Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Upon hearing Pei Yueling’s statent, Gu Chaoyan raised her head and cast several lingering glances in Pei Yueling’s direction.
In the past, they had known that the mystic realm adhered to a fixed schedule of openings and closures. For instance, the current visit to the mystic realm would require at least a month before it reopened. Only then could they exit. However, Pei Yueling appeared ready to lead these individuals out now.
Wait, what?
Did this imply that Pei Yueling possessed the ability to manipulate the mystic realm’s opening and closing tis at her discretion?
Gu Chaoyan’s thoughts strayed to Elder Lin and Pei Yueling.
It seed highly plausible that the mystic realm had fallen under Pei Yueling’s control.
And now she intended to guide these people out…
“Over here!” Pei Yueling called out. She had already engaged in combat with a demonic beast that assailed them. Although the demonic beast wielded the might of a Paragon Martial God, it crumbled under Gu Chaoyan’s single blow. In monts, it lay defeated. Pei Yueling claid the creature’s core and spoke calmly, “Let’s proceed.”
She continued to lead the way.
Along their journey, various incidents unfolded, but Pei Yueling swiftly resolved them.
In under two hours, they reached the entrance to the mystic realm.
Pei Yueling surveyed the mystic realm’s entrance before her and addressed the group. “Ladies and gentlen, although this mystic realm houses nurous demon beasts, magical artifacts, pills, and even holy mansions from the Second World, it remains an exceedingly perilous domain. Unless you have a pressing reason, I advise against entering recklessly, casually, or indifferently. While the mystic realm will no longer close, the preservation of a cultivator’s life takes precedence.”
With those words…
“Everyone, please return. I too am heading back to the Grand Unity Sect,” Pei Yueling announced. With a bow, she departed.
The remaining few dozen individuals made a frenzied rush, using Sword Kinesis Flight to return to their respective sects in disarray.
Gu Chaoyan, Di Hongyun, and the leader of the Undead Race, on the other hand, strolled at a leisurely pace.
At the mystic realm’s entrance, the white deer gazed at Gu Chaoyan with wide eyes but remained within the confines of the mystic realm.
Turning around, Gu Chaoyan spoke with a mix of helplessness and indulgence, “Didn’t you say you wanted to follow ? Why are you still here?”
Hearing her words, the white deer grinned and bounded towards Gu Chaoyan.
It continued to follow her with enthusiasm.
It believed that sticking with Gu Chaoyan presented fewer dangers.
After ingesting the aura-concealing pill, no one would discern its divine beast identity.
No one had vied for it earlier.
Moreover…
In any case, the White Deer Divine Beast harbored a sense of possibility.
“Why is she suddenly so lenient? Soone as ruthless as her doesn’t seem like the type to release people so easily. It’s already surprising that she didn’t turn them into mbers of the Undead Race,” the Undead Race’s hall master pondered.
“She’s not acting out of goodwill; it’s ill will,” Gu Chaoyan remarked calmly. “Did you catch what she said before departing? She inford those individuals about the mystic realm’s advantages and the fact that it won’t close.”
“Have you noticed that among those dozen or so people, they were all wearing garnts from different sects?”
“She likely intends for these individuals to return to their sects and disseminate the news, prompting those sects to send more people into this mystic realm to court danger.. As for those who perished in the mystic realm…”
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