Chapter 240 Guixu Camp
"Where are the people? Where is the kid?"
The evil cultivators were caught off guard and crashed into the white fog one after another. Their consciousness was suppressed instantly and all they could see was a blur. There was no trace of Xiaobai anywhere.
Xiaobai only felt her waist tighten, and a gentle but irresistible force rolled her up.
There was a whistling sound in my ears and my body was as fast as lightning. I was actually being carried away by someone at a rapid speed.
When Xiaobai managed to steady herself, she could see clearly that the person who saved her was a female cultivator in green.
The female cultivator had an extremely beautiful appearance, but her brows showed an unbreakable determination and vicissitudes of life, as if she had experienced the most painful vicissitudes of life in the world.
She held the sword in one hand and Xiaobai in the other. The sword light was like a flowing rainbow, deftly shuttling through the broken walls and chaotic energy turbulence.
"Don't be afraid, hold on to me, we will be at a safe place soon." The female cultivator's voice was cold, but with a hint of eagerness to comfort.
Xiaobai hugged the female cultivator's neck tightly. His little face was hurt by the strong wind, but he said nothing. He just looked at the savior who suddenly appeared curiously.
This sister is so cool.
The female cultivator's sword-wielding technique was incredibly fast, and her figure was erratic. It was obvious that she was very familiar with this chaotic place.
In front of us, the outline of a Jedi surrounded by endless abyss and violent gale gradually emerged.
Those were the ruins of the Zhuxiantai that once made even the gods and immortals shudder.
The strong wind is like a knife and the abyss is like a mouth. Ordinary immortals who get close may be torn into pieces.
Ai Ye and his gang probably thought that this kind of remote place with the attribute of a "haunted house" was not worth the trouble to explore.
The female cultivator skillfully avoided several deadly energy whirlpools and rushed with Xiaobai into a relatively calm area that was barely maintained by a broken ban.
"We're here. This is the Guixu Camp." The female cultivator said softly, with a hint of fatigue in her voice.
Xiaobai looked around and saw that the camp was extremely simple, barely supported by some broken magic weapons and formation flags.
Hundreds of monks were sitting or lying, most of them were injured, ragged, and looked tired, but their eyes were like stars in the dark night, carrying an unyielding light.
The majority of them were humans, but there were also a few monsters with strange faces and transformed spirit plants. At this moment, they all looked at the new "guests" warily.
The green-clothed female cultivator put Xiaobai down and rubbed her brows tiredly, but still kept her back straight, like a snow mountain that would not collapse.
"Leader Ling Shuang is back."
"Who is this?" Someone from the camp came up and looked at Xiaobai with scrutiny.
Ling Shuang, it turns out that she is the leader of this place.
Xiaobai immediately put on a timid look, blinked his big watery eyes, and spoke in a baby voice: "My name is Jingyuan, and I'm from a small family in the God Realm. Later, the family fell into decline, and my parents and I began to move to other small worlds to survive. Later, chaos broke out..."
As she spoke, she tried to recall the tragic experiences of the orphans in the storybooks, her voice beginning to sob: "My parents were killed by those bad guys in black robes in order to protect me... I, I managed to escape with great difficulty..."
When she talked about sad things, she squeezed out a few drops of golden beans at the right time. Her little shoulders twitched and she looked pitiful, just like an abandoned kitten.
"I, I have a special physique, so they can't detect the fluctuations of spiritual power in me..." Xiaobai added, perfectly explaining why he looked like a mortal boy.
Ling Shuang looked at the delicate and delicate little baby crying in front of her, and a trace of pity and regret flashed in her eyes.
In troubled times, such tragedies happen every day, and it is not uncommon to see children with special physical conditions who are unable to protect themselves.
She sighed, and her voice softened a little: "Poor child, this will be your home from now on. Don't be afraid, we will protect you."
After hearing this, the monks around looked at Xiao Bai with a much softer look. One of the big men even comforted him in a muffled voice, "Don't cry, little kid. When you get to Guixu Camp, no one will dare to bully you."
Xiaobai (Jingyuan) then carefully wiped away her tears and wiped her eyes with her sleeves. There was still a hint of fear and dependence in her big eyes, which could melt people's hearts.
"Sister Ling Shuang," Xiao Bai pulled the corner of Ling Shuang's clothes and asked in a low voice: "Is the upper realm always like this?
There are bad guys everywhere... What about... What about the Qingling Sect... and other sects that ascended from the lower realms? What happened to them?
