Jiangli pursed her lips and said, "Okay."
Pei Jiu exhaled sharply, then started coughing up blood.
Seeing his consciousness about to fade, Jiangli imdiately asked, "Do you know where Qu Lin might be?"
Pei Jiu’s eyelids twitched slightly, "No, no—"
Before finishing his sentence, his body suddenly lurched forward, then dropped heavily.
He had no breath left.
Jiangli checked his pulse and exhaled deeply.
Fu Shiyan was certain that Pei Jiu couldn’t survive; he placed a hand on Jiangli’s shoulder.
Jiangli quietly murmured that it was okay, then her ears suddenly felt warm, prompting her to stand up.
Noticing her odd expression, Fu Shiyan asked, "What is it?"
"The protective array I left in Jiaoyang Temple has been broken. They should have gone to Jiaoyang Temple."
With a stern face, Jiangli said, "We must hurry back."
Fu Shiyan looked at the unconscious people on the ground: "What about them?"
"Take them back."
As Jiangli spoke, she opened a portal with a formation right there.
Imdiately, the red thread in her hand flew out, binding Xun Tianhai, ng Hongyao, and the others and pulled them into the portal.
Fu Shiyan saw this and followed into the portal.
Jiangli gently moved her foot, and the portal shifted slightly.
The next mont, Jiangli and Fu Shiyan, with the others in tow, appeared in Jiaoyang Temple.
Xia Xin stood in the courtyard, his left shoulder stained with blood.
Opposite him, Qin Sai, who had fled yesterday, was trapped in a formation, engulfed in flas, his body almost entirely consud, leaving only a wisp of his soul.
Hearing the commotion, Xia Xin turned his head.
Jiangli looked over.
Seeing Xia Xin’s spiritual feature, her eyes widened with a jolt, instinctively stepping forward quickly.
Xia Xin looked at Jiangli, smiled politely, and bowed, "Master."
Jiangli approached him, staring in disbelief, "You... it’s actually you..."
Xia Xin maintained his smile.
Jiangli’s eyes turned slightly red, "Weren’t you... scattered into the nether? How can it be you..."
She suddenly recalled the familiar feeling she had sensed from Xia Xin before.
Upon hearing this, Xia Xin’s gaze moved past Jiangli, looking at Fu Shiyan who was walking over, and he bowed, "Greetings, Divine Monarch."
Fu Shiyan nodded slightly.
Xia Xin then turned back to Jiangli, "Master, it was the Divine Monarch who saved ."
Jiangli couldn’t help turning sharply to look at Fu Shiyan.
Fu Shiyan said calmly, "We’ll talk about this later."
Hearing this, Jiangli knew there was more pressing business at hand.
She composed herself and quickly surveyed the situation in the courtyard.
She then swiftly moved to Fu’er.
Master Wu crouched beside Fu’er.
Seeing Jiangli approaching, he stood up, "Abbot..."
Jiangli didn’t have ti to speak, crouching down and checking Fu’er’s soul condition.
Her brow furrowed slightly as she looked at Fu’er, "You..."
"It was the ancestral divine intervention that kept alive just a bit longer..." Fu’er gave a weak smile, "Unfortunately, I fear I can’t accompany the old ancestor..."
His soul was splitting badly, but hadn’t completely shattered, thanks to the divine intervention leaving so spiritual power.
However, that spiritual power could dissipate at any mont.
By then he would surely be dead.
Jiangli’s mouth turned downward slightly, and she opened her mouth, "I’ll send you on your reincarnation journey."
Fu’er smiled lightly, "Alright..."
Jiangli imdiately summoned Judge Cui.
Before long, Judge Cui appeared in Jiaoyang Temple.
Jiangli handed Fu’er over to Judge Cui and said, "Besides Fu’er, there are also others."
Jiangli pointed at Xun Tianhai and the others.
Judge Cui was taken aback, "They are all living..."
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