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Qi Jue asked, "What about Mo Qingcheng? Should we just let her chase after us like this?"

Going into the secret realm with demons is indeed a bit troublesome. Yun hope felt like she had encountered a stalker. She nudged Xie Mo with her elbow: "Second Senior Brother, do you see if there are any formations nearby that we can use?"

"There are many!" The brilliant Song Heming replied excitedly, "I know, I know, there are three sword formations over there, and two formations that can trap people."

As for the name of the formation, Song Heming couldn't say.

All he knew was that he and those three demonic cultivators had been trapped.

Yunxi raised an eyebrow. People are always clear-headed when they're doing something bad. She summoned the others together: "We'll do this and that, and then..."

Lingxiao Sect may not be good at much else, but they do a pretty good job at initiating team fights and instantly following up.

In the next scene captured on the photo stone, the crowd saw that they had left hidden marks on both sides of the road.

It's said to be hidden, but it's not completely hidden.

"You can tell at a glance..." someone asked.

"That's exactly what they're after," said the sect leader of the Medicine King Sect. "They marked both paths except the one they were taking, because they saw that Mo Qingcheng was suspicious and wanted to lead her along their lines."

As expected, Mo Qingcheng chased him to the grove, recognized the mark at a glance, and sneered, "Foolish, did you think I'd fall for that?"

She had taken an unmarked path and accidentally stepped into a hidden formation, becoming trapped inside.

"..." Mo Qingcheng's face was gloomy. She took two deep breaths, her slender fingertips deftly manipulating the array, and began to dismantle it with practiced ease.

"As expected, he cultivates both sword and talisman techniques."

Cheng Jiangui sighed, "It seems that some geniuses have emerged among the demons during this period..."

It was so quiet around that Cheng Jiangui couldn't help but glance over. The Third Elder, who had been more anxious than anyone else before, became even more silent, staring at the scene without moving like a waiting-for-husband stone.

"Third Elder?" Cheng Jiangui called out softly.

"A magical artifact."

He uttered two words.

Cheng Jiangui was stunned for a moment: "What?"

The Third Elder didn't speak again, but he understood. His attention had been focused on Xie Mo's legs the whole time, and it was only at this moment that he realized that the legs were not repaired by medical practitioners, but were genuine spiritual artifacts.

The small, scattered wounds on my legs don't heal like others; instead, they leave scratches.

It was these scratches that confirmed the Third Elder's suspicions.

Being able to stand up is always a good thing, but...

He looked at the boy's pale profile, his lips pressed into a straight line, and after a while, he let out a soft laugh.

"!!!" Cheng Jiangui was startled.

"This must be fate!" the Third Elder sighed softly.

This old man has always been eccentric, and Cheng Jiangui doesn't know him very well. He only knows that the Third Elder was a very famous senior talisman cultivator back then. He refused when Wuji Sect invited him to come over. He came to Lingxiao Sect for Xie Mo. He doesn't take on disciples or communicate with people much. He can give his disciples one lesson a month. He is wholeheartedly teaching Xie Mo.

It seems that in his world, there is only Xie Mo.

Confused, the Third Elder spoke again, his casual remark instantly silencing the crowd.

The Third Elder said, "The talisman cultivator who sealed the demonic dragon back then should be considered Xie Mo's father."

"!!!"

The reason for using the word "calculate" is that the talisman cultivator had no descendants or relatives before his martyrdom; he was raised by his master.

The Third Elder was the master of that talisman cultivator. Several years after his martyrdom, he saw a flame reborn beneath his disciple's cold spirit lamp.

The Third Elder couldn't explain the specific reason either. He only knew that he followed the flame and found Xie Mo, who had already joined the Lingxiao Sect. At that time, Xie Mo was a tiny little ball, exactly like his little disciple when he was a child.

It was precisely for this reason that the Third Elder remained at the Lingxiao Sect.

Cheng Jiangui blinked and briefly recalled the scene when he brought Xie Mo back to the sect.

He was just passing by at the time. He only knew that in the years after the war between good and evil ended, the demons had not completely disappeared from the continent, leaving behind many fleeing rats. He accidentally killed a few and found a child with a broken leg who was still breathing, so he casually took him away.

"I never imagined Xie Mo had such a background," Cheng Jiangui remarked, then proudly shook his head. "I told you I have high standards for accepting disciples!"

He received such an impressive title.

The other sect leaders tacitly rolled their eyes at them.

The sect leader of Wuji Sect asked, "What do you mean by this?"

"It's nothing," the Third Elder said softly. "I just wanted to say that these formations were left behind by my disciple, and they were originally intended for Xie Mo."

Even Xie Mo himself didn't know, he could only vaguely feel that this area had a sense of familiarity, a reassuring familiarity similar to the scent on the Third Elder.

Behind him, Song Heming was chatting with others while holding Yunxi's token.

[Hehehe Lin Wuwang, it's me! It's me! Did you miss me?]

[Surprised? Unexpected?] Song Hemian was very happy: [I was saved too~]

Knowing at least he was safe and sound, Lin Wuwang quickly replied: 【When are you coming back? We killed four demonic cultivators.】

They looked quite smug, completely unlike their bewilderment in the cave.

Yunxi thought for a moment and then said, "We won't be coming back for now. We've found a fun place!"

There was a pause of two or three seconds, then a reply came back: 【Need backup?】

Yunxi: [No need.]

Their conversation ended quickly. A glance at the token rankings revealed a significant decrease in the number of demonic cultivators and a substantial change in the rankings.

only……

Because the other people's tokens were confiscated by the demonic cultivators, they are now using Lingxiao Sect's account and the points they are earning are also Lingxiao Sect's. The five people from Lingxiao Sect have a significant lead in points on the tokens.

Song Heming cupped her face in envy: "We're both in the lower secret realms, how come the difference is getting bigger and bigger~"

The group worked together seamlessly. Xie Mo and Yao He observed the formation and cleared the way, while the others provided cover from behind and added some difficulty to the game for the users behind them.

Song Hemian was a chatterbox and naturally became familiar with Qi Jue. He also had a good relationship with Ye Jin. The group quickly became friends and the atmosphere was quite harmonious.

The group behind them was making a ruckus, while the two talisman cultivators in front were responsible for bearing the pressure.

"Did you notice?" Yao He asked, "Every array we passed had one or two more points than usual."

Xie Mo nodded.

The Third Elder had taught him this method of formation.

An unknown formation is hidden within many other formations.

Yao He's family had never learned this method of array formation. After all, arrays are independent of each other, and adding even one more point could easily lead to the formation's failure.

This kind of formation method could probably only have been taught by the Third Elder of the Lingxiao Sect.