Clad in black, the silent sickle reaps souls. The wandering cultivator once heard whispers of the notorious death servants of the Divine Grace Sect, yet he dismissed them as re rumors, not worth his attention.
In his past, he paid them no heed. But now, he stands on the brink of becoming a lost soul under the blade, filled with remorse.
Regardless of whether the heavens would grant him another chance, he would surely cry out, "Save !"
"Murder! The Divine Grace Sect dispatches death servants to kill, intending to forcefully seize the coveted spot of Star Picking Pavilion's disciple through such sinister ans!"
The wandering cultivator urged his true qi and shouted for help, attempting to draw the attention of nearby cultivators. However, his pleas fell on deaf ears.
The death servants of the Divine Grace Sect had ford a peculiar array, completely sealing the space around him. Within this space, one couldn't leave, sound couldn't escape, and even souls couldn't flee.
The actions of the Divine Grace Sect's death servants, in their pursuit of murder and plunder, drained all value from their prey.
Such conduct resembled that of dark cultivators. Naturally, the Divine Grace Sect wouldn't allow anyone who encountered their death servants to have the chance to speak out.
Upon sighting the dead servants of the Divine Grace Sect, few could escape alive. Even if soone managed to flee by chance, they would be subject to endless pursuit by the Divine Grace Sect's death servants.
"Save !"
"Have rcy, good sirs! Spare , for I have elders to care for and youngsters to raise."
"And a sickly wife is waiting for at ho, pleading for my return to marry her. Please, have rcy and spare my life!"
The wandering cultivator's tongue was slippery; he shouted for help while quietly pleading for rcy.
His eyes were filled with despair and panic, darting around as he pondered all possible ans of escape.
As a wandering cultivator, one could never give up until the very end.
Even if filled with despair, one had to find a glimr of hope within it; this was the sole survival rule for wandering cultivators in this cruel world of cultivation.
Unfortunately, today he encountered emotionless killing machines. The death servants of the Divine Grace Sect obeyed orders without a hint of emotion.
They raised their curved blades, ready to end the life of the wandering cultivator trapped within the array.
Similar scenes unfolded in three other locations beneath the night rain of the silent sickle, each filled with despair.
Faced with the imposing presence of the Divine Grace Sect, ordinary wandering cultivators had no room for resistance.
"Master! You go first!"
"I'll face them!"
The master and disciple, having obtained one of the coveted spots, were evidently on the death servants' harvesting list as well.
The disciple, with red eyes, was ready to fight for his life, but his master was desperately pushing him away.
However, they were just King Stage cultivators, insignificant ants before the death servants of the Divine Grace Sect.
As the curved blades descended, it marked the mont of their demise.
However, ...
Just as the death servants of the Divine Grace Sect raised their curved blades, three beams of golden light illuminated the darkness of the night. Under the golden light, a stout figure erged!
As the wandering cultivators looked at Sheng Xuzi in the golden light, despair in their eyes slowly turned to hope.
"The Lord has arrived!"
"We're saved, disciples!"
The master and disciple leaned on each other for support.
With a wave of Sheng Xuzi's hand, the Immortal Kings under his command instantly rushed toward the dead servants of the Divine Grace Sect. At the sa ti, more people appeared beside Sheng Xuzi.
Among them were representatives of various factions from the auction, as well as so powerful wandering cultivators.
Among them stood a figure, elegant and extraordinary, captivating even in the darkness of the night.
It was Gu Lan.
He had co here primarily for the master and disciple among the wandering cultivators.
He couldn't let them die unjustly under the sickle without knowing where they obtained the Nine Heavens Earth Essence.
At this mont, the array ford by the death servants of the Divine Grace Sect was broken by the golden light, completely exposed to everyone's sight, while the Immortal Kings of the Star Picking Pavilion engaged in battle with them.
"These fellows are the death servants of the Divine Grace Sect? Such heavy malevolence emanates from them! Each one must have taken the lives of thousands!"
