Lingxi escaped from the Yuandao Sect. Using the moonlight, she circled in the sky to determine her direction before flying north. Suddenly, she paused, staring intently at a faint golden light appearing between the mountains, a thoughtful expression on her face.

Her eyes darted around, then quickly flew in that direction.

Lingxi concealed her aura and the light emanating from her body, and quickly flew to a place about a hundred feet away from the golden light. She squinted and looked carefully, and saw that the golden light contained a tall, thin monk in gray robes. He was floating in mid-air, flying forward while earnestly searching for something.

Lingxi carefully discerned the light for a moment, then moved nimbly and flew over. When she reached the golden light, she called out, "Master Shichan!"

Upon hearing the voice, Shi Chan looked up and exclaimed in delight, "A meeting of minds!"

Since learning that Liuli had been captured by Liang Yihan, he had come to the Qingxu Mountains. However, he did not know the location of the Yuandao Sect's mountain gate, so he searched back and forth among the mountains, but still could not find it. Now, upon seeing Lingxi, he hurriedly flew towards her and asked anxiously, "Have you all escaped? Where is Miss Liuli?"

Lingxi and Shichan floated face to face in the air. She lowered her eyes and said sadly, "I escaped on my own. My sister is still inside the Yuandao Sect's mountain gate. Monk, how did you know we were captured?"

Shi Chan's heart, which had just calmed down a little, jumped again. He frowned and asked anxiously, "Is the young lady still in Yuandao Sect? Is she in danger?"

Lingxi nodded and said, "Sister is in danger."

Shi Chan grew increasingly worried and said urgently, "Then could you point out the gate of Yuandao Sect to this humble monk so that I can go and rescue the young lady?"

Lingxi hesitated and said, "I'm afraid you can't save my sister by yourself."

Shi Chan said in a low voice, "Even if this humble monk cannot save the young lady, I must still try, otherwise this humble monk will remain uneasy."

Lingxi turned around and pointed to the mountainside where Yuandao Sect was located, saying, "Yuandao Sect's mountain gate is there, but there is a protective sword formation guarding Yuandao Sect, so you can't get in."

Following Lingxi's guidance, Shichan looked in that direction and said, "Okay, thank you, Lingxi."

After saying that, he flew straight towards the high mountain occupied by the Yuandao Sect.

Lingxi glanced at his retreating figure, shook her head, and flew north in a different direction.

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On the summit of the high mountain occupied by the Yuandao Sect, several grand halls were built. One of these halls, called the Qingjing Hall, was where the sect leader, Yuanling Zhenren, and several elders of the sect held discussions. Yuanling usually rested in the rear hall of the Qingjing Hall.

At that time, the front hall of Qingjing Hall was brightly lit. Yuanling sat on the grand master's chair on the high platform at the innermost part of the hall, while Yuxing, the Taoist surnamed Qi and Liang Yihan stood on the two sides of the hall.

At this moment, the Taoist surnamed Qi said, "This disciple saw it clearly; Senior Brother Han did indeed let the spirit cat escape!"

Yuan Lingsheng was handsome, with bright and spirited eyes beneath his sword-like eyebrows. However, the fine lines at the corners of his eyes and the graying at his temples indicated that he had lived through many years and was no longer young.

His expression was grave, his brows furrowed, and he said in a deep voice, "When was that spirit cat captured and brought to the mountain? Why didn't anyone report it?"

Yu Xingqing spoke up, saying, "Master, it was just after nightfall today when my disciple and Junior Brother Yang Ji left after paying our respects to you. We happened to see Junior Brother Han returning with his men, who were also carrying several demons and a spirit cat. If you don't believe me, you can call Junior Brother Yang Ji over and ask him."

Yuan Ling pondered for a moment and said, "Qing'er, go and call Ji'er over."

"Yes, Master Uncle." Qi Qing bowed and replied, then turned and left in a hurry.

Yuan Ling then turned her gaze to Liang Yihan, whose face was pale, and said, "Han'er, is what Xing'er said true? Since you caught the spirit cat on the mountain, why did you release it? Don't you know that the spirit cat's inner core can be used to refine a resurrection pill?"

"Master, your disciple..."

Liang Yihan was speaking when Yu Xing suddenly interrupted him. Yu Xing's expression was solemn as he said in a deep voice, "Master may not know, but back then, that spirit cat concealed its tracks and appeared as an ordinary cat demon. It specifically came to find Junior Brother Han, and it seems to have quite a connection with him. Later, when we were competing for the rare treasure at the foot of the mountain, that spirit cat saved Junior Brother Han many times. It even revealed its true form as a spirit cat just to save Junior Brother Han."

He paused, glancing at Liang Yihan's grim face with a mocking and sinister look. He quickly looked up at Yuan Ling, his expression turning grave again, and said, "Furthermore, I've heard that many years ago, when Senior Uncle Ying set up an ambush to capture the spirit cat, Junior Brother Han was originally ordered to recuperate within the sect, but he went there specifically to do so, and his warning almost caused the spirit cat to escape!"

As he spoke, Yu Xing turned to Liang Yihan, his voice heavy with sorrow, and said, "Junior Brother Han, given all this, I know that the spirit cat has a deep connection with you, but those are nine Resurrection Pills! In the future war between the righteous and the demonic, those nine pills will be the lives of nine Void Transformation stage experts! No matter what your relationship with that spirit cat is, you shouldn't have abandoned the interests of your sect and let it escape!"

Liang Yihan's face was extremely gloomy at this moment, so gloomy that it was almost dripping with water. He looked coldly at Yu Xing, but couldn't say a word in rebuttal.

"Han'er!" Yuan Ling's voice was extremely low, containing anger, as she asked, "Is what Xing'er said true?"

“Master…” Liang Yihan’s mind raced, and he lowered his head, lost in thought.

Just then, hurried footsteps came from the palace gate, and Qi Qing led Yang Ji in.

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