Having cultivated myself into an immortal, all I want to do is raise female disciples.

It was at this time that...

A rustling sound suddenly came from the dense forest diagonally in front of Ren Yao.

She immediately turned to the side, her right hand instinctively gripping the hilt of the sword at her waist. Her body slumped slightly, and she adopted a tense, vigilant posture.

—This dense forest is located between Cangyue City and the mass grave. Occasionally, some spirit beasts are infected by the demonic energy in the mass grave and evolve into demonic beasts.

However, many outer disciples of the Ranshan Sect were injured by these demonic beasts, and some even died tragically under their claws...

This wasn't the first time Ren Yao had encountered magical beasts in this dense forest. On the contrary, she frequently went to cleanse the forest of demons and had practically defeated every single one of them.

—Don't let her seemingly silly appearance fool you; she is, after all, an inner disciple of the Ranshan Sect, and her cultivation level is no joke.

Ren Yao adopted an offensive stance. As soon as she spotted a magical beast, her sword would swiftly strike its vital points with her sword movements.

However, this time, Ren Yao didn't have that chance.

Because what emerged from the forest was not a monster, but a person.

A female cultivator, also dressed in the robes of the Ranshan Sect, walked up to Ren Yao with a flat and expressionless face.

Ren Yao's envious gaze shifted from the female cultivator's voluptuous figure to the familiar face she knew.

She was first surprised, then delighted, and grinned as she stepped forward: "Hey... Senior Sister Jing, what are you doing here?"

The female cultivator named Lin Jing raised her head, glanced at Ren Yao, a hint of reluctance flashed in her eyes, and her expression sombered.

Seeing her like this, Ren Yao felt a little strange and went closer.

In her memory, Lin Jing was a gentle and kind senior sister who took care of her and provided a lot of help when she first entered the school. Although they had less contact afterward, their relationship remained good.

Overall, she is a very reliable senior sister.

Ren Yao skipped and hopped over to Lin Jing, smiling as she spoke to Lin Jing, whose face was gloomy:

"Senior Sister Jing, are you also here for the Demon Purification? Want to come together? I'm here this time..."

"Junior Sister Ren."

A cold, silent call interrupted Ren Yao's words and actions.

Ren Yao stared blankly at Lin Jing, who seemed like a completely different person, her expression filled with surprise and uncertainty.

She seemed to find something strange, took two or three steps back, and asked with a mix of surprise and fear, "Senior Sister Jing... what's wrong with you...?"

Sister Jing was quite different from usual today.

His expression and actions conveyed a sense that he had something to say, but for some reason couldn't bring himself to speak.

Lin Jing, however, did not react after stopping Ren Yao, but simply lowered her head and remained silent.

This strange appearance only deepened Ren Yao's doubts. She reached out her hand, wanting to ask her highly respected senior sister a question, but her outstretched hand stopped in mid-air.

the reason is simple--

In her line of sight, several familiar yet rarely encountered figures emerged from the dense forest where Lin Jing had originally emerged.

Those people were all wearing the Taoist robes of the Ranshan Sect, clearly indicating that they were all disciples of Ren Yao. However, the sinister look on their faces and their undisguised lewd smiles revealed that they had come with ill intentions.

Moreover, Ren Yao also noticed that the people were all holding their own magical artifacts—which did not seem to be used to deal with magical beasts.

"Junior Sister Ren, what a coincidence, I never thought I'd run into you here."

The speaker was a sword cultivator, holding a sharp sword magic weapon. He had a plaster on his cheek, and there were still some bruises that could not be concealed at the edge of the white cloth. A sinister smile with malicious intent shot out from his swollen half-eye.

This person's name is Li Zhe, and he is a disciple of the Ranshan Sect, just like Ren Yao.

Ren Yao recognized him because she had seen Li Zhe following behind Qin Guang more than once, with a fawning expression on his face, and sometimes he would even spout some extremely shameless flattery to win the favor of his senior brother Qin Guang.

And Li Zhe just happened to be the one that Old Master Yun in his own manor had beaten up a while ago—yes, the sword cultivator who was buried in the ground.

The bruise on Li Zhe's cheek that has not yet faded is the mark left by Lao Yun.

Ren Yao swallowed hard, gripping the hilt of her sword tightly. Her gaze timidly swept back and forth between Li Zhe and the others: "Senior Brother Li Zhe... what are you here for?"

"Isn't it because I heard that Junior Sister Ren was going to the Demon Purification Sect, and I was worried that she might be in danger on her journey, so I came here to protect her?"

"Is...is that so..." Ren Yao didn't believe that Li Zhe and the others would be so kind, so she waved her hand and said, "No...no need to trouble you, Senior Brother Li Zhe, I'm fine on my own."

"Sigh, how can you say that? How can we let Junior Sister Ren go to such a dangerous place alone?"

Li Zhe couldn't help but sneer, picked up his magic weapon, and took two steps forward. "If you don't mind, Senior Brother Qin Guang would be very welcoming to Junior Sister Ren. What do you think, Junior Sister Ren?"

Ren Yao turned pale at the mere mention of Qin Guang's name.

How could Ren Yao not understand Li Zhe's words? If she really went to Qin Guang's manor, it would be a question whether she could come out unscathed!

Thinking of this, Ren Yao hurriedly shook her head and kept backing away: "No, no, there's no need to trouble Senior Brother Qin Guang. I... I won't do the Demon Purification anymore. I'll go back right now!"

