Fly for a while longer.
Xie Jiuniang stopped because the sword spirit couldn't find the right direction for a moment and didn't want to find a safe place to stay.
It's a stone cave.
Judging from the situation, it should have been opened up by the disciples who came here to train before. The sword spirit flew out and circled around nearby.
Xie Jiuniang set up the formation and took out the cushion to meditate.
A broken sword flew back.
The sword spirit was shocked and said, "The fighting has started. The people outside are fighting."
"Who started the fight?"
"The disciples of Tianxu Sect and Wuji Sect started fighting over a dragon's breath grass."
"Someone found the Dragon's Breath Grass so quickly?"
"Someone is lucky."
"Then do you know who found it first? Forget it, no matter who found it first, it's right to help fellow disciples." Xie Jiuniang was very clear about the key points.
He collected the cushion and formation plate in the cave, stepped on the broken sword and quickly rushed to the place where the fight was taking place.
I could hear a fighting going on ahead from a distance.
He first used his spiritual sense to investigate, and indeed saw several Tianxu Sect disciples fighting with Wuji Sect members. Judging from the situation, the Tianxu Sect, which had fewer people, was at a disadvantage. The fact that they were able to gather together so quickly was obviously because they formed a team in advance, used a special method to find out the location of their teammates, and then successfully joined together.
Xie Jiuniang saw Ren Bingyan.
Ren Bingyan wielded an extremely sharp ice sword and was fighting two enemies alone.
"As expected of the sect's genius, he has made rapid progress, just a little bit behind me." Xie Jiuniang discussed with the sword spirit as she hurried forward.
The sword spirit agreed with this and said, "That's right."
When Xie Jiuniang hurried over, she happened to see a Wuji Sect disciple sneak attacking a Tianxu Sect disciple.
The first thing Xie Jiuniang did was to save people.
However, there was someone who was faster than her. Holding a spear in his hand, he killed the disciple who had attacked Tianxu Sect with one shot, piercing the opponent's heart.
The man who saved the people was a normal-looking man wearing the inner sect clothing of the Tianxu Sect. His appearance was very unfamiliar and no one could remember who he was. Only Xie Jiuniang knew.
That person was Mo Chuan in disguise.
Mo Chuan quickly joined the melee.
With his joining, the situation in Tianxu Sect improved.
Xie Jiuniang stood aside with her foot on the broken sword. She did not immediately join the melee, but spoke loudly and sarcastically, "I heard earlier that the Wuji Sect has been in a bad mood in recent years, and they always like to snatch things from others. I didn't believe it, but now I have seen it with my own eyes."
Mo Chuan, who was fighting, chuckled and echoed, "Junior Sister Yuan Xi may not know that in the secret realm, the Wuji Sect is hated by all gods and ghosts. Last time, we suffered a great loss in the Luyuan Secret Realm, and we were unable to stop them from seeking death."
Xie Jiuniang stood taller.
Looking down from above, she glanced at him with her beautiful peach blossom eyes, "Please call me Senior Sister. I am currently at the eighth level of the Golden Core."
Mo Chuan, "…"
Is this the point
The other disciples of Tianxu Sect were speechless.
The sword spirit stammered, "Dog master, don't embarrass yourself. Didn't you notice that Mo Chuan is also at the eighth level of the Golden Core? She entered the sect earlier than you, so it's not wrong for her to call you Junior Sister."
Now it was Xie Jiuniang's turn to remain silent.
Isn’t Mo Chuan’s cultivation speed too weird
Last time, Long Yuan was only in the early stage of Jindan... At this moment, she completely forgot that she was only in the foundation-building stage at that time.
Xie Jiuniang had complicated feelings towards Mo Chuan.
A person who she had buried in her heart for half her previous life was destined to be her enemy in this life. Subconsciously, she didn't want to see him, and as long as she didn't see him, she could just pretend he didn't exist.
But now the opponent's cultivation is not inferior to hers.
Xie Jiuniang couldn't help but ask: "You bastard, do you think I am the son of destiny, or he is the son of destiny?"
"What do you want to ask?" The sword spirit was surprised.
"You know my training speed. But he is actually not worse than me."
"This is nothing. He still has a semi-immortal weapon. His luck is only slightly worse than yours." The sword spirit did not say it, but there seemed to be a strong breath of vitality on Mo Chuan, but it was vague and unpredictable.
Xie Jiuniang was not unacceptable to this.
There is always someone better than you.
However, when it comes to luck, she doesn't quite agree.
Privately, she felt that the other person's luck was much better than hers. You know, she had lived an ordinary life for the first eleven years since she was born, and was bullied by her uncle's family. After leaving the family, her life was not much better, and she lived in fear every day.
It's really miserable.
He is not as free and easy as Mo Chuan, who became famous at a young age and lived a glorious life.
Even though he has been down and out recently, his strength is still there.
Mo Chuan helped Ren Bingyan and others to fight off the Wuji Sect's disciples. Knowing they were no match for them, the Wuji Sect's disciples fled faster than anyone else.
Then, Ren Bingyan went to pick a dragon's breath grass.
Ren Bingyan expressed her gratitude to Mo Chuan and asked about his peak location and name. Mo Chuan only said that when you meet a fellow disciple, you should help each other, and then he left without any intention of sharing the Dragon Breath Grass.
At this moment, Mo Chuan thought he had hidden himself very well, and he didn't know that Xie Jiuniang had already seen through him, and she was malicious and said nothing.
Ren Bingyan stepped forward and was about to thank Xie Jiuniang, "Master Yuan Xi... Senior Sister."
The moment she called out "Senior Sister", Ren Bingyan's delicate face froze for a moment.
"Hey! I'm here."
Xie Jiuniang deserves to be particularly comfortable.
It's like taking a sip of iced tea on a hot summer day.
One of the two beauties from the East Region in the previous life, I have to call her Senior Sister in this life. My vanity has never been so full. "You don't have to care about me. I didn't make any move just now."
"I still have to thank Senior Sister Yuan Xi for her help." Ren Bingyan bowed as a peer to express her gratitude.
The remaining few people came forward and thanked Xie Jiuniang.
Xie Jiuniang told them not to be polite and left alone.
The matter was over, there was no point in staying any longer. Only a few people noticed that the direction Xie Jiuniang left was exactly the direction the Wuji Sect disciples had fled just now.
There is sword spirit monitoring.
Xie Jiuniang easily caught up with several Wuji Sect disciples.
Just hiding in the dark for the time being.
The Wuji Sect's disciples are led by a late Jindan-stage cultivator named Wuhuan.
Wu Huan's expression was sinister at this time, his eyes were bloodshot, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Tianxu Sect! Damn Yuan Xi!"
Xie Jiuniang, "..."
Isn't it just telling the truth
She hasn't even made a move yet, so how did the hatred shift to her
Hey! Are you being reasonable
Xie Jiuniang stroked her chin and said in a pretentious manner, "Little bitch, this world really can't do without me."
"How to say?"
"Without me, who can they blame?" Xie Jiuniang said something unnatural, but her eyes were dark as she looked at those people.
Wuhuan had harbored deep hatred towards her since he left the secret realm.
Xie Jiuniang didn't know how she became enemies with him, but it was certain that the other party wanted to kill her and was currently leading others to kill her together.