lingered on one person for three breaths before shifting to another one as she muttered, "No... No... It's not this either..."
Beside her, He Jiming was bored to death watching the ***Ghost Spirit*** Sect disciples engaged in killing, while Fu Yuanhua didn't allow him to participate.
"Elder Fu, how about letting me go..."
Fu Yuanhua simply ignored him and frowned slightly, caught in a dilemma. "No... Could he really be dead?"
If she really wanted to make a move, these *Core Formation* stage disciples of the *Justice Division* wouldn't last long. However, she was afraid she would accidentally kill the person with the *Spring Phase*, so she didn't participate in killing the immortal cultivators on the two ships.
Gu Mingxin on the other side said nothing the whole time, and now she was resting with her eyes closed. She was not interested in those disciples of the *Justice Division*.At this time, Xue'e flew up from the immortal ship below, landed on her shoulder, and shook her head slightly. *"Mingxin, she's not here..."*
Gu Mingxin slowly opened her emotionless red eyes. She cupped her hands and said, "Elder Fu, since I have nothing to do here, please allow me to go back and help the other group of ***Ghost Spirit*** Sect disciples kill the immortal cultivators on the destroyed ship."
Fu Yuanhua glanced at her and nodded after some consideration.
"Go ahead."
Gu Mingxin nodded expressionlessly, turned the flying sword, and flew back, splitting the wind.
On the other side, He Jiming, who was already very unhappy that he did not kill any immortal cultivator, saw Fu Yuanhua allowing Gu Mingxin to leave and immediately said, "Elder Fu, I'm going with Sister Gu."
"You can't..."
He Jiming couldn't believe it. "Why?!"
"These disciples of the *Justice Division* seem to have no strength to fight back, but even so, you can't deal with any of them. If you go, you'll be sending yourself to death..."
He Jiming gritted his teeth and widened his eyes.
"I am the third Young Master of the He family and my father is He Buqun, the Great Elder of the ***Heavenly Demon*** Sect. I listen to you to show my respect, but my father asked me to monitor Miss Gu and you let her go alone. How can I report to my father? Can I say that Elder Fu is obstructing me?"
"..."
"Farewell!"
He Jiming cupped his hands in salute and no longer cared about Fu Yuanhua's orders. Turning his flying sword, he followed after Gu Mingxin.
Fu Yuanhua frowned, but she let him be and closed her eyes, taking a deep breath.
When the magic treasure exploded, Gu Mingxin took the initiative to protect He Jiming's life. She should understand the stakes. It shouldn't be a big problem to let them deal with those half-dead disciples of the *Justice Division*...
With this in mind, Fu Yuanhua shifted her gaze back to the stubborn disciples on the immortal boat below and continued to search for the cultivator who possessed the *Spring Phase* spirit...
...
*Whoosh---*
Gu Mingxin broke through the clouds and rain. In just an incense stick burning's time, she was able to fly a hundred miles. Her expressionless face from when she was beside Fu Yuanhua gradually changed to a ferocious smile as time passed.
Xue'e, who was lying on top of her head, was pleased and at the same time worried when she saw her return to her lively appearance. She simply stopped talking and tried to help her block the wind and rain with her invisible body.
"Feng Yu Die, don't die in the hands of those ***Ghost Spirit*** Sect disciples yet!!!"
*Boom---*
The flying sword let out a supersonic blast and the rain seemed to have gotten heavier.
Gu Mingxin was riding the sword at full speed, almost causing it to explode with demonic spiritual energy. She had chased the two immortal boats with Fu Yuanhua and the others for nearly two hours, but it only took her less than half an hour to return, and now she was already above the wreckage of the crashed immortal boat.
*Thunderbolt---*
Amid the thunder and rain, a beam of white light in the sky illuminated the dark surroundings.
All around the wreckage, there were craters made by spells, as well as broken bodies and limbs of the disciples from both ***Ghost Spirit*** Sect and *Justice Division*, scattered everywhere.
Even though the rain washed away the bloodstains on the ground, the air was still filled with the metallic smell of blood.
Gu Mingxin landed and scanned the surroundings, looking for a silver-white figure, but she only found a small tuft of silver hair soaked in rain.
*Ding ding---*
The sound of swords clashing came from afar. It was not clear in the rain, but she caught it immediately. She summoned her blood-colored spiritual sword and stepped through the bloody rain pools to a slightly higher place on the sand dunes.
