Feng Ming flew towards Tu Nie and began to spew Netherfire at him.
"Feng Ming!"
Chu Lingwei saw Feng Ming's actions and it was too late to stop her, watching as her Netherfire shot towards Tu Nie.
As Tu Nie appeared in the air, he felt a scorching heat blast towards him.
He channeled Yin energy to strike it away, but instead of stopping it, it provoked a stronger Netherfire attack.
Tu Nie's face could only be described as terrifying; the human cultivator clearly did not wish to reconcile with him.
"Damn it!!"
In an instant, Tu Nie was consumed by rage and struck at Feng Ming.
"Feng Ming."
Seeing this, Chu Lingwei summoned her bronze ancient sword and flew forward, intending to rescue Feng Ming.
While Feng Ming was strong, she was still far inferior to Tu Nie.
Facing Tu Nie, she had no room to retaliate.
"Tu Nie, a dignified Ghost Emperor, stooping to quarrel with a junior."
Just as Tu Nie's Yin energy struck Feng Ming, a surge of spiritual energy lightly scattered it.
At this moment, Chu Lingwei arrived by Feng Ming's side and shielded her.
"Wei Wei." Feng Ming saw Chu Lingwei and immediately returned to her side, "Wei Wei, I can handle this ghost."
"Nonsense." Chu Lingwei reprimanded her; Feng Ming was truly too reckless.
If not for Patriarch Zhong Hua protecting her, she would either be severely injured or dead by now.
"Many thanks to Old Ancestor for the rescue." Chu Lingwei thanked Patriarch Zhong Hua.
"Wei Wei, take her and leave quickly. Old Ancestor is here." Patriarch Zhong Hua stood in front of Chu Lingwei and them, shielding them from all Yin energy.
"Yes."
Chu Lingwei immediately took Feng Ming and flew back to their second senior brother.
With the appearance of Tu Nie, Patriarch Zhong Hua, and Patriarch Qing Yi, the ghost cultivators and human cultivators automatically separated, returning to their respective camps.
"Zhong Hua, you're still so protective." Tu Nie revealed his true form.
"Tu Nie, do you want to fight one of us first?" Zhong Hua snorted lightly. Tu Nie wanted the human cultivators to be shields for the Ghost Realm, a foolish dream.
"Tu Nie, you have wounded thousands of my Myriad Buddha Sect disciples. Today, your Ghost Realm will pay the price." Qing Yi approached Zhong Hua, this was a matter between their Myriad Buddha Sect and the Ghost Realm.
The Ghost Realm had injured their Myriad Buddha Sect disciples, and as the Old Ancestor of the Myriad Buddha Sect, he could not stand idly by while they were innocently slaughtered.
After speaking, Qing Yi did not give Tu Nie a chance to reply. His prayer beads flew out and struck at Tu Nie.
Seeing this, Zhong Hua joined the fight with him.
"Second Senior Brother, aren't we moving?" With three mighty figures battling, the mere surges of spiritual energy they unleashed made it difficult for the surrounding human and ghost cultivators to withstand.
Both sides retreated.
"Without Master's command, do not act rashly." Nangong Luo transmitted silently.
Chu Lingwei looked up and saw her Master standing before them, gazing up at the battle between Patriarch Zhong Hua and the others.
The surges of spiritual energy could not move her Master even an inch, nor could they harm him.
"I know." Chu Lingwei took a step back and admonished Feng Ming, "Feng Ming, if you are so reckless again next time, I will lock you in the spatial realm to cultivate."
"Wei Wei, he hurt you, that's why I..." Feng Ming lowered her head and shrunk into herself like a naughty child.
"Do you know that with your current cultivation, you are nowhere near capable of injuring him?" Chu Lingwei's voice was stern. Feng Ming's fearless nature truly gave her a headache.
"I didn't think that far." Feng Ming's eyes reddened. She was angry when she saw Tu Nie injure Wei Wei, which was why she acted.
