Chen Qingyu brought Chu Yao good news that more than a dozen fellow disciples were assigned to that quarry.

But now no one knows whether they are dead or alive. Only Chen Qingyu escaped by chance.

The quarry is located in the south of Tianhai City, quite a distance from the urban area.

To save or not to save?

Chu Yao frowned and thought for a long time, weighing the pros and cons, and then suddenly laughed out loud.

So many things have happened these days, and under pressure from all sides, she is a little unlike herself.

This isn't a question of pros and cons at all—

How can we, the disciples of the Tianyin Sect, tolerate them wandering around and being humiliated?

Wait, I'll come and save you!

After escorting Chen Qingyu for a while, Chu Yao found a secluded place and meditated to recover his spiritual power while devising a way to save him...

——

Yao Han, late stage of foundation building.

It should be said that he was in the late stage of foundation building.

As the recognized number one disciple of the Tianyin Sect's inner sect and the new generation of genius in the Northern Region of Fengyuan Star, his name is known to everyone in the Northern Region.

He entered the world of cultivation in his teens, reached the foundation-building stage before he was thirty, and was expected to be promoted to the golden elixir stage within a hundred years. He was also accepted as a personal disciple by the sect's supreme elder Chen Muyao... With so much fame, in the eyes of everyone, he must have a brilliant future.

But now he was dragging his tired body and gasping for breath in a corner of the stone quarry. No one would have thought that he was once a prominent figure in the Tianyin Sect with his tattered prison uniform.

"Brother...I'm so tired, do you have any water?"

"Take a break, the guard is not here right now." Yao Han handed over the water and continued to maintain the posture, not wanting to waste any time to rest.

“Puha——” The person next to me guzzled water down his throat, the plastic bottle empty in an instant. “This is simply not a life for a human being!”

"We are slaves." Yao Han said softly.

"Alas, who would have thought that after practicing Taoism for half a lifetime, he would end up like this." The man drank enough water and sat next to Yao Han.

"Brother, do you think Sect Leader Chen will come back to save us? He should be the only one who escaped, and I don't know how he is doing now."

"...Yes." Yao Han nodded and said something against his will.

In fact, he didn't have much hope in his heart.

A cultivator without cultivation was no match for even a slightly stronger mortal. Furthermore, this celestial society was full of strange things. Even though Sect Leader Chen had escaped, he wasn't necessarily better off than them.

The worst case scenario is that Master Chen has been captured and even died on the way to escape, but they don’t know it.

Looking at his fellow disciples, Yao Han couldn't bear to express his speculation.

After Sect Leader Chen left, he became the person with the highest cultivation and seniority among his fellow disciples, and naturally became the core of the group.

When faced with danger and living under someone else's roof, people always need to find something to rely on, and monks are no exception.

As the person everyone relies on, Yao Han always has to give them some hope, even if that hope is slim.

"Haha, I was wondering where you'd gone. How come Young Master Yao, the renowned prodigy of the Northern Territory, is hiding here like a dog?"

Suddenly, a sharp mocking sound came from his ears. Yao Han looked up and saw several people walking towards him.

The leader had a feminine appearance, with soft features and a sharp, rising voice. He wore a haughty expression. Those around him erupted in laughter at his teasing.

Yao Han did not respond, but just sat there silently. The fellow disciples around him were a little angry, but did not dare to say much.

"Why aren't you talking? Are you dumb because of hunger? Look who this is—" The hermaphrodite clapped his hands, and saw two men behind him carrying a girl approaching.

The girl was not tall and was thin. Her exposed skin was covered with bruises. It looked like she had been severely beaten and was now barely breathing.

"Junior Sister Xu!"

Yao Han and the other man stood up suddenly, with shock and anger in their eyes.

"...Fighting between slaves is prohibited. You have crossed the line." Yao Han took a deep breath, tried his best to control his emotions, and spoke in a calm voice.

"Did I cross the line? Don't say that, Master Yao. I was just walking peacefully down the street when this little girl suddenly jumped out and tried to hit me. I was acting in self-defense."

This person spoke in a sarcastic tone, and one of his hands actually touched Junior Sister Xu's face.

"Put your hand down. It's just this week's share. I'll give it to you."

"Besides, where exactly this line is, it's not up to you to decide, nor does it have the final say from me, Zhao Li. It has to be the decision of the master above us."

Zhao Li, an inner disciple of Chongyun Sect, is of the same generation as Yao Han.

Originally, the number of people assigned to this area from the Chongyun Sect and the Tianyin Sect was similar, and they were evenly matched. However, it was unknown how Zhao Li bribed the Tianren leader, and the situation suddenly became one-sided.

Because he has the support of the Celestial Leader behind him, this androgynous Zhao Li becomes more and more rampant. He acts arrogantly in the quarry, forms gangs, collects protection fees, and targets the Tianyin Sect everywhere, making the situation of Yao Han and others even more difficult.

Zhao Li is now second only to one person in this quarry and is above a thousand people. Whoever he wants to kill will definitely have a hard time.

This is also the reason why Yao Han didn't want to offend him easily.

He didn't care how he was insulted, but he didn't want to implicate his fellow disciples.

"Senior Brother Yao... don't worry about me..." Junior Sister Xu, who was being held hostage by several people, squeezed out these words with difficulty, with blood still on the corner of her mouth.

"Oh my, what a touching picture of brotherly and sisterly love. It makes me want to cry." Zhao Li wiped the corners of his eyes hypocritically, as if it were really the case.

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