About a thousand feet away, the figure that should have been completely white was now dyed a faint blood-red color.
Feng Yu Die was panting, holding a sword snatched from a demonic cultivator, and she was fighting a *Core Formation* stage disciple from the ***Ghost Spirit*** Sect.
The two sword lights flashed, and the ***Ghost Spirit*** Sect disciple fell to the ground with his head cut off. Feng Yu Die could not hold on anymore and knelt on one knee. She used her sword to support herself as she coughed up a mouthful of blood.
Of the thirty-two *Justice Division* disciples, only five were left standing. The rest had become part of the desert in this last desperate battle.
Yun Jiujiu dragged her sword and limped up to her, helping her up.
"Feng Yu Die, I still have some strength... I'll carry you..."
At this time, a silver snake spread out from the dark clouds above.
*Thunderbolt---*
White light struck behind Gu Mingxin on top of the dunes, and her shadow lengthened infinitely until it landed at Feng Yu Die's feet.
*"Yu Die..."*
Feng Yu Die slowly raised her head and looked at Gu Mingxin who appeared above the dunes, her eyes widening slightly.
She had finally shown up when she least wanted to see her.
Yun Jiujiu looked up and saw yet another *Core Formation* stage cultivator. She took a deep breath and slung her sword over her shoulder.
"Shit! Where the hell did another one pop out from?"
As she said that, Yun Jiujiu took a step and rushed toward Gu Mingxin, but Feng Yu Die quickly grabbed her foot and made her fall face-first to the ground.
"Ouch?! You idiot... why are you pulling me?"
"Go! Take the remaining five people and go!!"
"What the hell?!"
Before she could react, Yun Jiujiu was dragged by Feng Yu Die by her ankles and thrown directly toward the remaining five *Justice Division* disciples.
Feng Yu Die took a deep breath and stood up. Swinging her sword in the air, she ordered solemnly. "Go!"
The five people behind her were taken aback for a moment before nodding their heads. Two of them grabbed Yun Jiujiu and summoned the flying swords, heading toward a valley not far away in the northwest direction.
"What are you doing?! Let me go!! I've killed so many *Core Formation* demonic cultivators, one more won't be a big deal!! I'm not afraid, damn it..."
Yun Jiujiu's voice was getting further and further away until it disappeared completely. Feng Yu Die breathed a sigh of relief, smoothed her messy bangs, and tied her hair back with a hairband.
"So embarrassing... To save those disciples, you even lost the spiritual energy to summon the Holy Emperor Dragon Body."
Gu Mingxin's eyes showed some disappointment. She slowly slid down from the top of the sand dune and stopped ten feet from Feng Yu Die.
"Ye Anping didn't come to save you this time? Looks like he abandoned you. Well, do you even deserve to be by his side? How nice would it be if I met him before you?"
"Young Master Ye will come. He will definitely come."
"Will he suddenly appear before I cut your neck like he did last time in the **Northern Region**? This time is a different situation. There won't be a loser like Jiang Mojiao holding me back."
Feng Yu Die bit her lips slightly, lowered her eyes to look at the broken spirit sword in her hand, and remembered what Ye Anping said to Gu Mingxin last time.
---*"Little Gu, you are all alone."*
She took a deep breath and said:
"Gu Mingxin."
"What?"
"You have been alone since you were young, without friends or relatives. I have Sister Pei, Sister Xiao, Jiujiu, Elder Qin, Miss Li... so many people around me, and Young Master Ye. They are all kind to me. But do you have any friends still alive in the **Eastern Region**? You envy me, right? You're jealous of me. That's you want to snatch my Young Master Ye away?"
"..."
"Stop dreaming. Even if I die in your hands today, Young Master Ye will not go to you. He will avenge me. In the past, every time I was in a life-or-death crisis, he would always come out and stand in front of me to help me shelter from the wind and rain, just like my master."
Gu Mingxin's red eyes slightly widened and showed hints of anger, but she did not refute.
"..."
"I heard Young Master Ye mention your master is the Patriarch of the ***Heavenly Demon*** Sect, right? He just wants your *Heavenly Demonic Scroll*. Do you want to go back and tell him that you have it and see what he will do to you?"
"..."