"Feng Ming, if Patriarch Zhong Hua hadn't shielded you from Tu Nie's attack just now, both you and I would have perished." Chu Lingwei looked at Feng Ming, who still hadn't realized her mistake, and said gravely, "When we return to the Cultivation Academy, I will hand you over to Eldest Senior Brother for instruction."
Chu Lingwei knew in her heart that she was too soft-hearted with Feng Ming, and Eldest Senior Brother could help her discipline Feng Ming.
Upon hearing Chu Lingwei's words, Feng Ming's entire body trembled.
She feared Chu Lingwei's Eldest Senior Brother the most.
"Wei Wei, I was wrong. I will never make such a mistake again." Feng Ming began to cry softly, not wanting to be taught by Eldest Senior Brother.
"It's decided."
Chu Lingwei had made up her mind. Today, Patriarch Zhong Hua had blocked the blow for her; in the future, if someone exploited her, who knew what trouble she would stir up.
Feng Ming's eyes widened, and her entire body seemed to wilt like a flower, shrinking into a ball.
Chu Lingwei put her into the spiritual beast bag. Her transformation into a phoenix phantom earlier had already attracted a lot of attention.
"Wei Wei, you've finally deigned to discipline your little spirit beast." Nangong Luo smiled when he saw his junior sister put Feng Ming into the spiritual beast bag.
Feng Ming was incredibly bold in their Wuhui Mountain, even daring to enter and exit Master's cave dwelling at will.
"If one makes a mistake, one must be punished," Chu Lingwei replied as a matter of course.
Nangong Luo nodded thoughtfully and smiled at Chu Lingwei, "I wonder what punishment little junior sister will receive for the mistake she made this time?"
Chu Lingwei's expression stiffened. Second Senior Brother truly knew how to hit a sore spot.
"Second Senior Brother, Master can hear us."
Nangong Luo chuckled softly. His junior sister feared their Master the most.
"Tu Nie, I'll give you an opportunity. Release all the disciples of the Myriad Buddha Sect." Zhong Hua's voice echoed through the clouds. Chu Lingwei couldn't help but look up.
Chu Lingwei did not hear Tu Nie's reply. Soon after, the battle in the sky concluded, the dark clouds dispersed, and the sky became clear and vast.
"Second Senior Brother, what's going on?" Chu Lingwei transmitted.
"A war between human and ghost cultivators would benefit neither side." This outcome was the best possible under the circumstances. Otherwise, once a war broke out, even if the human cultivators ultimately won, they would suffer heavy losses.
Chu Lingwei understood her second senior brother's words. There was a high probability that negotiations would take place.
"The disciples of the Myriad Buddha Sect should be beneath the Myriad Buddha Sect." Chu Lingwei looked in the direction of the Myriad Buddha Sect, wondering about the fate of those disciples.
"Mmm." Nangong Luo nodded; they had already discovered where the Myriad Buddha Sect disciples were imprisoned.
Three days.
Chu Lingwei and the others faced off against the ghost cultivators for three full days.
"All Ghost Realm cultivators, heed my command! Return to the Ghost Realm immediately!"
Suddenly, dark clouds gathered in the sky, and Tu Nie's voice boomed from above. Simultaneously, a black talisman appeared in the sky.
The talisman grew stronger, its black runes becoming clearer. Above the ghost cultivators, a passage suddenly appeared.
Chu Lingwei watched as the ghost cultivators filed in. In less than half an hour, all the ghost cultivators from the Myriad Buddha Sect had entered the passage.
There were no more ghost cultivators in the Myriad Buddha Sect.
"Nangong Luo, take the disciples of the Cultivation Academy back to the academy."
At this moment, Bei Chen Feng's voice arrived.
"Yes."
Nangong Luo did not question it. He summoned his flying artifact and had the disciples of the Cultivation Academy board it.
Chu Lingwei stood beside Nangong Luo and saw the disciples of other sects also embarking on their journeys home.