Exit 69

  In the center of the mountain forest, there was a large clearing. Around the clearing, many monks had gathered, with disciples from all three sects present, each eyeing the others warily and being cautious.

  Moyun Ge arrived with Murong Yan, and everyone's attention was focused on them. However, no one made a move because they were all afraid of breaking the balance. Although there were many disciples of the Purple Mist Sect present, each and every one of them valued their lives. The Cloud and Fog Sect and Golden Knife Gate disciples also did not dare to make a move in this obviously disadvantageous situation, otherwise, if they failed to kill their enemies but instead lost their own lives, it would be too great a loss.

  Ignoring the gazes of those people, Mo Tian Ge found a corner near his fellow disciples and pulled Mu Rong Yan over.

  These people saw that they were no longer moving and their eyes moved away from them, staring at the newcomers.

  Mo Tian Ge cautiously scanned the surroundings. The Zixia Sect's main vein had indeed suffered heavy losses, with fewer than a hundred people present, and even if those who hadn't arrived yet were added, they probably wouldn't exceed two hundred in total. The Yunwu Sect and Jindao Gate combined had around sixty to seventy people, each of them covered in blood and with fierce gazes.

  She knew that only Jiang Shanghang was there, who had obviously gone through a tough battle and was now sitting in a place. The others, Qin Xi, Liu Yidao, and Xu Jingzhi were not present.

  Moy Tian Ge slightly furrowed his brow. He was somewhat worried that, judging from the number of people present, it's likely that more than half of the cultivators who died this time were still unaccounted for, and he couldn't be certain if those three people were still alive.

  At this time, Murong Yan gently pulled her sleeve and whispered: "Ye Shidi."

  Seeing her pale complexion, Mo Tian Ge let out a comforting smile: "Don't worry."

  Here, Murong Yan knew that her methods and vision were no match for hers, so she obediently listened to her words.

  Mò Tiān Gē raised his head and looked up at the sky, the color of which had already turned pale, and dawn was approaching. Once it's daylight, the exit array will appear here, and then we can leave.

  She picked a clean spot on the grass, pulled Murong Yan down to sit with her. She seemed to be meditating like everyone else, but in reality, she was fully focused on observing her surroundings. Many people present were likely as vigilant as she was, no one wanted to lose their life at the critical moment.

  Another group of cultivators from the Purple Mist Sect arrived, and Mo Tian Ge swept her gaze over them, furrowing her brow as she discovered that the old man who had escaped from the Poison Spring was among them. However, she didn't intend to take any action. Firstly, although they had fought once before, there was no deep-seated grudge between them. Secondly, if she were to make a move, it would disrupt the balance of power, and she still wanted to preserve her life to return home.

  The old man also found her, a look of surprise flashed across his face, and then he pretended not to see her like everyone else - presumably many people in the scene were doing so, it's better to settle the score later, it's not worth risking one's life.

  More and more people arrived, nearing the time of Chen. From time to time, a few Taoist priests emerged from the woods, finding their own camp and standing at attention. Enemies also appeared together, but they glared at each other without taking action.

  Just as everyone was eagerly awaiting the opening of the formation, a loud shout suddenly came: "Stinky girl, I've finally found you! Return my brother's life to me!" A figure then rushed towards Murong Yu.

  Mo Tian Ge's eyebrows furrowed, one hand pulled up Murong Yan, the other hand drew out a Qingmu sword to block the opponent. Taking a closer look, it was the elder brother of the pair who had just caught Murong Yan.

  Damn it! Mo Tian Ge turned his head to look, and indeed the atmosphere in the field changed. Everyone's eyes fell on them, and many people had already quietly taken out their spiritual instruments. She was extremely angry in her heart, this foolish big guy, earlier when she heard their brothers' conversation, she felt that they were silly, it seemed that they really had a problem with their brains! At the moment, she didn't show any mercy either, and with another hand, she took out the crack earth symbol and threw it out.

  This big fool may have a dull brain, but his reaction is not slow. He flipped out with a somersault and dodged her impact.

