Qin Yue wanted to go on this mission with Zhenru, but before they could leave, he was captured by the sect leader and sent to another mission.
If he hadn't suddenly advanced to the Nascent Soul stage, this mission might still have been possible.
He is now at the Nascent Soul stage. If he were with Zhenru, it would be two Nascent Soul elders leading a team.
What kind of precious thing needs two Nascent Soul Elders?
This isn't a question of whether they're qualified or not; if tasks are assigned this way, the disciples' training will be wasted.
A person's dependency is not something that can be controlled simply by trying to control it.
Is the effort you put in knowing you won't die the same as the mindset that only you can save yourself?
Of course, if it's a place where you're at risk of death, you still need to give yourself some psychological support.
Zhenru is the fulcrum of Liang Qiuling and their team's mission.
Unfortunately, Liang Qiuling didn't buy it.
"Where did this lazy, good-for-nothing rogue cultivator come from?"
"It's better to self-destruct and take the enemy down with you than to wait for these people to save you."
After reading the mission leader's nameplate, Liang Qiuling dismissively tossed the mission token to her teammate.
Mao Yunfeng's teammate took the mission card, read it, chuckled, and skipped over to Liang Qiuling, saying:
"Captain, don't look down on people like that!"
"As the team leader, you should lend a hand if they really encounter danger, and save their lives so they can return to the sect to collect their offerings, right?"
Mao Yunfeng's words caused not only the other team members but also Liang Qiuling to burst into laughter.
"When it comes to sharp tongues, you're the best, Little Maozi!"
Some team members playfully ruffled Mao Yunfeng's hair, and Mao Yunfeng didn't resist, happily playing around in the fun.
However, this was all in their private state. When they met up with Zhenru, they were very serious and acted like elite disciples of a sect.
"Greetings, Elder!"
The greetings were delivered in unison, and Zhenru simply nodded slightly before raising her hand to release her flying magic weapon.
A shuttle-shaped flying boat, a high-level magical artifact.
Liang Qiuling glanced at it once and raised an eyebrow in surprise.
This is not a flying magic weapon provided by the sect.
Not only was it not provided by the sect, but this flying magic weapon was also of very good quality, and the forging method seemed to be different from those commonly found on the market.
Looking at the attitude of that guest elder towards them, it seems quite different from that of the previous guest elders.
In the past, those guest elders, if not all of them were obsequious to these elite disciples, were at least very friendly and approachable.
Then look at this person, who didn't even ask them their names or introduce himself from beginning to end.
The only interaction was the slightly indifferent and shallow nod when they greeted each other.
What's with the attitude?
Liang Qiuling felt a little uncomfortable. He didn't admit that it was because his identity wasn't valued, which hurt his self-esteem.
After boarding the flying boat for a while, seeing that Zhenru was just sitting in the corner meditating with her eyes closed, he couldn't help but stare at her rather presumptuously.
A cold and aloof female cultivator.
This is a summary.
A female cultivator who is considered a genius compared to ordinary cultivators, but only average among geniuses.
This is my summary after watching it a second time.
If you look a third time, it's as if the eyes are closed, and it's staring straight at you.
When Liang Qiuling was caught secretly glancing at someone, she reflexively looked away, then felt dissatisfied with herself.
What happened?
What is he afraid of?
Let me see what's wrong?
Thinking this, Liang Qiuling was about to shift her gaze again when she heard Mao Yunfeng scream.
"Ahhh—Captain!"
Liang Qiuling was startled and turned to follow Mao Yunfeng's gaze, her expression changing immediately.
He was so focused on competing with the guest elder that he forgot to control the direction of the flying boat.
The shuttle-shaped flying boat was moving too fast, and right in front of it, a bird-beast at the Great Perfection of the Golden Core stage was about to collide with it.
Both sides accelerated towards the middle at the same time, and even with Liang Qiuling's quick reaction speed, she couldn't keep up.
"Elder—"
"Bang—"
Liang Qiuling instinctively cried for help, but before she could finish her sentence, the bird-beast that was almost touching the airship's protective shield suddenly exploded into a cloud of blood mist with a muffled thud.
Liang Qiuling was stunned. Ignoring the slight chill in her heart, she quickly made a hand seal and threw a water ball onto the protective shield of the flying boat, washing away the pieces of flesh and blood of the birds and beasts.
The entire process—from discovering the bird or beast, its explosion, to cleaning the protective shield—took only about three breaths.
Once the airship stabilized again, some of the crew members were still just beginning to react, and Liang Qiuling even had a surreal feeling of "Really?"
The cabin was completely silent.
The silence made Liang Qiuling and his friends feel suffocated and uncomfortable.
"The sect leader said that this team will be led by elite disciples. Are you sure you haven't followed the wrong person?"
Noticing the unpleasant silence that no one was breaking, Zhenru took the initiative to speak, her tone filled with genuine questioning.
Then all five of them changed their expressions, and then blushed with embarrassment.
So, what do you think?
They had previously looked down on these rogue cultivators, but it turns out they were also looked down on their elite disciples.
Such questioning embarrassed Liang Qiuling and others, and added another aspect to their impression of Zhenru—harshness.
That statement certainly contained an element of irony, but it also genuinely raised some questions.
Because when they gathered at the sect gate, there was more than just Liang Qiuling's group, and she didn't know that Qingxuan Dao Sect only provided team leaders for elite disciples.
She felt that these disciples were indeed too sheltered and that she was genuinely afraid of mentoring the wrong people.
Seeing that no one answered, Zhenru could only look directly at the captain and call out his name:
"Are you Captain Liang Qiuling?"
A flicker of embarrassment crossed Liang Qiuling's eyes, her lips pressed tightly together, and she bowed in response:
"Really."
"Oh, then that's correct."
After confirming her identity, Zhenru closed her eyes and sat down to meditate again, not wanting to say anything more.
Liang Qiuling and the others thought that Zhenru was cold, arrogant, and mean, but that was only because of her appearance, her unsmiling nature, and the fact that her words offended them.
Zhenru himself did not actually notice.
She simply didn't know these people well and had nothing to say to them.
In this life, I am naturally wary and unwilling to easily connect with too many people.
Since she was just leading the team, her task was to protect their lives within her capabilities.
As for the mission of these people, it is very likely that the sect leader is searching for the Golden Crow's essence blood for her—in fact, her senses regarding the existence of the Golden Crow's essence blood are the most accurate.
When there were only one or two drops, Zhenru didn't feel much. But after receiving the third drop of Golden Crow essence blood, and especially after the fourth drop, the sensation in Zhenru's heart became stronger and stronger.
Whether a place has essence or not, there's no need to go near it.
But she couldn't say these things.
If you truly believe what the Qingxuan Sect Master told her, much of it is indeed true, and the Qingxuan Sect Master himself may genuinely care for her entirely.
But are those old guys at the very top people people you can easily trust?
The diagrams are endless, but the dagger remains hidden.
Things can turn around at any time before they succeed.
However, whether the reversal she's hoping for will actually happen is unknown, but the reversal in the eyes of these sheltered flowers is just around the corner.
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