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"How did they get out so quickly?"

Suddenly, a murmur of discussion arose from the audience. Before this, everyone could only see Song Heming, who was racing a marathon against a demonic cultivator; they couldn't see anyone else.

It was as if the fence had been opened, and all the piglets that I had painstakingly raised came bounding out, making me feel a little more relaxed despite my worries.

"That's good. They'll have to come out sooner or later anyway, and it seems they haven't been seriously injured."

Here, we must commend Yao Yu. She persevered for a month, using her silver tongue to bear all the harm, and now these little piglets who have returned look plump and healthy.

The sect leader of Wuji Sect was filled with emotion and even a little touched: "They still know how to cooperate and regroup."

The disciples of the five sects and the Yao family in the picture are clearly no longer as hostile to each other as they were when they were captured together. They are not completely dependent on each other, but they are acting as a group. It is obvious that these children have arranged their formation in advance and cooperated for mutual benefit.

In the scene, Lin Wuwang's team encountered three demonic cultivators not far away. The team was missing Song Hemian, but was replaced by two talisman cultivators and one sword cultivator from the Yao family. Seven against three, they started fighting without warning. It seemed that the effects of the Weakness Pill had worn off.

As expected of the number one person in the Five Sects, Lin Wuwang's strength is formidable. If we disregard the fact that demonic cultivators might use extremely vicious and despicable methods, Lin Wuwang could handle any demonic cultivator he encountered, except for Mo Qingcheng.

Long swords pierced the air, a flurry of flashes and glints.

The demonic cultivator was caught off guard.

The Qingyun Sect Master praised, "What a fine sword!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw his carefully trained chief disciple, whose cheeks were slightly flushed, approach the demonic cultivator's corpse somewhat awkwardly. The long sword in his hand moved around under it, and he quickly found the demonic cultivator's storage bag. He then awkwardly accepted the spoils of war.

The Sect Master of Qingyun Sect: "..."

Beside him, Cheng Jiangui quipped sarcastically, "Could you teach your apprentice something useful?"

This sentence sounds familiar. It seems that not long ago, when Yun hope stole the demonic cultivator's mustard seed bag, the Qingyun Sect Master criticized Cheng Jiangui in the same way.

The old man instantly turned red, his face, neck, and whole body turning red, looking exactly like Lin Wuwang in the picture.

The sect leader of Wuji Sect said, "What's there to be embarrassed about? Their mustard seed bags were already stolen. If they don't steal some of the demonic cultivators' treasures, how can they fight?"

The Qingyun Sect Master nodded immediately, "Yes, yes, we should rob it."

In fact, before this, the education and trials these children had experienced were too peaceful. Thousands of years ago, after the war between the righteous and the demonic forces ended, the demons fled in disarray. This continent strengthened its barrier, and it was rare to encounter the demons again. Lin Wuwang's generation received the education of the Flower Chamber. Even if they occasionally had some disputes with people from other sects, they would not kill or steal other people's things. In the end, they had been at peace for too long, which made these children less willing to fight when they saw demonic cultivators.

Thinking about it carefully, this is actually not a bad thing. This time, the Myriad Spirits Abyss is equivalent to the Demon Clan issuing a challenge to them after many years. I believe that they will face one great battle after another in the future, just like a thousand years ago.

Thinking of this situation, the sect leader of Qingyun Sect sighed deeply: "It's only a matter of time before they grow up."

"Yes..." said the sect leader of the Medicine King Sect, "It's indeed time for him to grow up."

The sect leaders were silent for a moment. Cheng Jiangui blinked and began searching for his treasures in the image: "My little disciples~ Huh?"

He paused briefly in confusion, tilting his head: "How did they get so far?"

After leaving the cave, the group rode their scooters northward.

The fiery red bird was extremely eye-catching in the picture, which inevitably made some people worry: "Flying so openly in the sky, the demons below can see it clearly."

The crowd's concerns were not unfounded. They located the most dangerous position of Mo Qingcheng in the scene, and sure enough, she raised her head when she heard the noise. She immediately saw the fiery red bird that had taken her and several hostages. Her eyes turned cold, and she followed on her sword.

"It's all over, it's all over..."

The audience members were even more worried: "Why are they being so arrogant? What are they trying to do?"

"However..." Cheng Jiangui remarked, "This monster is incredibly fast..."

The large bird didn't fly with particularly great force, yet it gave off a sense of speed far beyond that of ordinary sword cultivators.

Mo Qingcheng was chasing after him, and she was actually having some difficulty.

On the large bird, Yunxi sat on the round sparrow's head and used a long wooden stick to connect the snake blood vine to make a simple fishing rod. A whole roasted chicken was caught on the fishing rod and placed right in front of Duntun.

Tun Tun's eyes were sparkling the whole time, and its little wings were flapping wildly, almost making the others catch a cold.

Xie Mo kindly stuck a few speed runes on its back. He had originally planned to do a big project of making a bird covered in runes, but now it seemed completely unnecessary. After sticking a few on, it obediently put away the supplies and became a thrifty and waste-free good baby.

Su Yuanshuang began to play her precious pipa, and the music was unrestrainedly poured onto Mo Qingcheng, making the woman feel as if she were carrying a mountain on her back.

Qi Jue sat in the back eating sunflower seeds, throwing them around rudely, some even hitting Mo Qingcheng in the face.

He timidly shrank his shoulders, gathered the sunflower seed shells in his hand, and then played a game of scattering them like a fairy.

Yao He sat next to him and also picked up some melon seeds.

He didn't really like eating this, but he peeled some for Yunxi to thank her for saving Yao Yu, and he was already quite skilled at it.

In summary, it seems like everyone was busy with their own things, but it also seems like they weren't doing anything productive.

Nightfall's gaze was fixed on the ground below, his handsome brows furrowed into a straight line: "Are you sure you can find it?"

Yunxi nodded her little head confidently: "I told Song Hemian that he was flying in this direction, and as long as we are fast enough, we will definitely be able to catch up with him."

Even so...

Nightfall still had some doubts. He pretended not to care, but was actually quite worried. He remained silent and also put a few speed talismans on Toon.

These runes can be stacked, but one must consider whether the person using them can withstand the strain.

Night Ember only stuck three stickers on before poking its head out from under Tun Tun again, still looking furtive in mid-air.

Yunxi tilted her head: "Third Senior Brother, you seem very worried about Song Heming?"

His movements froze, and he gave a haughty snort: "If he's dead, no one will let me take the sword."

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Upon hearing this, Qi Jue stopped eating his melon seeds: "Third Senior Brother, it seems you've taken my sword quite a few times."

"..."

Feeling guilty, Ye Jin shifted his gaze and coughed, "We're friends, I guess!"

The two boys were about the same age and had run into each other in the secret realm many times. Ye Jin had a terrible reputation; he was known for fighting every three days and setting fires every five days, and many people disliked him.

Before Yunxi arrived, he had always ventured into the secret realm alone. One time, he accidentally fell into the inheritance, and it was with Song Hemian.

There was no grudge between the two. At that time, there was only one sword cultivator inheritance. Ye Jin was also injured. Seeing this, Song Hemian took the initiative to suggest, "You should recover first. After you've rested, we'll have a fair fight. Whoever wins gets the inheritance."