These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

And after the boy disappeared into that abyss-like maw, in a brief moment...

"Boom!!"

The sound seemed to come from inside the meat nest, as if something was churning and turning inside, and the sounds were as exciting and exhilarating as military drums.

From the outside, the enormous fleshy nest could be seen bulging out on the left and sinking in on the right, as if it were being constantly pulled inside, with a constant rumbling sound.

Mo Qiu stammered, "I was just saying it's a possibility, is it possible... he's inside banging the drum?"

The little fox stood on the ground with its hands on its hips and said irritably, "Do you think you're funny?!"

Mo Qiu pursed her lips, unusually admitting defeat.

"I was just worried you guys were too nervous..."

"puff!!"

The sudden change in sound brought them back to their senses.

What you see is a sudden breach at the top of the blood nest.

Blood gushed upwards, forming a crimson fountain of blood. The scene was so spectacular that it left people speechless; at least the few people on the ground were stunned.

Not long after, someone landed.

But it wasn't just Wei Tu; as he landed, three other people were thrown to the ground by him.

Three men, men dressed in black robes.

What is truly shocking is that their bodies, arms, and even cheeks have lost their original skin texture, looking as if they have been peeled off, and even their blood vessels are clearly visible.

"Young Master Wei..."

Mo Yao led his men over and stood warily beside Wei Tu, guarding against the three blood-soaked figures in black robes on the ground.

Wei Tu shook his head in the middle, breathing softly. Indeed, doing such a thing at the Dragon Slayer Realm level was still a bit strenuous. He needed to find a time to break through.

"It's alright now. They can't move. They've already sacrificed all their life essence. They're no different from the dead now."

"Then, Young Hero Wei, you..."

Mo Yao looked at Wei Tu, and Wei Tu looked at him as well. "Now you have to do one thing: take these people back. They may die on the way, or even if they survive, they will commit suicide. That's for sure. But you must tell your sects and have them notify all the sects in Nan Jian Prefecture."

"What notification...?"

Mo Yao sensed something was wrong. From the other party's words, it seemed to be a very urgent matter, but beneath this appearance, there might be a deeper conspiracy.

Wei Tu looked at him and said, “Notify them to be wary of the appearance of the Wu Clan. Any Wu Clan member needs to be guarded against now. Also, send people to the depths of the Ten Thousand Demon Mountains. There may be more than one such meat nest.”

"The Witch Clan...?"

Mo Yao didn't seem to understand what those three words meant.

But Tu Shan Wanwan quickly realized, "You mean... what kind of ritual they're performing here? A ritual they're willing to carry out at the cost of their own flesh and blood?"

Wei Tu nodded. "That's exactly what I mean. Go quickly and bring them back so your sect will understand the seriousness of the situation."

"Uh... what is it? I'm totally confused."

Mo Qiu asked doubtfully, and Tu Shan Wanwan said irritably, "I always tell you to read more books, but you don't believe me! The Witch Clan! They insist on the existence of the Six Immortal Continents, they worship the Witch God, and their clan's lifelong dream is to resurrect the Witch God! All of this might really involve the Witch God. We shouldn't delay, let's go!"

"Wait a minute..." Mo Yao stopped them, then looked at Wei Tu, "What about you, Young Hero Wei? Aren't you coming back with us?"

Wei Tu shook his head and looked at Mu Xitong, who was standing quietly at the back of the crowd. Mu Xitong smiled at him.

The boy said, "I still want to gather herbs."

"What medicine is so important..."

Mo Qiu muttered something.

Wei Tu smiled and said, "The medicine may not be important, but the person we need to save is. Don't worry, I'll be fine. You all be careful."

Mo Yao gave Wei Tu a deep look, then took a step back and bowed deeply.

"Thank you for saving my life today, Young Hero Wei. In the future, I will do anything you ask of me, even go through fire and water!"

"it is good."

"go!"

They watched as the disciples of the Demon Hunter Manor quickly left with the blood-soaked man.

Wei Tu finally breathed a sigh of relief and walked towards Mu Xitong, who was standing there.

But before he could even speak...

Mu Xitong suddenly closed her eyes and instantly lost consciousness. She slumped softly to the ground.

"Xitong!"

68 Breaking Through Barriers and Persevering Through Distant Challenges

"boom!"

It was as if sword energy had pierced through the clouds.

