"Jade pendant, jade pendant, I want a jade pendant, I want a jade pendant, I want a jade pendant."
"With the jade token, Master won't be angry anymore. Master won't be angry. Jade token, I'll coax Master..."
"Master, Master mustn't be angry..."
"The jade token, get the jade token, no, you can't get the jade token."
"Dan, demon core, I need a demon core. Jade tokens are useless. Demon core, demon beast, eighth rank, seventh rank, sixth rank... the higher the better! Jade tokens are useless. Jade tokens are useless once they're broken. Only your own jade token is useful."
If Wen Jingge were here, he would definitely find that his good disciple has already learned to fly on a sword. Not only has he learned it, but he can also find targets while flying. He has perfectly inherited Wen Jingge's tendency to court death and has directly entered the lair of a sixth-order demon beast.
Unfortunately, Wen Jingge arrived too late.
"Wow! Look, there's a hole here." Wang Sichun pointed to the hole in the ground and sniffed. "I can smell the aura of an array. Look at this pile of stones, someone must have set up an array here."
Tang Miaomiao was speechless. She cautiously used the manifestation talisman, and after seeing the footprints on the ground, she stepped onto them. Looking at the swirling vortex above, she thought, "So the legendary ascension to heaven really exists. This person climbed up step by step. Did they crawl out of the cave?"
Yuan Qingling was speechless as he looked at the group of kids. He had originally planned to leave Xuanyun Sect after being rebuffed by Fan Zifan, but then the infamous Master Wen used a devastating move that left him completely speechless.
Especially as he approached his seventies, he became even more anxious, and in his haste, he actually gave up the position of leader of the Lanyue Sword Sect.
He originally entered the illusion alone, but later he rescued these children who were being chased by their companions, and then took them with him.
Then, they got lost.
"Could it be that we're trapped here because of the formation?" Yang Wennan tightened his grip on his sword. Tang Miaomiao was using more and more talismans, and the footprints were becoming clearer, mostly scattered around the cave.
"Disperse into the woods and leave this place." Yuan Qingling had already drawn his sword. Given his age, none of the younger generation dared to object.
"Senior Brother Yuan, be careful." Yang Wennan led Tang Miaomiao and Wang Sichun away. One of them was a magic cultivator and the other was a talisman cultivator. They would only be a burden if left behind, so it was better for him to take them with him.
However, his idea was completely wrong. The danger was not around the cave, but in the sophistry of human nature.
Three people, each with a sword at their neck.
"Senior brother, it's been a long time! Hand over the jade token."
"Jian Ting?" Yang Wennan realized that only his head could move, and the same was true for Tang Miaomiao and Wang Sichun. "Did you put a freezing spell on us?"
"Yes, otherwise it would be so bad if you found out I was all alone!"
"Simple hall!"
All three of them were drawn to the person sitting on the ground. This person looked about 80% like Director Jian, and they looked like brothers. Yang Wennan recognized him as Jian Shujie.
"Weren't you disciples of the Shadowless Hall? Why are you here at the Profound Cloud Sect?" Yang Wennan asked angrily. "What, you think it wasn't enough that you drove me away back then, and now you have to come to the Profound Cloud Sect to wipe me out?"
"Pah!" Jian Ting chuckled, tying the men up before slapping a dagger against Yang Wennan's face. "Do you deserve it? Do you deserve it? Why is it that you, Yang Wennan, can command respect wherever you go, while we're treated like rats in the street? Disciples aren't allowed to fight in the outer mountains, but here—"
He looked up at the sky and, seeing no cranes in sight, felt relieved.
"Jian Ting!" Jian Shujie was startled by his younger brother's actions. "You said you were only here to learn martial arts, not to kill people!"
"What's there to be afraid of! We've been trapped here for so long, and they can't get out either. Who knows how they'll die when the time comes?"
“Director Jian, you weren’t like this before.”
"Yes! I'm not like that. Then what am I?" Jian Ting sneered, looking at his brother with mockery. "What rank are you? You're only one rank stronger than Master Wen's lucky disciple. And me? I'm barely seventh rank. And here? They're all fourth-tier demonic beasts right from the start. Did you even fight them? Useless! Not even once!"
Jian Ting felt even more that he was utterly hopeless, and he punched and kicked his brother, saying, "Back when we went to the Shadowless Hall, you said that we brothers would make a name for ourselves, but what happened? In the end, didn't I push him out? Who do you think you are!"
"Senior Brother Yang." Tang Miaomiao rubbed against Yang Wennan's arm. The three of them were leaning against a big tree, almost touching. Jian Ting also cherished the talisman and put it away after binding it. "I, I feel like ants are crawling on me. Can, can you scratch it for me? I'm so itchy."
Yang Wennan was stunned for a moment, but then realized that she was a talisman cultivator and couldn't care less about the differences between men and women, so she reached out her hand.
There were indeed talismans in his sleeve, but there were quite a few of them, and he didn't know which one to take. He then saw Tang Miaomiao awkwardly mouthing, "Anything, take as many as you want."
She has many kinds of talismans, some useful and some useless.
Now, which one Yang Wennan can catch depends on luck. If he catches more, his luck will probably improve!
What are you two doing?
"Catch the ants!" Wang Sichun shuddered and straightened up.
It's a pity she hasn't learned how to set up an array with her hands behind her back.
"My hands are itching." Tang Miaomiao moved her hands.
Seeing that the two women were helping him draw attention away from the enemy, Yang Wennan exchanged a glance with Tang Miaomiao. Her lips trembled, and the talisman in her hand was faintly warm. Without even looking at it, he threw it out.
As soon as Wen Jingge returned to the vicinity of the cave under the guidance of the demonic shadow, she heard a series of rumbling sounds, followed by bursts of fire in the sky.
"Master, what's next?"
"Why don't you go down and take a look?"
"I...I don't need to!" Wang Xi scratched his head. "I'll just follow Master."
"Are your eyesight very good?"
"Okay, fine!" Wang Xi didn't understand why she stopped at this time, but a master is a master, often one step ahead of others, and one has to guess what a master is saying.
"What are you repairing?"
"sword."
"Bow and arrow?" Speaking of archers, Wen Jingge thought of someone. She looked at Wang Xi's carefree smile and asked, "Do you like watching fireworks?"
"I love it! It's just that Qianyan Kingdom won't allow it, saying it will disturb the gods in heaven." Her eyes sparkled as she spoke, her gaze fixed on Wen Jingge.
Wen Jingge slapped her lightly, then finally couldn't help but burst into laughter, "Is a fairy?"
Wang Xi still smiled and said, "Yes."
Wen Jingge continued flying past this spot with her. Since she had already accepted Wang Xi as her disciple, she no longer needed to hide her identity: "Later, hold my hand, and I'll set off the most expensive fireworks for you."
"good!"
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