The young disciple nodded in agreement.

Their large sect has strict rules and regulations, and the disciples are just ants in this huge sect. They may disappear at any time for making mistakes, and even the outstanding inner disciples are no exception.

After accepting the task, Mu Lingjiu rushed directly to Wuzhou.

Lan Zhi came back from the headmaster's place, bringing back only Yan Huiyu and Lu Feng, the apprentice of the third elder.

One of these two disciples is at the sixth level of Spirit Emperor, and the other is at the first level of Spirit Master. Lan Zhi has some complaints about the arrangement made by the Sect Leader, but he dares not disobey.

Yujiao and Feng Yuexian are both my senior sisters, so I can only go and save them myself.

He turned around and went to see Lu Zhibai.

"Big Brother, where's Little Sister?"

Lu Zhibai remained calm, "She went to Wuzhou."

"So soon? You didn't even wait for me!" Lan Zhi stood up. "Then I'll go too. Do you want to go?"

"Master is in seclusion, I want to help him guard the gate." Lu Zhibai held a jade token in his hand, "If anything happens, you can summon my clone."

"Wow! So generous?" Lan Zhi smiled as he held the jade token. "Senior brother only has two clones left now."

Lu Zhibai just gave Lan Zhi a cold look.

Lan Zhi laughed dryly and touched his nose. "I made a mistake, I made a mistake. I'm leaving now. Don't worry, Senior Brother, I will protect Junior Sister."

After Lan Zhi left, the little ginseng spirit doll lay on the table, its eyes rolling around. It was becoming increasingly confused about Lu Zhibai.

"You clearly knew that Mu Lingtian was in Wuzhou, so why did you let her go?"

Lu Zhibai's eyes were filled with deep emotion. "It's precisely because Mu Lingtian is in Wuzhou that I want her to go. It's time for them to meet."

"But aren't you afraid that Mu Lingtian will kill her?" The little ginseng spirit shook his head. "That's not true. Mu Lingtian probably doesn't have that ability... Lingjiu's entry-level gift pack includes one of your clones and the sect's amulet."

Lu Zhibai hummed and closed his eyes to rest.

The little ginseng doll leaned against Lu Zhibai and suddenly said, "You don't care about that black cat anymore? It keeps pestering Lingjiu. Be careful, your efforts might end in vain."

"Don't worry about it." Lu Zhibai said in a light tone, as if he didn't take the black cat seriously at all.

"It's..." The little ginseng spirit hesitated, "Never mind, it's impossible to kill it anyway...it just keeps stealing my fish, which is a bit annoying."

Mu Lingjiu had already arrived at the teleportation array of Xuanxian Sect. There were many people queuing up to enter the teleportation array. Ten spirit stones could be used to teleport to other areas.

Mu Lingjiu waited for half an hour and chose to be teleported to Wuzhou.

After making her choice, she was sucked into the strange space path in an instant and arrived in Wuzhou in an instant.

As the name suggests, Wuzhou is foggy all year round. There are only a few dozen days of sunshine a year, and the rest of the time it is mostly cloudy and rainy.

It is April now, and Wuzhou is rainy all the time. Even cultivators who can see a thousand miles away can only see things within a thousand meters in Wuzhou. Ordinary people with low cultivation cannot even see fifty meters.

Mu Lingjiu was riding the fifth-level demon beast mount, the white jade horse, which was a reward from the sect.

She walked on the street and found that Wuzhou had not changed much over the years. She had not set foot in Wuzhou since her **, and this was the first time in a long time.

The world of cultivation lasts a long time, but changes are relatively slow. Everyone is devoted to cultivation and does not spend their time on architecture.

The streets still felt like they did long ago, and she sped all the way to the place she remembered.

Boom boom boom!

Stepping on the bluestone slabs, she knocked on a wooden door that she was familiar with.

After a long time, a creaking sound came from the door, and the person who opened the door was an old man with a cane.

His skin was all loose. When he raised his head and saw Mu Lingjiu, he was so shocked that he took several steps back.

"You...you...Empress..."

He knelt on the ground and said, "Greetings to the Empress."

Mu Lingjiu dismounted and helped him up, "Grandpa, you've got the wrong person."

The young voice and these words made the old man tremble all over. He raised his head again and looked at the girl who was so close to him.

“You, you’re not…”

"Let's talk inside." Mu Lingjiu entered the old man's house.

His house looked empty because there were not many things in it, and everyone else was gone.

"What about them?"

The old man had tears in his eyes as he stared at Mu Lingjiu. He knew that the person in front of him was Mu Lingjiu, but he also knew that he couldn't say it.

Everyone said that the empress was dead, and now the new emperor has ascended the throne. A new emperor means new ministers.

"I sent them to the Red Sea."

The Red Sea is where Mu Lingjiu made his fortune, where Mu Lingjiu's main power is distributed, and the base of Chao Fengzong.

Now the Red Sea has rebelled against the Tianxue Dynasty and they are active in the Red Sea area.

"You should always keep someone by your side." Mu Lingjiu looked at him with a slightly sour nose.

"I can do it alone. Although I am old, I am strong." The old man couldn't help laughing. He only had two teeth left.

Mu Lingjiu felt even more uncomfortable seeing this. This was no longer the young Chen Yu she knew. He had grown old.

When Chen Yu was young, he was also full of vigor and ambition, riding his horse across the world.

Thinking of this, tears welled up in her eyes. After her rebirth, she seemed to have inherited the constitution of this body, and she could never control her emotions.

"Chen Yu...why are you like this?"

Mu Lingjiu was born in a humble family in her previous life and had fought for a hundred years. Chen Yu was her fellow disciple from the Fengzong sect. They had fought together, suffered dangers together, and experienced life and death together.

During the war, he was injured and stopped repairing, and stayed in Wuzhou. A hundred years later, he was already very old.

Chen Yu had never seen Mu Lingjiu cry. Even though her bones were broken and she was seriously injured, she still showed a strong will and held on.

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