Duan Feibai smiled slightly and said, "Lele is Master Liaowu's last disciple. She must have learned a lot of skills from the master. She must have a way to get us out of here."
Upon hearing this, Jing Le realized there was no master! He instantly had a reason.
[Haha, Master Liaowu, that cheap master, isn't that the perfect reason? Duan Feibai is truly my lucky star.]
"Ahem, my master is a grandmaster, incredibly skilled, and he taught me many abilities. I'll show you all in a moment."
Jing Le's arrogant explanation made it seem as if they would believe him just by hearing it.
"Lele is amazing."
"My little sister is amazing."
The three quickly echoed his agreement.
Jing Le was surprised that they believed her so easily, but it saved her the trouble of explaining.
Jing Le spent another 10 merit points to buy a smoke bomb with a sleeping pill from the merit shop, and launched it at the cave entrance. The drug took effect instantly.
The white mist spread outwards from the cave entrance, enveloping the entire mountaintop. In no time, everyone on the mountaintop except Jing Le and the other three were unconscious.
The Third Prince and his companions were so shocked that they were numb and their values followed Jing Le's lead; whatever she said was law.
"This was also given to me by my master."
Yes, that's right, they were all given by Master Liaowu.
The group silently sympathized with Master Wu, the scapegoat, for a second.
After Jing Le finished speaking, he took out the short brush from the cloth bag, poured his own spiritual power into it, held the brush, and used his spiritual power as ink to draw on the ground beneath his feet.
Intricate golden runes rapidly took shape, imprinted on the ground, and finally connected to form a complex and profound array that operated at high speed.
"become!"
With Jing Le's command, the formation stopped, the light faded, and it was as if the scene just now was an illusion.
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