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Chapter 571 Ambush
Yunhe quickly came out and told them that if they wanted to go to the Ten Thousand Mountains, they could use the teleportation array left by the Tianluo Sect to get there quickly. Their Zhaixing Tower was skilled at making magical artifacts, while the Tianluo Sect was skilled at various formations, so they had always maintained contact with the outside world without its knowledge. However, going from Zhaixing Tower to the Tianluo Sect required taking a flying boat, and he needed to make preparations.

A moment after he left, Lan Suyu came out. She looked calm and smiled at Qing Sang and the others' concerned eyes, saying, "It's just to confirm a result I already knew so I can give up! I've already traveled all over Lanxi Continent, so naturally I'll go with everyone to see the Ten Thousand Mountains this time. It's such a rare opportunity!"

Seeing her relaxed expression, it was clear she had let go of her obsession, so the others didn't ask any more questions. Soon, Yunhe sent a message to Qingsang, instructing them to rest at Yunyin Peak for the night and meet at the mountain gate they had come from early the next morning. She also arranged for someone to take them to their resting place.

After a good night's sleep, they arrived at the mountain gate early the next morning. The various flying magical artifacts they had seen the day before were gone, replaced by a large flying boat. There were many disciples of the Star-Picking Pavilion, dressed in colorful costumes, waiting there, whom they hadn't seen the day before.

"The disciples who have already arrived have reported back that the situation is not optimistic, so this time the sect leader has selected another group of outstanding disciples from each peak to accompany us." Yun He walked over and briefly explained the situation.

Qing Sang nodded, met the curious gazes of the disciples, and briefly introduced himself. After a brief introduction, they boarded the flying boat in an orderly fashion, ready to depart.

"Wait...wait a minute!" a voice suddenly rang out.

Everyone looked up and exclaimed, "It's Junior Brother Shao Jie!" "Junior Brother, the wings you made this time are really good!" "Looks like you succeeded, you're amazing!"...

Amidst the whispers of his fellow disciples, Shao Jie nimbly landed on the flying boat, pulled Qing Sang aside, and took out a package, stuffing it into her hand. "Junior Sister, I don't have any gifts to give you. But I listened to your suggestions yesterday and improved my flying backpack, turning it into a vest. I made one for each of you overnight, as a gift for a friend."

Qing Sang sincerely thanked him, surprised that this junior brother was so earnest after only meeting him once. She accepted the package: "Thank you, senior brother!"

"Don't mention it, I'll bring you something even better when you come again!" Shao Jie chuckled, then waved goodbye to them, took out a helmet, put it on, pressed it against his ear, and a propeller popped out from the top of the helmet. The propeller started up, carrying him directly into the sky.

Wow! Master Shao Jie's flight hat is really interesting!

"When I get back, I'll go ask my junior brother for guidance!"

Amidst the lively chatter, their flying boat took off, heading towards the Tianluo Sect. Along the way, they heard tales of the Tianluo Sect: outsiders only knew of its formidable swordsmen, unaware of its even more exquisite formations; no one knew exactly when the Tianluo Sect was founded, but by the time it became widely known, it was already a sizable sect in Zhongzhou. Some said the Tianluo Sect existed since the Great War of Gods and Demons 30,000 years ago; others said its enduring strength was due to its founder, who was still alive but in seclusion; still others claimed it was founded by demons who survived the Long Abyss battlefield to conceal its true nature, as its practices never resembled those of reputable sects… Amidst all this gossip, when the flying boat arrived at the Tianluo Sect, they were already waiting there.

Seeing the people from Tianluo Sect, Qing Sang began to understand what it meant to be "not quite a reputable sect." Logically, as the number one cultivation sect in Zhongzhou, they should have some kind of uniform, respectable disciple robes, but unfortunately, they didn't. Instead, each person dressed more uniquely than the last—some in red and green, some in coarse linen, some clearly men dressed as women, and one even in patched-up, beggar-like clothes… Such a lively bunch; if she hadn't seen them activate the mountain-protecting formation to allow them to land safely, she wouldn't have believed it, thinking they were just passersby watching a spectacle. Looking at the other Zhaixinglou disciples' nonchalant expressions, she understood that this was truly the daily scene of their sect.

After they landed, the flying boat took off and returned to the Star-Picking Tower. The middle-aged man dressed in beggar's clothes walked over and politely cupped his hands to Yun He. "Peak Master Yun, our elders have ordered us to go as well."

"Okay." Yunhe nodded, signaling everyone to follow.

A large group of people walked up the mountain together, climbing about a thousand steps, until they arrived at a large platform. Golden patterns were engraved on the platform's surface—the patterns of a large-scale directional teleportation array. Around the platform stood eight pillars inlaid with spirit stones, with a disciple already waiting beneath each pillar. Once everyone was in the center of the platform, the eight disciples simultaneously channeled their spiritual power into the pillars beside them. The spirit stones on the pillars instantly emitted a dazzling light, and then golden light emanated from the base of the pillars, gradually igniting the entire array.

Before they could even marvel at how exquisitely crafted such a large teleportation array was, they were enveloped in golden light. Within the golden light, their figures gradually blurred. When the light dissipated, the platform was empty, and some of the spirit stones on the eight pillars surrounding the platform had dimmed and were being replaced by new ones.

After a dizzying spin, the feeling of solid ground beneath their feet and the sense of impending danger washed over them simultaneously. Before they could even regain their footing, they heard a deafening roar approaching.

"It's a beast tide! Scatter! Get on defense!" Someone shouted, and everyone reacted quickly, scattering in all directions. After all, those sent were elites from two sects. But when they dispersed and saw the situation before them, they still gasped in shock.

Countless ferocious beasts, their eyes bloodshot, swarmed in from all directions, seemingly anticipating their teleportation. They had been ambushed.