Rescue

  In the dense forest, a figure was fleeing swiftly. Only when he could no longer sense the presence of other cultivators behind him did he come to a stop.

  What bad luck. Mó Tiān Gē covered her mouth, feeling the surging of energy inside her body, and was very regretful in her heart. It's all because she was too arrogant, setting up an array at a hiding place, thinking it was safe, but the spiritual energy of the array was detected by a group of people from Zǐ Xià Sect, who ambushed her. Luckily, she managed to escape this time, thanks to the few talismans on her body and the array that helped her resist for a while; otherwise, facing five or six opponents alone would have left no bones behind.

  Surrounded, she forcibly used the escape technique, and for a moment her breathing was unstable. She swallowed an energy pill, looked up at the starry sky, calculated it, and it seemed to be already around 3-5 am, with more than an hour left before the exit array would open.

  As the fierce battle raged on, there were fewer and fewer people alive, and more and more scenes of fighting. Along this escape route, I encountered corpses instead of people.

  At this point, Mo Tian Ge shook her head and let out a bitter laugh. She couldn't control what others did, as long as she could keep herself safe now.

  At this time, she felt that the breath in her dantian was still unstable. She hesitated for a moment and finally jumped onto a tree with lush branches, gathering all her breath without leaving any trace. She didn't set up an array or even probe her divine sense outwardly, quietly adjusting her breathing. Although it wasn't a severe injury, if she didn't adjust her breathing and encountered another enemy, it would be very disadvantageous to her. She didn't want to use the escape technique again to avoid turning a minor injury into a serious one.

  Time passed slowly, and yet no one came to this place. It seemed that there were indeed not many surviving cultivators in the forest. Mo Tian Ge sighed inwardly. After experiencing numerous life-and-death battles, she felt herself becoming increasingly numb, and death could no longer easily move her. Perhaps, having seen too much, she thought nothing of it. On the path of cultivation, there were so many deaths. If one didn't get used to it first, how could they walk further on the path of longevity? She was actually grateful that she could adapt so quickly.

  Her breathing gradually stabilized, and she let out a sigh of relief. Nearby, there seemed to be a demonic beast, faintly hearing its roar, but now it was clear that no one wanted to catch beasts anymore. The more people died, the greater the chance for those who survived to get the foundation elixir, not to mention that killing others and directly obtaining spoils of war was much faster than slowly killing them one by one.

  Even if it was her, she had obtained many demon beasts that others had killed. The two monks who were killed in the Poison Spring, the couple who besieged her, and the group of people who perished together later, plus the twenty or thirty corpses of demon monkeys on her body, she didn't need to take out all the demon beast corpses to get a foundation-building pill, so she didn't want to cause trouble. Being accustomed to death doesn't mean you have to kill people. As long as others don't offend her, she won't take action.

  Thinking of this, she let out a wry smile. She had indeed become an indifferent and unfeeling person.

  A faint sound of footsteps suddenly came from beside her ear, and Mo Tian Ge opened her eyes. She hadn't probed out with her spiritual sense, so she didn't discover the person until they drew near.

  Then, through the branches and leaves, I vaguely saw several pairs of feet, seemingly... three people, two men and one woman. The woman's footsteps were staggering, very strange.

  She tilted her head, didn't move, and continued to hide. In a situation where one can barely protect oneself, it's better not to meddle in other people's business.

  Then came the voices of these people: "Big brother, how come you've been walking for so long?" The voice was very young and sounded anxious.

  Another low voice replied: "How should I know! Hey, stinky girl, you're not cheating us, are you?!"

  "Cough, cough!" The woman's coughing sound rose, and Mo Tian Ge furrowed his brow involuntarily. This voice... "Why are the two seniors in such a hurry? Can't you sense the demonic beast's aura? That demonic beast is guarding that Zhu Xin fruit tree."

  Murong Yan's voice!

  This answer seems to have passed, and the young one said: "It sounds like it makes some sense..."

  The footsteps gradually faded away, and Mo Tian Ge quietly descended from the tree, following closely behind in silence.

  These two male cultivators, their cultivation is not considered strong, one has cultivated to the eighth layer of Qi Refining, and the other to the ninth layer. They can actually live until now. Are they still with Murong Yan? Moreover, listening to their conversation, it seems that they want Murong Yan to take them to find some kind of Zhu Xing Guo, she has never heard of this kind of spiritual fruit before, could it be some kind of rare fruit?

  Shaking her head, Mu Tian Ge negated this idea. If it were really some kind of rare fruit, Murong Yan should have gone to pick it a long time ago, how could she possibly wait until now? She must have been caught by these two and was using this as an excuse to deceive them.

  She quietly approached and carefully observed the situation. Mu Rongyan was indeed bound with her hands tied behind her back, and she had injuries on her body. The two male cultivators were from the Purple Cloud Sect, one around twenty years old, and the other twenty-five or six.

  They soon found the location of the monster, and then she saw the two men suddenly furious, taking out a spiritual instrument: "You stinky girls, how dare you deceive us brothers!"

  Ke Mu Rong Yan was also quick-witted, dodging to one side with all her might, cleverly startling the demon beast and then hiding behind the two men. The demon beast pounced on the two men instead.

  This monster was a first-class giant ape. Although its cultivation was not obvious, it had thick and rough skin with infinite strength. The two men were temporarily restrained from moving their hands and feet.

  Murong Yan took a look and quietly retreated. Taking advantage of the fact that the two men were momentarily distracted, she hastily sprinted backwards.

  "Big brother, he's going to run!" The young one glared fiercely at Murong Yan's back.