It appeared so abruptly in the quiet night, as if guided by some divine intervention.

This unusually clear light, which ignited the night sky for a fleeting moment, was noticed by some.

For example, I haven't been able to sleep well lately, as if something is missing, like Ran Xinxue.

Lately, she often likes to sit on the balcony by the window, looking at the night sky and the stars. She doesn't know what she's looking at. Every day seems the same, yet every day seems a little different.

What remains the same is that night will come every day; what's different is that it seems like a certain person hasn't appeared for a long time.

What he is doing and what he is going to do seems to be something that many people already know.

But can we say that no matter what kind of loss or disappearance it is, people will eventually get used to it?

She's not used to it now, not at all.

She could indeed spend more time dealing with sect affairs and making her own plans, but people always have moments of leisure. Even when she's exhausted and feels like she can fall asleep immediately in bed, some images will still unconsciously surface in her mind.

For example, that boy...

It's been a long time, but it doesn't seem like it's only been a few days. Her memory is somewhat confused, as if things that happened recently are no longer important.

Is he really that important? Ran Xinxue wanted to ask herself this question, but she didn't want to answer it. Her voice kept saying: He's just a bastard...

But what is the more truthful voice? She didn't want to dwell on it anymore; the truth is always more hurtful.

"It's best if you don't come back, or you'll die out there..."

She muttered something, and then she saw a sword light shooting into the sky on the horizon, seemingly in the direction of some cave.

She was stunned.

"This direction... wait, has she emerged from seclusion?"

Ran Xinxue thought for a moment, quickly got dressed, and hurriedly went out to the top of the mountain.

Unexpectedly, a number of people had already gathered at the summit, including elders such as Yuan Wei and Lin Ruoyin, in addition to those who came to watch the spectacle.

There were even figures of Su Mi, Jiang Ying, and Xu Qing.

"Congratulations, Junior Sister Lu, on breaking through to the Divine Realm!"

Congratulations, Senior Sister Lu!

"Congratulations, Uncle Lu!"

Congratulatory voices were heard incessantly.

As Ran Xinxue approached, she saw the woman holding the sword.

It seemed that this woman hadn't been seen for quite some time. They weren't exactly on good terms, but it seemed that they should have put aside their past grievances on this day.

She was different. Whether it was due to her level of cultivation or her overall demeanor, she seemed more aloof, more haughty, and more enigmatic.

But as she stood there, her eyes scanned her surroundings.

Ran Xinxue realized almost immediately what this woman was looking for. Right now, she was just exchanging pleasantries with people, but she would soon realize that something had already happened.

"Sect Master, you've come too."

As Lu Qingyan watched the woman approach, she suppressed her confusion at not seeing the boy and calmly said to the woman, "Ran Xinxue has a very unique personality. It's not that she's particularly beautiful, but rather that she always manages to make other women feel disgusted."

Ran Xinxue smiled slightly, ignoring the coldness in the other party's words, and said, "Congratulations, Junior Sister Lu. This Divine Realm is of extraordinary significance to the Yuanjian Sect and even the entire Southern Sword State."

Lu Qingyan said coldly, "That's not true. There are plenty of people with extraordinary talent. I've only just caught up with them a little."

"Junior Sister Lu is too modest. If your good disciple were here, he would probably have to sincerely sigh in admiration."

When Ran Xinxue spoke of this good disciple, Lu Qingyan's expression became dazed for a moment.

She looked around again, as if to indicate that she had only just remembered the boy, in a particularly deliberate manner.

"I don't think I saw him. He's probably still resting."

Ran Xinxue sighed, "Don't you know? Well... after being in seclusion for so long, there are some things you really don't know."

"What happened?"

Lu Qingyan's eyes immediately turned to look at her, her expression turning icy cold.

This sudden change startled everyone around.

"Ugh……"

The newly fallen snow is still sighing.

Lu Qingyan reached out and grabbed Ran Xinxue's arm with such force that Ran Xinxue felt a sharp pain.

"What's wrong with him?!"

His tone, filled with gritted teeth, sounded as if he wanted to kill the woman.

Su Mi, realizing what was happening, quickly came up and grabbed Lu Qingyan's hand.

"Uncle Lu, don't worry... Wei Tu and Uncle Mu have gone to the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain."

What are they going to the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain for?