"Is there?" Huan Mao released her spiritual sense to check, but she didn't sense any cultivator's aura. "I don't sense any cultivator's aura."
"Yes, there must be a cultivator here," Chu Lingwei said with certainty. Although that trace of spiritual power was very weak and fleeting, Chu Lingwei was sure there was a cultivator here.
"Weiwei, the ghost cultivators behind us are catching up," Huan Mao sensed that the ghost cultivators were already close behind.
This area was outside the Wanfo Sect's market, and ghost cultivators generally did not set up camps here.
"Let's hide first and see here after they leave," Chu Lingwei led Huan Mao to conceal themselves in a dark corner.
She watched as the male cultivators passed by her.
These ghost cultivators, filled with murderous intent, headed in the direction Chu Lingwei had just escaped from.
"Third Senior Brother, you all be careful, the ghost cultivators might be heading your way." If these ghost cultivators failed to catch her, they might go towards Third Senior Brother's direction.
"Junior Sister, return quickly." Su Yan was very worried about his junior sister.
"Third Senior Brother, I sense a cultivator's aura here. I want to find out if there is indeed a cultivator here," Chu Lingwei replied, then led Huan Mao to search systematically.
Chu Lingwei searched bit by bit. After a long while, another faint trace of spiritual power flashed by. This time, it was different; this spiritual power carried a scent of blood.
"Weiwei, I sense it," Huan Mao sensed that trace of spiritual power this time.
"It must be here, let's search slowly." Chu Lingwei was currently standing by an ordinary hundred-year-old tree. It was just a normal willow tree, and she didn't sense anything unusual about it.
"Okay, I'll go look now."
Huan Mao leaped down and flew towards the direction where the trace of spiritual power was dissipating.
Chu Lingwei summoned her Nine Phoenix Cry Fan, held it in her hand, and sent strands of spiritual power through the wind, searching for the spiritual power she had just sensed.
For a full half an hour, the trace of spiritual power reappeared. This time, the spiritual power was even clearer than before.
Found it.
Chu Lingwei sensed the direction of the spiritual power, which was still within the Wanfo Sect.
"Should we enter the Wanfo Sect?" Huan Mao stared at the direction of the Wanfo Sect. The ghost emperor Tu Nie was there. If they entered, they might be discovered immediately.
"Forget it, let's tell Master about this first and let him decide."
Chu Lingwei was worried about disrupting her master's arrangements and led Huan Mao to retreat.
Not long after the message was sent, Chu Lingwei received a reply from her master, asking her to return to the new encampment immediately.
"Master."
Upon returning to the encampment and sensing her master's aura, Chu Lingwei's heart skipped a beat.
"Weiwei, are you injured?" Bei Chenfeng looked at his junior disciple, feeling a headache coming on.
"No." Chu Lingwei felt a warmth in her heart. Her master hadn't immediately blamed her.
"Mhm."
Bei Chenfeng nodded. "The disciples of Wanfo Sect have been found, you don't need to worry."
"Are they underground in Wanfo Sect?" Chu Lingwei guessed. That trace of spiritual power had originated from the direction of Wanfo Sect. With Wanfo Sect currently occupied by ghost cultivators, there was only one possibility: the Wanfo Sect disciples should be underground.
"Yes, I will take you all into Wanfo Sect tomorrow."
Bei Chenfeng turned around and looked at Wanfo Sect. This time, they could only succeed, not fail.
"Go and see your Second Senior Brother, he is injured."
"Yes."
Chu Lingwei went to Nangong Luo's room. He was meditating.
"Junior Sister, did Master punish you?" Nangong Luo opened his eyes, his gaze filled with exhaustion.
"Second Senior Brother, I have a spiritual condensation bead here." Chu Lingwei stepped forward, set up a barrier, took out a drop of spiritual condensation bead from her space, and offered it to Nangong Luo.
Nangong Luo looked at the spiritual condensation bead. His junior sister had given him one before. He had kept one drop and given the rest to his clan.
"Junior Sister, quickly put it away, Brother is fine."
Such an important item, Nangong Luo could not accept it again.
"Second Senior Brother, we will be entering Wanfo Sect tomorrow, you must recover your body quickly." Chu Lingwei insisted, her Second Senior Brother was severely injured. "Second Senior Brother, this is not a time for politeness."
Nangong Luo lowered his head slightly. He was indeed severely injured, and the pills he had on hand could not help him recover quickly.
"Thank you."
Seeing Nangong Luo accept the spiritual condensation bead, Chu Lingwei exited her Second Senior Brother's room.
The next day.
Nangong Luo, looking refreshed, came to find Chu Lingwei.
"Second Senior Brother."
"Thanks to Junior Sister, Brother has recovered." Nangong Luo fanned himself with a folding fan, dressed in red, as if his cultivation had advanced further.
"Second Senior Brother, why did you trick me out of Wanfo Sect?"
Chu Lingwei snorted lightly. She hadn't forgotten that she had been tricked out of Wanfo Sect by her Second Senior Brother.
Nangong Luo's smile held a hint of awkwardness. "Junior Sister, it was Master's command."
"But Second Senior Brother didn't tell me beforehand." Chu Lingwei didn't believe him. Even if Master had given an order, he should have informed her in advance.
"It was Master's command," Nangong Luo said again.
Chu Lingwei: "..." They all just used Master's name to pressure her, and she couldn't refute it.
"Junior Sister, do you want to know where Mei Ji is now?"
Nangong Luo saw his junior sister's anger and put on a devilish smile. His junior sister was more concerned about that damned sect female cultivator.
"Is she in Wanfo Sect?" Chu Lingwei's interest was indeed piqued by these words.
Nangong Luo shook his head. "No."
"Not there?" Mei Ji came to Wanfo Sect to save her master. "Did she save her master?"
"Her master is already dead."
Nangong Luo's eyes were extremely cold. Yesterday's battle with Tu Nie had resulted in many casualties among cultivators, and they were all powerhouses from various sects.
Chu Lingwei was shocked to hear of Mei Ji's master's demise.
"Was it killed by Tu Nie?"
Thinking back to the dark energy and spiritual power above Wanfo Sect yesterday, the battle must have been brutal.
"You could say that."
The cultivators who died yesterday would all be attributed to Tu Nie.
"Where is she now?"
Chu Lingwei turned around and looked in the direction of Wanfo Sect. Today, she wondered how many cultivators would perish.
The war between humans and demons would inevitably be bloody.
"Bing Ji Cliff."
Nangong Luo looked at his junior sister. Mu Shuyang's identity had already become clear.
"Junior Sister, after we finish with Wanfo Sect, I will avenge you."
"No, Second Senior Brother, I want to avenge myself."
Although Chu Lingwei didn't know why Mu Shuyang was determined to see her dead, she would definitely avenge this.
Nangong Luo was helpless, his junior sister's stubborn nature.
"Junior Sister, you cannot be willful."
"Second Senior Brother, I want to go by myself." Chu Lingwei insisted, she still wanted to know Mu Shuyang's intentions.
"All disciples of the Spiritual Cultivation Academy, heed my command and proceed to Wanfo Sect."
At this moment, the voice of their master rang out.