  The older one who used a spiritual artifact to block the giant ape's attack shouted: "Go after her! She actually deceived us, we can't let her get away!"

  "Good!" The young Chou's spirit returned, and he chased after him from behind his body.

  He barely blocked the giant ape's attack again and muttered: "No way, it's too strong. I guess I have to bring out my treasure."

  Thinking so, he took out a purple ball the size of a pigeon egg from his bosom and threw it at the giant ape. With a loud "boom", the giant ape was suddenly blown to pieces, its blood splattering everywhere. The nearby rocks and trees were also blown away, leveling an area of about ten zhang in diameter.

  The man looked at the scene with some pain, where not a single piece of flesh was intact, and wondered if it was heartbreaking to see the bodies that had been blown apart, or if it was heartbreaking to see his beloved treasures being used up. He felt heartbroken for a while, then gritted his teeth and followed his younger brother in pursuit.

  But he only ran a few steps before hearing his younger brother's mournful cry, and with a start, he hastily rushed forward: "Third Brother, Third Brother!!" Not far away, he found his brother lying on the ground, while there was no one else around.

  Mo Tian Ge pulled Mu Rong Yan into a mad dash, only stopping when they could no longer sense that person's presence.

  Murong Yan looked at her with gratitude: "Ye Shidi, thank you so much. Fortunately I met you, otherwise I..."

  Mo Tian Ge shook her head and smiled at her, "Muruong Shijie doesn't have to be polite, it's just a small effort." She paused for a moment, curiously asking, "Shijie, what's going on?"

  Her question made Murong Yan sigh and shake her head, "It's all my fault for not practicing diligently before. This time I've really suffered enough. Several times I encountered disciples of the Purple Mist Sect, it was always a narrow escape, later when I bumped into them, originally they wanted to kill me, so I deceived them saying there was a rare herb here..."

  It's indeed like that. Mo Tian Ge nodded: "What exactly is in his hand, and how can its power be so great?"

  "That... I'm not very clear either, the spiritual instrument doesn't look like a spiritual instrument, the treasure doesn't look like a treasure, it seems to be a special thing made from the essence of a demon beast and thunder system magic. Once thrown with spiritual energy, it will explode, its power is extremely great. Whatever I see, no one can stop."

  This thing is the first time I've seen the Heavenly Song, its power is indeed extremely great, I'm afraid that even a Qi Refining Cultivator wouldn't be able to withstand it, so she chose to run away, after all, she still doesn't want to risk her life.

  Seeing Murong Yan, Mo Tian Ge couldn't help but think of Murong Zi. She hesitated for a moment and decided to go out first. At present, the situation is precarious, if she suddenly lets her know that her brother has fallen, she might be emotionally unstable, affecting her combat skills. So she asked: "What's your plan next, Senior Sister Murong?"

  Murong Yan smiled bitterly when she asked, "To be honest with you, Leaf Shidi, before I came here, I was ambitious and determined to win a foundation-building pill. Now I realize that I didn't know the height of the sky or the thickness of the earth. There's no use regretting now, I just hope to leave safely and work hard to cultivate in the future."

  Listening to her words, Mo Tian Ge nodded secretly. It seemed that she had really understood, which was good, and it wasn't a waste of Mu Rong Zi's efforts.

  "Ye Shidi..." Murong Yan hesitated for a moment, then shook her head. "Forget it, if I'm lucky enough to get out of here alive, let's just part ways for now."

  Moyuan Song was taken aback: "Isn't Master Muyong coming with me?"

  Murong Yan suddenly turned around: "Doesn't Brother Ye mind going with me?"

  Moyuan Song was stunned for a moment before reacting, wondering if she thought he wouldn't want to be with her. He smiled and asked, "What do you think, Shifu?"

  Seeing her expression, Murong Yan couldn't help but smile awkwardly: "I was overthinking..."

  The two of them smiled at each other, and the estrangement caused by the recent changes in their sect instantly disappeared. Murong Yan also relaxed her facial expression, with a hint of lightness: "Ye Shidi, I really underestimated you before. I didn't expect your magic to be so powerful——sigh, I was indeed too lazy in the past."

  "Hey, sister, you know you're lazy and that's okay. I'm aware of my own lack of talent, so I have to work hard." She gazed up at the starry sky again, "It's already midnight, sis. We can move closer to each other in another hour."

  Murong Yan's face showed a hesitant expression: "Go now? There should be many people going to the middle, shouldn't we avoid it for a while?"

  "Rest assured, now that we're approaching the exit, everyone wants to leave and won't want to cause any trouble. It's actually safer than before."

  It makes sense, so Murong Yan finally decided to believe her and readily said: "Then let Ye Shidi take charge, I'll follow him."

  Moy Tian Ge nodded: "Is the injury on Shifu's body okay? Is there any problem with hurrying along?"

  Murong Yan said: "It doesn't matter, it's just a minor injury."

  Since she was certain, Mo Tian Ge didn't hesitate either: "Then let's go."

  The two of them each used their light body techniques and rushed towards the middle section.

  The more they went towards the center, the more people there were. Murong Yan was getting increasingly uneasy and asked in a low voice: "Ye Shidi, is it really alright?"

  Mo Tian Ge pulled her hand and gave her a smile: "It's okay, trust me."

  Murong Yan's face suddenly turned red, and she finally nodded: "Uh-huh."

  Mo Tian Ge didn't notice, still pulling her hand as they sprinted towards the exit.

  There's an update ticket... I don't know if it'll arrive on time. Speaking of which, this survey is really despairing, more than half the people chose a few chapters' worth of fighting methods...