I heard from my parents that they originally wanted to send me to the Qingling Sect."
She must know the whereabouts of her senior brothers and sisters as soon as possible, and also, what kind of rotten state has the upper realm become.
Listening to Xiaobai's (Jingyuan) question, Ling Shuang's already weathered brows became even more gloomy.
She looked at Xiaobai deeply, as if trying to see something else in the child's innocent eyes.
After a long while, she said in a hoarse voice: "Child, the upper world...is no longer what you imagined."
Xiaobai's heart sank suddenly, and his little hands unconsciously clenched the corner of Ling Shuang's clothes.
"Everything starts with the 'fall' of Her Highness the Goddess." Ling Shuang lowered her voice, as if she was afraid of disturbing some taboo.
Xiaobai's pupils shrank slightly. Me? Fallen? Am I not standing here peacefully?
Could it be... the time before I traveled back in time? The Heavenly Book once said that after I reincarnate, my soul will have a short period of vacancy?
Or was it that after Third Senior Brother gave me that stab, everyone thought that I was dead in this life?
Ling Shuang didn't know that the delicate little kid in front of her was in a state of turmoil, and continued to speak to herself, "Since the accident of that highness, it is said that it was Ai Ye's evil corpse, who was once the most trusted general under the seat of Father God Tianyu, and is now the source of all suffering in the Three Heavens. Although she is an evil corpse, or a powerful clone, she took advantage of the 'fall' of the goddess and the power vacuum in the Three Heavens to attack."
"She claimed that Her Highness the Goddess 'betrayed the Father God's oracle, colluded with the foreign demons, and intended to subvert the God Realm.'"
"That's just bullshit..." Xiaobai almost blurted out the words but held it back and only complained in his heart.
Ling Shuang continued, "They also pinned the blame for the inexplicable chaos and the loss of lives in the previous Heaven on Her Highness the Goddess."
"In short, the reincarnation of the goddess who once shone so brightly has become a sinner of the entire God Realm overnight, and anyone can kill her."
Xiaobai's face turned red with anger. *This pot is bigger than the biggest iron pot in the mountain behind my house. Ai Ye, you just wait for me!
“After that, the situation in the Three Heavens changed dramatically. All the gods, immortal officials, and even some sects who had supported Her Highness the Goddess, or even just said a few fair words for her, were subjected to a bloody suppression like a calamity.” Deep hatred and sorrow flashed in Ling Shuang's eyes.
Xiao Bai's heart tightened, and he asked in a trembling voice: "Then...what about the Qingling Sect that I have heard of? They...they are also a large sect that ascended from the lower realm."
Ling Shuang's expression became even uglier, and she almost cried with every word: "Qingling Sect...they have a deep connection with Her Highness the Goddess, so they are naturally the first to bear the brunt."
Xiaobai only felt a chill rushing from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.
"It is said that the fourth senior sister, Bai Yanyan..." Ling Shuang paused, as if she couldn't bear to continue.
"What happened to Senior Sister Yanyan?!" Xiaobai's voice was a little tearful, and this time he was really anxious.
But others just treated Xiaobai as nervous and scared.
Ling Shuang sighed, "According to the information we received, Fairy Bai Yanyan fought hard to protect the retreat of the sect disciples, but was eventually... captured by a brutal demon tribe called the 'Blood Fang Tribe' under Ai Ye's command, and locked up with a specially made prisoner god chain. Now her life or death is unknown."
"Blood Fang Tribe?" Xiaobai engraved these three words firmly in his heart. His small fists were clenched so hard that they made a creaking sound, and his nails almost dug into his flesh.
[Fourth Senior Sister, wait for me] Xiaobai said silently in his heart.
"The whereabouts of our third senior brother, Nangong Wentian, remains a mystery. It is said that he disappeared after he became the reincarnation of a goddess." Ling Shuang changed the subject.
A glimmer of hope flashed in Xiaobai's eyes.
[“Third Senior Brother, is he still alive? He was clearly in pain when the knife passed through him.”]
"However, there are rumors that he used some unknown method to subdue a part of the remaining demons in the Land of Chaos and became the new 'Demon Lord'."
Ling Shuang's expression was a bit complicated. "However, his position is still unclear at the moment, and Ai Ye has also included him in the list of people to be killed, and is searching for him everywhere."
Xiaobai knew that Third Senior Brother definitely did not intend to kill him. Everything was just too coincidental. He just hoped that Third Senior Brother was safe.
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