"We were attacked."

Zhao Xi thought, "An attack?! Was it a rogue cultivator?"

Broccoli nodded, drank the spiritual spring water Zhao Xi wanted to give her, and applied ointment rich in wood spirit energy. Her injuries healed quickly: "It was one person. How strange! That person stole the disciple's magic weapon and even tried to kill us. We had no choice but to transform back into our original forms and run away, but he didn't chase after us."

Then she and her fellow disciples came to the tree and sent out distress signals.

Unexpectedly, a thundercloud happened to pass by and struck them all with lightning.

The other cultivators, whose cultivation levels were not as high as hers, reverted to their original forms.

Zhao Xi thought that Wanwan and Broccoli had been fed the spiritual spring, and they wouldn't recover for a while.

Salia: "Never mind her, finding the bird eggs is the priority. Disciples of the Wuji Sect will come to rescue these vegetables."

Zhao Xi glanced at Salya, frowned slightly, and then turned to look at the broccoli.

After being struck by lightning, Broccoli's face was covered in wood ash and mud, making her look dirty, but this did not diminish her beauty.

Zhao Xi decided immediately: "You're coming with us."

The Wuji Sect is not a good place. Her injuries have not yet healed, and who knows what might happen to her after she is taken in.

Broccoli was very grateful.

The team was about to set off again.

"Hey you lot, stop right there!" Two Wuji Sect disciples suddenly appeared in front of them. "Why are there six of you? Why aren't you in the sword formation? Did you come here to steal birds?!"

Another cultivator held a magical artifact in his hand, which suddenly emitted a red light, so bright it seemed to be a warning.

His expression changed instantly, and he took out his magical weapon and attacked them: "They killed my disciples! Kill them!"

This is a misunderstanding!

Zhao Xi stared in astonishment, her eyes wide.

The earth spirit trees of the Wuji Sect disciples burst forth from the ground and pierced towards them.

Although she knew she could resist all magic, she instinctively covered her head with her hands, but was pulled into Salia's arms.

He asked with concern, "Are you alright?!"

“You…” Zhao Xi wanted to nestle in his chest, stunned and speechless.

Lin Che also reached out his hand to her, the hand still where she had just been standing. In the blink of an eye, she was pulled away. He glanced at him, pinched a talisman with his slender fingers, and threw it at the two cultivators.

Water rose from the ground, swirling within the wind magic, and rushed towards the two cultivators.

The two monks, their faces drenched in water, collapsed limply to the ground.