"There's a blood pool in the forbidden area at the back of the ***Heavenly Demon*** Sect's mountain. It's full of the blood of the disciples he's taken in over the past thousand years. Did you know about it? It's not written in the *Heavenly Dao Scroll*, and it's definitely not written in that scroll of yours. Young Master Ye told me about it."
Feng Yu Die stared into Gu Mingxin's eyes. She knew that if Gu Mingxin wanted to, she would tear her apart instantly.
She had already used all her strength just to stand up straight.
Therefore, the only thing she could do now was to stall for time, to give Jiujiu and the others as much time as possible to escape into that valley to the northwest.
Xiao Tian bit her lips and stood on Feng Yu Die's shoulder. No matter how silly she was, she knew what was going to happen. But she also knew that she couldn't cry even if she wanted to.
Of the previous owners of the *Heavenly Dao Scroll*, only a few were able to ascend to Immortality.
As for the others, they were either attacked by demonic beasts and killed, or they were depressed due to the loss of their loved ones and waiting for their lives to end, or they were killed by demonic cultivators...
At this point, Xiao Tian couldn't change anything. All she could do now was accompany Yu Die to finish this journey.
*"Sniff--"*
Gu Mingxin frowned. "Anything else you want to say?"
"Do you have any roasted chicken? I'm hungry..."
*Bang---*
With a flash of sword light, Gu Mingxin arrived in front of Feng Yu Die in almost one step and raised her sword to the side of her neck.
However, just as the blood-colored sword was about to touch her neck...
*Boom---*
The dark clouds in the sky suddenly dispersed, and a strong wind blew from behind her.
Gu Mingxin's eyes narrowed slightly, and the blood-colored sword stopped an inch from Feng Yu Die's neck.
Turning to look back, she saw a huge fox head formed of black spiritual mist in the sky. Even from a distance of almost a thousand miles, it was still visible.
Even if Xue'e didn't say it, Gu Mingxin immediately realized that something must have happened to Elder Fu.
In the next moment, a delicate voice came from between Feng Yu Die and Gu Mingxin. Xue Tianqiao, who had dug a hole in the mud, poked her head out of it.
"Oh~~ My master is here~~ Master~~ I'm here!! Yip---!!"
Feng Yu Die had entirely forgotten about her, but thinking that she was from the ***Demon Clan***, and the demonic cultivators wouldn't dare to harm her, she didn't care too much. However, she hadn't expected that she would dig a hole and hide underground...
*Yip---!!*
The fox's cry resounded thousands of miles, stirring up waves of turbulent sand.
Feng Yu Die exhaled heavily and simply fell to the ground. Looking at Gu Mingxin with the sword in hand, she said, "I told you that Master Ye will come."
At the same time, He Jiming's voice came over. "Sister Gu! That's..."
Hearing He Jiming's voice, Gu Mingxin looked back again, and after confirming that he had followed after her, she immediately raised her sword again and stabbed it toward Feng Yu Die's neck.
However, this time, she was stopped by Xue'e.
*"Mingxin! Don't kill her, leave a way out. Even if He Jiming is alive, his words are useless!! It's the same when you go back to the ***Heavenly Demon*** Sect..."*
"..."
Gu Mingxin looked at Feng Yu Die, lying on the ground and grinning at her, and she growled. "Tell Ye Anping that he owes me your life!"
*"Mingxin, take this fool away..."*
Before Xue'e finished speaking, Xiao Tian, who was floating in the air, punched her in the face, causing her to spin three and a half times.
*"Hey! Sneak attack!!"*
*"Golden Fool!!"*
"Xue'e, let's go!"
Gu Mingxin glared at Feng Yu Die fiercely, then flashed in front of He Jiming who had yet to react, and hit him on the back of the neck with the hilt of the sword. She tied him with a rope and jumped on the flying sword before leaving this place, heading east.
Just as she had flown up a hundred feet, a black mist suddenly gathered beside Feng Yu Die and then condensed into a black fox the size of a human, who raised its front paw and stepped on her face, glaring at her fiercely.
"Ying---!! Did that old woman Red Moon instruct you to use my disciple?!"
Feng Yu Die peacefully closed her eyes and relaxed.
Xue Tianqiao, half-buried in the mud, looked at her and tilted her head to ask. "Master, are your paws too smelly? Sister White Hair fainted."
"..."
