The Fallen Leaf Sect has many enemies, and it is also at odds with several sects in remote border towns.
Seeing that Master Jingyun is about to die, these sects are likely to take advantage of his misfortune.
At that time, the Fallen Leaf Sect will also have to be secretly disbanded, without letting these other sects know.
Otherwise, these sects would take advantage of the situation and inflict heavy blows on the Fallen Leaf Sect.
Even though Master Jingyun had blocked the good food earlier, it didn't stop these sects from kicking him when he was down.
He Ruorui is no longer the innocent and carefree little girl she used to be; she knows that the situation of the Fallen Leaf Sect is very bad.
She knew all too well the wickedness of human nature, and that the Fallen Leaf Sect was doomed; this absolutely could not be allowed to spread.
Despite the pain in his body, Master Jingyun arrived outside the sect.
Outside the cave stood an old man in black. Master Jingyun used his Qi Observation Technique to try and discern the old man's cultivation level.
Because the old man in black was too powerful, she was unable to detect him for the time being.
"This senior looks unfamiliar. Is this your first time visiting the Fallen Leaf Sect?"
Master Jingyun became wary and asked.
"That's right, this is my first time visiting the Fallen Leaf Sect."
The old man in black introduced himself: "My name is Zhang Qingshan, and I come from the Haoran Sect."
"So it was an immortal from the Haoran Sect."
Master Jingyun breathed a sigh of relief.
She felt much more at ease knowing that the old man in black was from the Haoran Sect.
The Haoran Sect is the largest immortal sect in the Haoran Dao Kingdom. They act quite uprightly and would not do anything particularly wicked.
"May I ask what brings you to my Fallen Leaf Sect, senior?"
Master Jingyun endured the pain in his body, wanting to finish speaking as soon as possible.
"Since you've asked so bluntly, I'll just say it directly."
Zhang Qingshan said, "I heard that Master Jingyun fought with Haoshi and was poisoned with a severe poison. He will soon die."
Master Jingyun frowned slightly: "Senior, you noticed?"
Zhang Qingshan nodded and said, "My cultivation is a realm higher than yours, so naturally I can tell."
Master Jingyun sighed, "Senior must have come here to ask me to voluntarily dedicate myself to completing the task of offering sacrifices to the Heavenly Dragon God."
Zhang Qingshan nodded and said, "That's right. You should know that you don't have long to live. If you are willing to sacrifice yourself, my Haoran Sect will not treat you unfairly."
"Senior, please go back. I'm willing."
Master Jingyun readily agreed.
She had no choice; whether she agreed or not, the outcome would be the same.
If he readily agreed, the Haoran Sect would treat the Luoye Sect well.
That was against her will; the Haoran Sect was stricter than some demonic sects.
"It would be best if you could do it this way, saving me the trouble."
Zhang Qingshan nodded in satisfaction.
"Master! Isn't there any other way?"
He Ruorui couldn't help but shed tears.
"Stop talking. You should understand the situation. If I don't make sacrifices, even more people will die."
Master Jingyun interrupted, "Originally, I wanted you to secretly disband the sect, but now it's unnecessary. I will have Senior Zhang lead the Fallen Leaf Sect back to where we used to be."
He Ruorui just shed tears and didn't say another word.
Master Jingyun is right, there is no other choice.
If there were other options, I wouldn't choose this one.
"What a world!"
Zhang Qingshan shook his head helplessly.
Being a cultivator in the Western Regions is sometimes less free than being a mortal.
Many ordinary people live to a ripe old age, while many cultivators do not live past a hundred years.
Zhang Qingshan's job in the Haoran Sect was to collect the sacrificial offerings every year.
The Haoran Sect is a reputable and righteous sect, and it would not force people to make sacrifices.
Their methods are much gentler, using persuasion to get people to compromise.
They are all stubborn and inflexible like the ones before them, and the Haoran Sect will resort to extreme measures.
Master Jingyun said, "I can join the Haoran Sect's team to sacrifice to the Heavenly Dragon God. My request is to help my Luoye Sect safely relocate to a location I designate, and also to protect the safety of my sect's disciples."
Zhang Qingshan nodded: "Your request is not unreasonable, I can agree to it for you."
Thank you.
Master Jingyun expressed his gratitude.
He Ruorui cried silently to the side, helpless.
If my senior brother were here, he would never have let our master sacrifice his life.
He Ruorui's memory was somewhat hazy, and she could hardly remember what her senior brother looked like.
Five thousand years have passed, and even though he recalls his senior brother's appearance every day, his memory is gradually becoming blurred.
She remembered when her senior brother displayed his power, killing a Foundation Establishment cultivator with only Qi Refining stage cultivation.
Even if my senior brother can't reach the True Immortal Realm, reaching the Mahayana stage is still easy.
With my senior brother's abilities, he could easily cross realms to kill, which would definitely be helpful to Master.
Master will no longer be poisoned during the battle of good food.
"Junior sister, it's been so long since I've seen you, and you're still crying."
A familiar figure appeared beside He Ruorui.
"Senior brother?"
He Ruorui stared in disbelief at what was in front of her.
She was missing her senior brother Fu Li so much that she started hallucinating.
He Ruorui rubbed her eyes hard with both hands, trying to see if she was hallucinating.
"It's not an illusion; what you're seeing is me, your senior brother."
Fu Li laughed.
Overjoyed, He Ruorui burst into tears and rushed towards Fu Li.
"Senior brother, where have you been all this time? Master and I have been looking for you so hard."
"Where have you been for five thousand years?"
"Why are you only showing up now? If you have something to say, you could have told us first."
...
He Ruorui couldn't help but complain.
"It's my fault, senior brother. I thought the recovery and repair would be quick, but it took a full five thousand years."
Before Fu Li recovered his cultivation, he knew nothing.
He realized that everyone around him was a senior practitioner who had advised him to go, and that he had been misled by them.
Before leaving, Fu Li sent a message to his master.
He said he had something to do and would probably be back soon.
Things turned out much as Fu Li had expected. The old man from the Supreme Path led him to the Southern Region, which took half a day.
Han Feng used the Six Paths of Reincarnation, which shortened the time even more. It seemed like a long time had passed, but in reality, only a few hours had gone by.
The only thing Fu Li didn't expect was that it would take so long to regain his previous cultivation level.
"Now that Senior Brother is back, is he not leaving again?"
He Ruorui grabbed Fu Li's hand and asked.
"We still have to leave. My senior brother has allied with a fellow Daoist. This fellow Daoist is very powerful and lives in the Southern Region. Staying by his side will bring us many benefits."
Fu Li affectionately patted He Ruorui's head: "Fellow Daoist, you've never wanted to see the sea in the Southern Region. It's very difficult to see the sea in our Western Region."
"It's very simple in the Southern Region. There are many places in the Southern Region that are ocean, so you can enjoy the sea to your heart's content."
"Really?"
He Ruorui said happily.
"real."
Fu Li smiled and nodded.
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