The disciples who had returned from their training outside all knew that the news of the little white dragon from their sect had spread once again. Whether in the human world, among the various sects, or even in the demon realm, the story of the white dragon reappearing ten thousand years ago was being told.

Just like back then, the reappearance of the white dragon's traces was astonishing.

But this time, it's real.

Many cultivators have seen the true form and strength of the White Dragon, which is exactly as rumored.

If it weren't for the recent frequent appearances of black mist and the somewhat turbulent situation, the foot of the sect's mountain would probably have been surrounded and completely blocked long ago.

Everyone wanted to see this little white dragon, to see just how powerful it was, and whether it was truly comparable to the white dragon from ten thousand years ago.

Mythical dragons are already rare, and now a little white dragon has appeared, tsk tsk...

This mythical beast is a treasure trove, and many people covet it.

The sect leader has been visibly busier lately, always wearing a fake, kind smile as he receives wave after wave of distinguished guests. Every night, you can see the sect leader with a sour face carrying a long sword to the training ground to vent his frustration.

No one dared to do anything to anger the sect leader. Even the Sixth Elder didn't dare to come back, fearing he would be caught and beaten.

The junior sister, who should be the protagonist, is nowhere to be found. Usually, she goes out to cultivate. The junior sister is always full of energy and enthusiasm, playing around everywhere.

It's amazing that we can't see it anymore.

Could it be that the sect leader has hidden his junior sister away? The disciples were very curious. Recently, none of the Grand Elder's closed-door disciples had been seen. They didn't know where they were going and were acting mysteriously.

At the foot of the mountain, countless people came seeking an audience with Bai Long, causing the disciples on the mountain to hesitate to descend.

Regardless of their cultivation level, the disciples who went down were surrounded and questioned, all about whether they could see the White Dragon.

Dragon-slaying warriors also mingled among them...

"The Heavenly Mystery Sect really has a lot of influence. They don't even send people from major sects up here. Boss, do you think this White Dragon is real or fake?" A man in a yellow robe leaned against a tree, his hand on the sword at his waist, and asked in a slick manner.

The man in blue, who had a light-colored scar on his cheek, had a cold expression and remained silent.

After a long pause, he finally replied, "Whether it's true or false, we'll go up and find out. As long as we capture the White Dragon, we'll have a chance..."

He didn't continue speaking.

His entourage remained silent; the group of fifteen seemed to be preparing for something significant. They didn't leave until nightfall.

The people down the mountain all acted in similar ways, so no one paid attention to or could tell that this group was any different.

......

As usual, Nian Wanzhou slowly returned to his residence. Tonight, on a dark and windy night, he felt that something was not right.

Without thinking too much, Nian Wanzhou felt that she might have been feeling uneasy because she had seen too much delicious food during the day. She wanted to hurry back and take stock of her treasures to regain a sense of peace.

This time, she didn't transform into her original form; she wanted to try out the feeling of flying in human form.

The tiny figure took off and flew, wobbling and swaying, before finally stabilizing and flying forward comically.

The surroundings were unnaturally quiet. The path, which was usually frequented by senior students, was now eerily silent, with not a single person in sight.

Nian Wanzhou didn't suspect anything, thinking that her senior sisters must have gone to cultivate. Recently, the sect leader had increased the disciples' physical training level, and everyone was suffering terribly.

No one can escape the hellish level of body cultivators, except for a few.

Even Nan Yu, a novice, couldn't escape it. He would come to see her very late every day, almost always when he was extremely tired.

Tonight, it might not be Nan Yu waiting for her at her place.

When Nian Wanzhou returned to her residence, she smelled a strange earthy odor, the oddity of which made her hair stand on end.

This isn't the earthy smell of the southern fish; it's unfamiliar.

Before she could think much of it, she wandered around outside her barrier several times but didn't find anything wrong. After all, she was in the safest sect, and Nian Wanzhou didn't think there would be any danger.

I just thought that this might be Lexi causing trouble, after all, she had just mocked her for not being able to swim during the day.

He strode into the room with a carefree attitude, but as soon as he turned around, he was caught in a sack with a binding spell. Before he could even scream, he was roughly thrown to the ground.

The randomness was a violent shaking, and the brain, not having time to clear its head, commanded the hands and feet to react.

Unfortunately, the black bag seemed to be deliberately targeting her, and no matter how much Nian Wanzhou struggled, she was unable to break through it.

"Who are you? Why are you arresting me?" In the darkness, Nian Wanzhou asked, trying to appear calm. She could sense the presence of at least seven or eight people around her.

Moreover, the black bag provided excellent isolation; she couldn't even hear the specific voices of those people, suggesting it was a very powerful magical artifact.

But no one responded to her.

Nian Wanzhou panicked for a moment, and could only take out the jade pendant to try to contact her senior sister, but she couldn't use it.

She became even more panicked in this situation. She had never been kidnapped before and didn't know what to do.

She prayed silently that someone would discover she had been kidnapped soon!

As the moonlight gradually brightened, no one had yet noticed that Nian Wanzhou was missing.

While still meditating, Wei Wenru suddenly opened her eyes and looked at the moon. Suddenly, she felt a sense of panic, as if something was about to happen.

I don't know why, but I just feel uneasy.

......

Nan Yu, Zhao Zhishan, and the others who most liked to go find Nian Wanzhou did not go tonight.

One was so tired that he fell into a deep sleep, and the other was so scolded that he couldn't move. It seemed that no one noticed that the little white dragon was missing.

Wei Wenru was extremely flustered and, for some unknown reason, was unable to concentrate on meditation. So she decided to go for a walk.

Unconsciously, I arrived at Nian Wanzhou's place and realized that it had been a long time since I had asked my junior sister for help.

But you don't know until you go in. Once inside, you find the room completely empty. There's no sign of Junior Sister, and you even find a large hole in the ground.

This sight made Wei Wenru realize instantly that something was wrong.

"Father, Junior Sister is not in her cave. Did you and the Sect Master keep her here?" Sensing something was wrong, Wei Wenru immediately contacted the Grand Elder and then rushed to Nan Yu's cave.

"No, I've been disciplining the third brother lately, and the sect leader hasn't kept the little girl around. How could she not be in the room?" The First Elder answered very quickly.

“A large hole has been dug in Junior Sister’s cave, and she’s not inside. There’s also spiritual energy inside that I can’t sense. Please come and investigate. I’ll go to Nan Yu’s place first to see how things are.” Wei Wenru felt increasingly uneasy. No wonder she had been feeling anxious; it turned out that Junior Sister was missing.