"These death servants practice such sinister thods. Each one deserves to die!"
"The Divine Grace Sect dares to make moves outside of Tianqi City, targeting the Star Picking Pavilion. Lord Sheng Xuzi must not spare Yunlu!"
Representatives of various factions were filled with righteous indignation. If not for fearing the strength of the Divine Grace Sect, they would have allied against them at this mont.
"Naturally."
"Today, they are caught red-handed. Even if the Sect Master of the Divine Grace Sect personally arrives, they must explain the Star Picking Pavilion."
As Sheng Xuzi's words fell, a streak of light leaped from the sky and swiftly arrived before the crowd.
It was an old man with white hair, whose strength had reached the first level of the Emperor Realm, a senior figure supported by the Star Picking Pavilion.
In the old man's hands was a figure, none other than Yunlu. However, at this mont, Yunlu's cultivation was completely sealed, devoid of his forr arrogance.
"Sheng Xuzi! What is the aning of this?" Yunlu questioned loudly.
Sheng Xuzi didn't even bother to respond to him; instead, he stepped forward and respectfully greeted the white-haired old man.
"Today, I trouble Elder Xiao to take action."
"No problem. You are the Pavilion Master of the Star Picking Pavilion, and I am a supplicant of the Star Picking Pavilion. Naturally, I should obey your orders."
"I've brought back the person. With the task completed, I'll take my leave."
After the white-haired old man finished speaking, he disappeared on the spot. At that mont, the Immortal Kings dispatched by Sheng Xuzi brought back all the dead servants of the Divine Grace Sect.
However, many of the dead servants were already beyond help. The master and disciple pair, along with two other wandering cultivators, were rescued.
"Pavilion Master Sheng Xuzi's foresight, knowing that the Divine Grace Sect would target these wandering cultivators, truly demonstrates his exceptional insight!"
"It's rumored that the Star Picking Pavilion possesses treasures capable of predicting celestial phenona. It seems to be true!"
Representatives of various factions, seeing the Divine Grace Sect's defeat, were delighted and began to flatter Sheng Xuzi.
It was their first real experience of the Star Picking Pavilion's thods, so their praises for Sheng Xuzi were sowhat sincere.
As the saying goes, flattery is never too much. With everyone's praise, Sheng Xuzi felt a bit elated, but he still maintained an appearance of humility.
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"You flatter ."
"Today's success in intercepting the Divine Grace Sect's death servants was not my doing. It was all thanks to the guidance of a senior."
Sheng Xuzi dared not claim credit for this matter. After all, detecting the abnormality of the Divine Grace Sect was not his achievent.
If not for the guidance of the senior, he would still be counting spirit stones in the Star Picking Pavilion's treasury.
As he spoke, he glanced intentionally or unintentionally at Gu Lan. Seeing that the senior didn't mind these trivial matters, he felt relieved.
Other people hearing the term "senior" didn't find it strange. They assud that the "senior" ntioned by Sheng Xuzi was the Emperor Realm elder who had just appeared.
The insight of an Emperor Realm powerhouse into the thods of the Divine Grace Sect was quite convincing and not surprising.
Only Yunlu sensed sothing amiss and looked at Gu Lan...
"Do you have anything else to say?"
"Do you think you can plant invisible markers on these wandering cultivators without others knowing?"
Sheng Xuzi looked at Yunlu with a friendly smile. That damn smiling tiger... Yunlu gritted his teeth and withdrew his gaze. He still couldn't figure out where he had lost.
Seeing one dead servant after another either dead or sealed like himself, Yunlu's eyes filled with gloom.
He hadn't expected that his plan, which seed flawless, would be thwarted by the tily appearance of the Star Picking Pavilion's people, even mobilizing an Emperor Realm powerhouse to capture him alive.
"In Tianqi City, within the Star Picking Pavilion, there is a mysterious treasure, the Celestial Observing Disk, which can predict the celestial phenona of the four seasons and foresee all things."
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