  As soon as they made a move, the atmosphere suddenly exploded. A few Yunwu Sect disciples were about to come and help, but the Zixia Sect immediately sprang into action. Before anyone could even run over, both sides had already started fighting.

  The stranger's song couldn't help but notice the commotion on site, looked up and saw this big guy taking out a purple sphere the size of a pigeon egg, about to throw it over.

  She was shocked at once, and Murong Yan was even more pale. They were all eyewitnesses to the power of this thing, and as soon as it was thrown out, they would be 100% unable to resist.

  Just as the opponent was about to throw out the purple orb, Aoki no Uta hastily pulled out a high-level defense talisman and slapped it down, instantly creating a defensive barrier that enveloped both women.

  A loud "boom" shook the air, deafening to the ears. The cries of other cultivators could be heard from the side. Mo Tian Ge activated her spiritual energy, preparing to defend herself. But in the next moment, the incoming force was easily blocked by her.

  Huh? She opened her eyes and was stunned for a moment.

  Qin Xi gritted his teeth and shouted: "What are you staring at! Come over and help!" He raised a sword, pouring spiritual energy into it, blocking their way.

  A wild sky song like a dream just woke up, hurriedly mobilizing spiritual energy, sharing part of the impact.

  A moment later, the oppressive feeling finally subsided.

  This foolish big guy saw that they were blocked, furious and loudly shouted, and wanted to rush towards them again. Almost losing his life, Mo Tian Ge wouldn't be polite with him, a Condensed Ice Symbol was thrown out, Mu Rong Yan also didn't idle around, controlling the Spiritual Artifact to charge forward, Qin Xi released a fierce Fire Seal.

  Although this big fool's skills are not low, he can't withstand the combined attack of three people. In order to dodge the Condensed Ice Symbol, he was hit by Qin Xi's magic and slowed down for a moment, immediately being heavily beaten by Murong Yu's spiritual instrument. At this time, his footwork stumbled, and he fell down.

  They breathed a sigh of relief as he died. The purple orb was truly powerful, and except for them, the people around were affected by the disaster, with some even being blown to blood and pulp, only a small number of people blocked the impact.

  The dead and wounded were all disciples of the Yunwu Sect and Jindao Gate, although the one who started it was already dead, they were all furious, picking up their spiritual instruments and charging at the Zixia Sect disciples. The Zixia Sect disciples were also numerous and powerful, unwilling to show weakness, they too charged out. In mid-air, spells and spiritual instruments flew about everywhere.

  "Ye Shidi!" Qin Xi solved a sneak attack and beckoned to them.

  Mo Tian Ge was on guard while pulling Murong Yan closer to him.

  "Thank you, Qin."

  "Don't mention it," he said hastily, pulling out a handful of silver coins and shoving them at the two women. "Hold on for a bit, probably just one more moment before we can get out."

  Moye also knew that this was no time for courtesy, so he took the talisman handed over to him and turned around to throw a fierce flame talisman at the rushing Zixia Sect disciples.

  This great battle was the most participated and intense one since that day and night. The sky was filled with flying spells, talismans, and spiritual instruments, making it impossible to distinguish between friend and foe, and even evasion was not possible, leaving only the option of using spells and talismans to withstand the attacks head-on. In the end, they three could no longer hold on, so each person stuck a defensive talisman on themselves, withstanding all sorts of attacks.

  Finally, a white light lit up in the center of the empty space, this white light grew brighter and brighter, slowly gathering into the shape of an array, flowing with colorful lights, filled with spiritual energy.

  Everyone's attention was drawn to the formation, and even the fighting stopped. In an instant, a swarm of people rushed towards the formation.

  Mò Tiān Gē had intended to retreat, but the result was that there were also people rushing up from behind. A group of people surged forward in a chaotic manner, squeezing towards the formation.

  Before long, they were squeezed onto the stage, and in a flash of light, the scenery around them had changed.

  The Heaven Song raised his head, and at a glance, he saw the three Dan-cultivators with pale faces. On the cliff, disciples came out one after another, almost every one of them was covered in blood and looked disheveled, some were even seriously injured.

