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Although she couldn't see the person's face clearly, Lan Ci inexplicably felt that this person was trustworthy. Not to mention that the other party addressed Chen Tian by his full name, the panic and anxiety he showed when asked about his cultivation level were not fake.
Lan Ci felt slightly relieved. Even if this person was not someone the Xuan Tian Sect had investigated, he must be related to the other dead people.
He nodded affirmatively: "You should know from my appearance that although I am a Golden Core cultivator, my aura is weak. A few days ago, Chen Tian forced me to enter the Golden Core stage, and then extracted my Golden Core and essence blood to help him enter the Nascent Soul stage."
Now that he has lost his golden core and most of his essence, he will probably die soon. The fact that he managed to send out Chen Tian's message before his death shows that his efforts to hold on until now have not been in vain.
Ruan Qingyu was very close at this moment and could clearly smell the strong smell of blood on Lan Ci's body. The clothes he was wearing should be those of a disciple of the Xuantian Sect.
However, the originally light blue robes were now stained black and red with bloodstains and other dirt, making it impossible to see their former clean whiteness.
"Hang in there, you won't die," Ruan Qingyu said firmly. As soon as she finished speaking, she touched the cage where Lan Ci was imprisoned. The phoenix flames melted the extremely cold black iron cage with ease.
Lan Ci, who had been slumped on the ground, looked at the bright flames around her as if she had seen hope. She propped herself up on her arms and sat up, her lips trembling as she looked at everything before her.
He actually managed to get out? It's not bad that he could go out before he died.
"Wutong!" Ruan Qingyu called softly, and in the blink of an eye, the Wutong Qin at her waist suddenly grew larger, revealing its original form.
Withdrawing her hands that had just unleashed flames, Ruan Qingyu stroked the strings of the zither with a heavy heart. The Wutong Zither was transformed from an ancient Wutong tree from the Nine Netherworlds, and it had always possessed healing properties.
Now, combined with the techniques she learned from the Xuan Tian Sect's library, the zither music rang out, its notes lingering in the air.
The surrounding flames seemed to harmonize with the strings of the zither, and golden-red and light green spiritual energy burst forth with the music, heading towards Lan Ci.
The gradually shattering dantian slowly stopped, and the continuous flow of blood also gradually ceased, showing faint signs of healing.
"Cough cough." Lan Ci coughed suddenly, black blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, but this did not prevent his face from turning from pale to pale white. Although he was still bloodless, he looked much better than before.
With eyes full of gratitude, he looked at Ruan Qingyu and said, "Thank you for your help, fellow Daoist. I feel much better now."
After thinking for a moment, Lan Ci said, "Fellow Daoist saved me, but I cannot implicate you. Fellow Daoist, you can take me out later and leave me in any city you like."
He's been missing for so long, and the Xuan Tian Sect hasn't heard a single word about him, let alone that the Soul Lamp is unharmed. He vanished suddenly from the sect without any mission or other business; the sect should at least inquire about it.
However, there was no news for more than half a month. Chen Tian was a senior elder of the sect. Although he could not be said to have absolute power, he had won over many people.
If Chen Tian discovers he's missing afterward, he'll be furious and might even send people to hunt him down.
Ruan Qingyu held Lan Ci in higher regard, as what he said was exactly the same as what she had experienced back then.
"Just take good care of yourself. I still need to ask you to complain to Elder Mo Wen. You may not believe others, but you will believe Elder Mo Wen eventually," Ruan Qingyu said slowly. She felt a little more pity for this unlucky guy who was essentially taking her place.
At this moment, Ruan Qingyu was speaking to Lan Ci using her own voice. Lan Ci twitched her ears, feeling that the voice sounded somewhat familiar, but she couldn't quite place it.
As the music gradually stopped, Ruan Qingyu scanned Lan Ci's body and meridians with her divine sense and slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
Before anyone outside could detect the changes, Ruan Qingyu's gaze swept over the hellish basement, her hands enveloped in Phoenix Divine Fire.
He pressed his palms together, then separated them, draining eighty percent of his spiritual energy. Two firebirds formed of flame appeared in the small area, accompanied by their chirping.
The place that had claimed Ruan Qingyu's life in her past life instantly turned into a sea of fire. Ruan Qingyu put away her zither and quickly left the place with the unconscious Lan Ci in her arms.
Back on the ground, my ears twitched, as if I sensed an unusual fluctuation in the air.
"Hmph, don't even think about letting this go." Ruan Qingyu sneered, stomping one foot on the ground.
With several loud booms, the ground on the entire mountaintop began to crack and burst into flames. Ruan Qingyu glanced back at the mountaintop and then activated the unique distress signal of the Xuantian Sect.
Only then did she quickly slip back to the disciples' quarters. The mountain where Chen Tian was located was quite far from the disciples' quarters. Ruan Qingyu also possessed cultivation techniques, so she concealed her aura and tracks extremely well.
After a distress signal suddenly rang out in the sky, a large area of the Xuantian Sect's mountains lit up. The first to respond were the disciples on duty and the patrol teams.
