But Su Qinian and the four elders immediately believed it, not only because Li Qingran had the support of the ancestor behind her, but also due to a message from Yue Qianchi. If it was the work of demonic cultivators, why would Yue Qianchi's message target Song Chiyue?
What was even more bizarre was that, according to the ancestor, the soul within Song Chiyue was not hers, but belonged to a long-absent elder from the Yaochi Sacred Land—Yu Qing Zhenren.
After ruling out all other possibilities, the least likely answer turned out to be the truth.
The mastermind behind the disappearance of the talented disciples from various sects was indeed Yaochi and the Fenjing Sacred Land; as for whether the Zhenwu Sacred Land was involved, that remained unclear.
“Master, Ancestor, Yue Qianchi must be trapped in one of the three Sacred Lands. We should prepare to rescue her right away!” Elder Li from Cangjian Peak said solemnly, bowing deeply.
He had watched Yue Qianchi grow up.
This girl had a tragic background; her parents perished in a fire, leaving her an orphan at a young age.
If it hadn’t been for the Master passing by at the right moment, she might have been picked up by human traffickers and sold.
Thus, the elders of the Sword Pavilion had always doted on her, and Yue Qianchi had lived up to their expectations.
Before turning thirty, she had already reached the Golden Core stage, showcasing exceptional talent and becoming the perfect senior sister in the eyes of the Sword Pavilion disciples.
Now that Yue Qianchi was trapped, how could they just stand by?
“Sit down!” Su Qinian shot a glance at Elder Li. “Rescue? How? Don’t you think the situation is chaotic enough already?!”
“Master, that girl is your disciple!” Elder Li knelt, his voice trembling with urgency.
Su Qinian turned away, taking a deep breath. He wanted to steady his emotions; after all, he was the leader of a sect, but he couldn’t help but choke up. “Do you think I don’t know Yue Qianchi is my disciple? But you are all disciples of the Sword Pavilion too, and your status in my heart is no different from hers. The Sacred Lands are perilous, filled with powerful beings in the Void Realm. You must not take risks!”
“Well, Master…”
“I will go and bring Yue Qianchi back myself.”
“Enough! Everyone, be quiet!” Chen Huai'an rapped the hilt of his sword.
He had already used the Heavenly Mechanism to search for Yue Qianchi.
But the Heavenly Mechanism was obscured, and given his current level of luck, he couldn’t determine Yue Qianchi’s exact location.
However, based on the direction indicated by the Eye of the Heavenly Mechanism, it was clear she was in the Yaochi Sacred Land.
Yet, the Yaochi Sacred Land was not located in a specific area of the Cangyun Realm; it was hidden in a subspace, somewhat similar to the current state of the Sword Pavilion in his small world.
The three Sacred Lands were all within their own small worlds, the origins of which were unknown. These small worlds were sealed off from the outside, with formations continuously drawing in spiritual energy from the Cangyun Realm, resulting in a concentration of spiritual energy far greater than that of the Cangyun Realm.
Entering the small world where the Sacred Land resided was undoubtedly difficult.
But the main issue was still a lack of strength. If he could attain the power of the Great Ascension stage, rescuing Yue Qianchi would surely not be a difficult task.
“Qingran, do you have any of Yue Qianchi’s personal belongings? Bring something over.”
Yue Qianchi often came to play with Li Qingran, sometimes even sleeping in her bed to absorb spiritual energy.
So, there should be some personal items stored at Li Qingran’s place.
It definitely wasn’t something he had seen before.
Li Qingran rummaged through her small room for a while and soon emerged with a piece of cloth.
“Master, this is Senior Sister’s.” Li Qingran carefully rolled the cloth into a ball, and those around her had no idea what it was.
She stepped closer, about to whisper in her Master’s ear, when he had already taken the bundle.
“I know!” he said.
Li Qingran: “???”
Wait, how did the Master know?
Could he tell just from a piece of cloth?
Chen Huai'an placed the cloth ball next to the Yang Soul Mirror. Usually, he focused on Li Qingran, but sometimes Yue Qianchi was there too, and he didn’t realize she was present. This girl had a carefree personality, so it was inevitable she would bring him some benefits.
For instance, she didn’t like wearing a bellyband because it always felt tight; wearing one was like not wearing anything at all.
So, she preferred tighter strips of cloth, which were easier to wear and move in.