  Mu Rongyan beside her leaned in close and whispered: "Ye Shidi, will we...?"

  Mo Tian Ge shook his head and replied in a low voice, "Don't worry."

  These cultivators, although pale-faced, had no intention of killing and shouldn't be slaughtered. Besides, after the last battle, probably only a third of the original disciples survived; if they were to be dealt with, it would be better to just recruit new ones.

  Away from the environment full of murderous intentions, no longer being cautious everywhere, Mo Tian Ge only felt exhausted all over, and her body tilted to one side. She almost fell down. But when she turned her head, she saw Mu Rong Yan concentrating on the formation.

  Moyuan Song's heart skipped a beat as she suddenly remembered that she hadn't told him about Murong Zi yet.

  "Murong Shijie..."

  Murong Yan lightly responded with a "yes", but didn't look at her, still staring at the formation.

  Mo Tian Ge took a deep breath and suddenly felt some resentment towards himself, having to say such cruel news: "Actually, I met Mu Rong Shixiong."

  Upon hearing this sentence, Murong Yan suddenly turned her head around.

  Mo Tian Ge gritted his teeth and said: "Murong Shifu has already passed away."

  Murong Yan was stunned, seemingly unable to believe it. Her face gradually turned pale, and she suddenly grabbed his hand: "Ye Shidi, you... say that again?"

  Mo Tian Ge sighed and repeated: "I met Mu Rong Shifu, he has already passed away."

  Murong Yan's face turned pale, but she didn't let go of her hand. Instead, she stared at her intensely: "Does my junior brother have any evidence?"

  This time, Mo Tian Ge didn't say anything, he just handed over Murong Zi's Qian Kun bag.

  Murong Yan's hands trembled as she took it, hastily opening it. When she saw those familiar spiritual instruments, her face finally showed a hint of sorrow, and she covered her face with her hands.

  Although Mu Rong Zi's death was not his responsibility, he couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt for being the one who survived their battle together. Seeing Mu Rong Yan so grief-stricken now made Mo Tian Ge feel terrible inside.

  Qin Xi patted her shoulder and shook his head, as if comforting her that it wasn't her responsibility. She forced out a smile, but didn't feel any better.

  "Sister, don't be sad, brother thought of you building the foundation until his death... " She couldn't continue speaking after that. A few dry comforting words, how could they make up for the pain of losing a loved one?

  It took a long time for Murong Yan to put down her hands. Her face was no longer tearful, but pale and dull. She used to be a lovely girl, but after a series of blows recently, she had lost her former radiance.

  "Sorry, Ye Shidi, it's not that I don't trust you, it's just that..."

  "I understand." Mo Tian Ge took out a jade box and handed it to her, "This is Mu Rong's ashes. Don't be too sad, elder sister. The deceased has passed on, we must live better from now on."

  Murong Yan took over and put away the jade box and the Qiankun bag, then revealed a sorrowful smile: "Ye Shidi, please tell me, how did my big brother die?"

  "Mogentian said: 'I coincidentally met with Murong Shixiong, he had been ambushed and seriously injured. While he was still recovering from his injuries, we first encountered a second-tier iron-toothed alligator, and then ran into three other people. In the end, Murong Shixiong couldn't hold on and died together with one of them.' She added, emphasizing, 'Sister, don't think about avenging him, this vendetta is already unclear.'"

  This principle Murong Yan would not understand, only, always felt unwilling. After a long time, she wiped away the remaining tears and put on a firm expression: "Ye Shidi, don't worry, I'm no longer the ignorant me of the past, I know what to do." Then, she laughed self-deprecatingly, "Although we're not biological siblings, big brother has always doted on me since childhood, no matter what I wanted, he'd find a way to get it for me... now, he's found a way to get me the Zhu Ji Dan, but I never thought... the price would be his life."

  I fell asleep while writing yesterday, disappointing Liyan's "update" ticket. Honestly, it seems like I've been stuck on the article, so today I pulled out what I wrote yesterday and almost completely rewrote it. Thanks to the 5,000-year-old reward from above and below today.