"Since you're already here, don't rush off!"

Li Zhe sneered, then gave Lin Jing a look.

The latter's delicate body trembled, and as she lightly bit her lower lip, her right hand grabbed from the void, and the storage ring on her index finger suddenly emitted a dazzling light. In the blink of an eye, a long whip with sharp teeth appeared in Lin Jing's hand.

Seeing Lin Jing summon her magical artifact, Ren Yao was both shocked and frightened, staring incredulously at her respected senior sister: "Senior Sister Jing...why are you also..."

"Junior Sister Ren..."

She called out softly to Ren Yao, raising her head, a hint of helplessness showing on her cold cheeks.

"There's no going back now."

"Senior Sister Jing..."

A gust of cold wind swept by, and Lin Jing's spiritual energy, covered by a thick layer of darkness, surged out from her body. Ren Yao felt her shoulders sink, and a terrifying sense of oppression descended from above, making her legs weak and her whole body feel powerless.

In that instant, she clearly saw that behind the usually gentle and quiet Senior Sister Lin Jing, wisps of black smoke were slowly rising, and within that black smoke was an endless demonic aura!

Demonic path... demonic cultivator...

Ren Yao was so frightened that she opened her cherry lips and her breathing became extremely rapid.

"Senior Sister Jing, you...you also..."

There's no going back, the Ranshan Sect is finished.

With a flick of her whip, Lin Jing unleashed a hurricane in mid-air, accompanied by a series of crackling explosions that echoed like a torrential downpour.

She raised her head, her gaze sharp.

"Come back with me, Junior Sister Ren."

This kind of thing...

Ren Yao knew that the Demon Dynasty had probably infiltrated the Ranshan Sect, but she never expected that even her respected senior sister had joined the demonic path.

In that case, it's likely that most of the cultivators in the Ranshan Sect have already followed the Demon Dynasty!

Ren Yao gasped for breath. The sudden bad news made it difficult for her to calm down in a short time, but she knew at least that she absolutely could not stay here.

If Li Zhe and his men were to capture him and throw him in front of Qin Guang—

Ren Yao dared not imagine what would happen next.

Ren Yao didn't intend to waste any more words. She simply turned her head and plunged into the dense forest.

"Tsk, what a stinking woman." Seeing this, Li Zhe spat disdainfully, looked in the direction Ren Yao had left, and ordered, "She's really ungrateful! Chase after her!"

"With her meager cultivation level, I really don't believe she can escape from here! All of you, chase after her!"

At his command, the remaining cultivators, including Lin Jing, rushed into the dense forest.

……

It must be admitted that Li Zhe was right.

Ren Yao's cultivation level was not even among the top of all the inner disciples, let alone in front of Li Zhe and Lin Jing. Her escape seemed so futile to the two of them. Her desperate actions seemed to be just hovering in the palm of their hands.

With a whoosh, Lin Jing lashed the whip forward into the dense forest. The sharp teeth on the whip were instantly activated by spiritual energy and demonic energy, and a sharp black light flashed through the forest in the blink of an eye.

After that—

boom!

The dense forest collapsed with a crash, and the previously intricate environment instantly became open and clear. In that open space, Lin Jing and the others quickly spotted Ren Yao.

Li Zhe licked his lips with a cold smile: "Want to escape? You can't get away!"

Ren Yao turned around and saw Li Zhe and the others standing in the distance, having already discovered her whereabouts.

The girl's heart trembled violently, and she quickly darted back into the woods, attempting to escape Lin Jing and the others' pursuit.

But Lin Jing and Li Zhe were no ordinary people. They immediately took off like shooting stars, their speed far surpassing that of Ren Yao.

If this continues, without a doubt, it will be over in less than half a minute.

Ren Yao would then be completely intercepted, and she would truly be trapped like a turtle in a jar, waiting to be slaughtered.

What to do... what to do...

Overwhelmed with anxiety, Ren Yao almost subconsciously thought of the Buddhist ring on her hand, and a thought suddenly popped into her head—

If they are demonic cultivators, then with this Buddhist precept, wouldn't they be unable to get close to me at all?

Grandpa Yun once said that this is a magical artifact that even demonic cultivators in the Void Transformation stage cannot get close to!

Thinking of this, Ren Yao suddenly felt confident.

Just as the girl was about to turn around and take the Buddhist ring to drive away Lin Jing and Li Zhe, a hand suddenly covered her cherry lips and pulled her into the bushes.

Ren Yao immediately tried to struggle, her spiritual energy surging out of her body like crazy. However, although she unleashed all her abundant spiritual energy, it seemed to be absorbed by that not-so-thick arm, and she couldn't react at all.

Her heart trembled violently. Ren Yao didn't know what had happened, why her spiritual energy was having no effect, or why she couldn't break free from the arm at all—she only knew that she was probably going to die here.

At that moment, she thought about many things. She thought about her parents, whom she had never met, what she had eaten and slept in the previous night, and her comfortable bed...

In short, her scrolling text was full of random, nonsensical things.

However, just as she was about to see who was sending her on her way, she almost cried out in surprise.

"Ugh! Ugh!!"

Ren Yao, unable to make a sound because her mouth was covered, appeared quite agitated.

If you ask why—

The young man with dead fish eyes squatted in the bushes, covering Ren Yao's mouth with one hand and making a shushing gesture before releasing his hand from her.