Was this what he, Chen Huai'an, wanted to see? He was not that kind of person at all.
The Yang Soul Mirror quickly produced results, revealing Yue Qianchi.
At that moment, she was sitting cross-legged, seemingly unaware of her surroundings, but from the current situation, it was clear she was not in immediate danger.
“Master, how is Qianchi?” Su Qinian wanted to see but didn’t dare to get too close.
“She’s fine.” Chen Huai'an reassured Su Qinian, saying, “The Yaochi Sacred Land finds Yue Qianchi useful; they won’t kill her in the short term. In fact, they might even treat her well.”
“We face two challenges ahead.
First, we will inevitably face pursuit from the Sacred Lands. The disciples of the Sword Pavilion are currently in my small world for quiet cultivation, so don’t think about undertaking sect missions; I will handle the resources.
Second, we must not rush to rescue Yue Qianchi. We cannot provoke those two Great Ascension stage Zhenren.
First, we need to understand what the Yaochi Sacred Land wants with Yue Qianchi. Knowing their intentions will help us find the right approach!”
From Yue Qianchi’s good condition, Chen Huai'an deduced that the Yaochi Sacred Land’s interest in her was definitely not as simple as wanting to strip her of her talent.
If that were the case, they would have done it long ago. Why keep her confined?
Su Qinian also realized he had acted impulsively.
What difference was it between him, a perfected Transformation stage cultivator, barging into the Sacred Land and seeking death?
In the end, he would end up empty-handed, and no one would be saved.
But how could they find out the ultimate goal of the Sacred Land…?
“Master, the girl I rescued in the secret realm who practiced demonic cultivation seems to have a conflict with the Sacred Land; she might know something.”
Li Qingran recalled some details.
When that girl made her move, she directly exposed the true identity of the monk Huikong.
It was clear that she had faced off against the people from the Sacred Land before.
As soon as she finished speaking, a surge of demonic energy erupted from the small house atop Luoxia Peak.
Everyone turned to see a girl standing at the door, wielding a demonic blade.
Her robes billowed with the force of the demonic energy, and the killing intent around her coalesced into a mist of blood, distorting the air around her.
Her crimson eyes locked onto them.
“Kill…”
A low, beast-like growl erupted from her lips.
“Kill, kill, kill! Hehehe!”
“Anyone who stands in my way dies! Wipe them all out!!!”
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**Chapter 243: Secrets**
The Soul Abyss of the demonic blade is filled with countless souls.
If one forcibly uses an uncontrollable power, such as activating the blade domain with Golden Core energy, it will trigger a backlash of demonic energy.
In addition to intense pain, the body may temporarily be possessed by the vengeful souls within the demonic blade.
Once these vengeful souls have killed enough and absorbed sufficient killing intent, the backlash will end. The killing intent absorbed by these souls can, in turn, enhance the power of the Soul Abyss until it can suppress the wielder, turning them into a puppet that only obeys the blade.
It can be said that the power of the Soul Abyss comes from the vengeful souls within the blade, which can also control them to attack. However, during a backlash of demonic energy, one cannot decide whether the vengeful souls will emerge or not, much like a dog that has been cooped up for too long; as soon as the door opens a crack, it will rush out uncontrollably.
Just like now, it actually didn’t want the demonic energy backlash to happen because this was the Sword Pavilion.
Watching the girl step forward, Chen Huai'an narrowed his eyes.
**Mo Shumei**
**Status: Demonic Energy Backlash**
“Demonic energy backlash? Interesting!”
Su Qinian said, “Ancestor, is this the demonic cultivator Qingran rescued? How interesting~”
An elder remarked, “This is the first time I’ve observed a demonic cultivator up close. Quite fascinating.”
The vengeful soul saw a flash before it realized it was surrounded by a group of cultivators.
These cultivators all exuded the oppressive aura of the Transformation stage, and one of them was unfathomably powerful.
“Kill… the sand drifts with the wind, the flowers sway in the water, my beloved girl, where are you…”
The vengeful soul sang a mountain song and danced under the fierce gazes of the crowd, then quickly slipped off Mo Shumei and retreated back into the Soul Abyss.
The demonic energy backlash ended.
Mo Shumei opened her eyes, terrified, and fell to the ground.
“Oh my god!” Seeing the gleaming ‘Sword Pavilion’ jade tokens at the waists of these cultivators, she felt she was as good as dead.