After placing Lan Ci in her bedroom, Ruan Qingyu finally had a moment to observe the situation outside. Countless spirit swords streaked across the sky like meteors, hurtling towards the burning mountain.
After Ruan Qingyu left, Chen Tian, sensing that his formation had been destroyed, rushed over, his eyes filled with thunderous rage.
His face was as black as the bottom of a pot; he had just broken through to the Nascent Soul stage when this happened. His first thought was that his secret had been exposed, but then he saw that the first group to arrive was just an ordinary patrol team.
This slightly calmed his anger, and then he looked down at the ground with great pain. His divine sense quickly swept over all the cages and the remaining material storage area.
"Who on earth destroyed all my precious materials?!" Chen Tian was furious, but he had to suppress his anger.
Because the elder on duty today had already come over, looking at me with a face full of doubt and caution.
"Elder Chen, a sudden fire broke out on your peak today, and disciples have sent out distress signals. What is the reason for this?" The elder on duty looked around in confusion, while Chen Tian was surrounded by disciples who had rushed over with similar questions.
Among the disciples closest to Chen Tian, many looked extremely panicked. However, due to the ferocity of the flames, many disciples dared not even step forward to put out the fire.
The elder on duty looked around and assumed that the disciple was at a loss because he had suddenly encountered such a situation.
"Elder Chen?" The elder on duty was puzzled to see Chen Tian remain silent. Although he was one level lower than Chen Tian, he was on duty today and should be questioned no matter what.
A few traces of impatience flashed quickly in Chen Tian's eyes, but given his current unstable cultivation level and the need to stay in the Xuan Tian Sect, he immediately put on a sorrowful expression.
"It seems some thieves deliberately set this place on fire. One of my disciples was no match for them and has already perished. My heart is filled with grief. I implore the elder to investigate this matter thoroughly today!" With that, Chen Tian glared fiercely at his disciples behind him.
But then he saw that the other person's expression was uncertain, and his eyes suddenly became even colder: "Hurry up and put out the fire!"
The disciple whose name was called immediately squatted down: "Reporting to Master, this flame is no ordinary flame. No matter how we tried, we could not extinguish it. Please, Master, take action!"
Seeing this, Chen Tian looked at the elder on duty. His expression grew even more sorrowful as he turned and walked towards the area where the fire was most intense. With a wave of his hand, he unleashed a palm strike that instantly extinguished the surrounding flames.
Before he could even move to destroy the underground evidence, he saw the flames reappear after they had disappeared!
"What...what's going on?!" The elder on duty looked at the situation and helplessly took out his token. This matter was strange; other elders needed to investigate.
Why didn't the flames go out? It was actually Ruan Qingyu's doing. She mixed ordinary flames with her own Phoenix Divine Fire to prevent Chen Tian from completely destroying the evidence until enough people arrived.
The Phoenix Divine Fire gradually extinguished itself after half an hour, which was enough time for some elders to become suspicious of the matter.
Seeing that his methods were ineffective, Chen Tian was indeed somewhat flustered, but no one else could extinguish the flames. It wasn't his fault; he sensed that Zhang Qi and Zhang Zitao, who should have been underground, were no longer there.
Chen Tian feigned grief and suddenly wailed, "My disciple! My disciple has perished while trying to stop the evildoers! Please, sect, help me!"
The disciples behind him exchanged glances, all covering their faces in grief. The elder on duty looked around, utterly bewildered. What was the point of crying instead of putting out the fire?
Soon, the other elders who had received the news rushed over, and after seeing the raging fire, they reacted in the same way as the elder on duty.
What kind of fire is this? Why hasn't it gone out yet? After everyone tried to put it out, they all found that they couldn't extinguish it, and their expressions immediately changed.
"Elder Chen, this happened on your peak. Do you know why?" Mo Wen looked at Chen Tian, whose face was pale, with a hint of inquiry in his eyes.
The Qiankun hexagram swirled and floated around him. He had clearly calculated the peace hexagram today, so why did it suddenly change? Thinking of the unusual Ziwei star, Mo Wen had no choice but to put aside his doubts and ask the person involved first.
Several senior elders were also summoned today. At this moment, several Nascent Soul cultivators tried to suppress the flames several times and found that some flames could be suppressed directly, but the very center of the flames could not be manipulated.
As doubts arose in his heart, he also looked at Chen Tian along with Mo Wen.
Chen Tian, his lips twitching under everyone's gaze, was about to explain when he suddenly heard a disciple behind him shout, "Elders, the flames seem to have gone out!"
In an instant, everyone's attention was drawn to the extinguished flames.
However, one of the most discerning elders was somewhat surprised: "That place seems to have a cellar?"
As they spoke, the other person had already started walking in that direction. The other elders followed, and Chen Tian, with a gloomy expression, had no choice but to follow.
"After my disciple released the distress firework today, I rushed over. But I could only see the thief's figure. Before I could make a move, the fire was too fierce and almost spread to the surrounding area, so I stayed behind." Chen Tian looked at the other elders with a solemn expression.
"I was too eager to put out the fire, which is why I let the thief go. I beg the sect to punish me." Chen Tian lowered his head, his attitude of admitting his mistake was extremely good.
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