Colluding with the Demon Clan
"Tell me about it." Wen Zheng took out a handful of antidote pills and fed them to this disciple who looked sickly.
The sick and weak disciple swallowed the pills one after another without even having time to chew them properly.
When he was able to sit up, she hurriedly waved her hand and said, "That's enough, thank you, fellow Daoist. I am Mingxin, a disciple of Elder Chunhua of Medicine Immortal Valley."
“Fellow Daoist Ming,” Wen Zheng immediately replied, “Come on, have some more. Mu Qing is here with the others in the other cells, so don’t worry.”
After saying that, she continued to feed Mingxin the antidote.
The effects of the Soul-Separating Powder are very strong. Even after being given so many antidote pills, Mingxin can only recover to the point where she can stand up. It is still very difficult for her to walk.
"No need to feed it anymore, it's useless." Mingxin stopped Wenzheng's hand and said, "Ordinary antidotes are not effective against the Soul-Separating Powder. Only antidotes made with special herbs can work."
Mu Qing and Wen Zheng refined so many antidote pills and fed them to them. Only those with higher cultivation levels were able to move around on their own; the others were practically paralyzed.
Wen Zheng noticed that she couldn't stand up and asked, "Tell me the name of the medicinal herb, and I'll ask Mu Qing if she has it."
She was penniless; her storage bag was even emptier than the clothes she was wearing.
However, Mu Qing is rich. He has a lot of things in his storage bag. She saw them when he was making medicine and was very envious.
Mingxin shook his head and said, "There is a medicinal herb that can only be found in Medicine Immortal Valley. I want to send a message to my master."
She took out the communication jade slip and looked at Wen Zheng expectantly, as if seeking her permission.
It was the first time anyone had looked at her with such pitiful, pleading eyes. Wen Zheng instinctively leaned back to avoid their gaze, coughed lightly, and said, "Send the message if you want, but you'd better call more people to deal with the Changsheng Sect."
With these disciples' messages, the Longevity Sect has no chance of turning things around.
After Mingxin finished sending the message, the others also sent messages to their respective sects explaining the situation and requesting that their sects send people to provide support.
Wen Zheng watched these people pass on the message and was in a good mood. She helped Ming Xin and prepared to leave the dungeon.
After feeding the other disciples their medicine and briefly explaining the situation, Mu Qing had them help each other out of the dungeon.
Whether it was the Changsheng Sect's confidence that their actions would go undetected, or they had other methods, there were no guards in the dungeon, nor were there anyone outside.
Mu Qing and Wen Zheng led a group of people out of the dungeon without anyone stopping them, an unbelievable success. When Wen Zheng came out, the talisman she was holding was crumpled, and she kept her eyes darting around, constantly watching for any movement in her surroundings.
"Where do we go from here?" Wen Zheng asked, supporting Mingxin and clearly feeling her weakness in her limbs, let alone the other disciples.
The Soul-Separating Powder is such a strange poison that ordinary antidotes are useless. It's impossible to walk out of the main gate of the Longevity Sect with so many people.
That's too arrogant.
Mu Qing took out the map inside the Changsheng Sect and looked down at it. The pure white moonlight shone on him, making him appear even more aloof.
Wen Zheng leaned closer and glanced at the map, saying, "If it's too difficult, why not fight our way out?"
The sect leader has already sent a message saying that he and his men are on their way. As long as we hold on, we don't need to worry about not receiving reinforcements.
“No, we’ll go through the back of the mountain.” Mu Qing pointed to a tree marker and tapped it twice, worried that Wen Zheng might not see it clearly.
Wen Zheng clung to Mu Qing's arm with both hands, tilted her head and nodded, "Hmm, I don't understand." After saying that, she turned around, helped Ming Xin up, and told the others about the escape route.
Mu Qing watched her retreating figure as she and the others explained things, a faint smile playing on her lips. She put away the map and walked towards Wen Zheng.
"You have not yet recovered, so it is not advisable to have a direct confrontation with the people of the Changsheng Sect."
When Mu Qing spoke, even the disciples who had objections fell silent.
Since the Longevity Sect can produce such a strange poison as Soul Separation Powder, they must have other methods. For now, it's best to avoid their attacks.
The group turned towards the back mountain. Before leaving, Mu Qing sent a message to the sect leader and then followed Wen Zheng, listening to her chat with the disciple from the Medicine Immortal Valley.
Among the assembled forces of various sects, the sect leader's eye twitched when he saw the message. It seemed that Elder Jianfeng had buried the demon general's corpse under the divine tree behind the Changsheng Sect. Should he tell Mu Qing?
The sect leader thought for a moment, but still didn't say anything.
Anyway, people from all the major sects will be arriving at Changsheng Sect soon, so Mu Qing might not have noticed yet.
The sect leader relaxed considerably and chatted with people from other sects. Meanwhile, the people from the other sects had already received messages from their disciples, and their expressions changed drastically.
Those missing disciples were already dead in their eyes. They never expected that they were captured by the Changsheng Sect. What did the Changsheng Sect want with these disciples?
Many of these sects are large sects that have witnessed a lot of filth and have a vague idea of what's going on, but they tacitly keep quiet about it.
If their wishes come true, the immortal sects will likely descend into chaos.
Apart from a few worried elders, the others were quite excited. No disciples from their sect had gone missing, and no one had been poisoned. They came along hoping to get a share of the spoils after eliminating the remnants of the demon race, and they didn't care about the affairs of the Longevity Sect.
A group of people rushed to the gate of longevity. When the gatekeeper saw so many people, his expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly closed the gate to call for help.
Xu Ximing was counting the disciples who were delivering the "goods" with him when he heard the gatekeeper report that many people from various sects were blocking the outside. His first thought was that the dungeon incident had been leaked.
On second thought, it was probably impossible. If it had really been leaked, His Majesty would have already taken action to resolve the situation and would not have allowed these people to cause trouble at the Changsheng Gate.
He changed into the sect leader's clothes and hurried to the outside of the sect, where he met the group of people who had arrived.
"What brings you all to my Changsheng Sect?" Xu Ximing emphasized the last four words, making it seem as if he wasn't welcoming them.
The one leading the group was an elder from the Qingchen Sect, who was now in charge of the Immortal Alliance. He spoke very rudely: "What brings you here? Don't you know what you've done?"
The elder, who had a fiery temper, grabbed Xu Ximing by the collar and lifted him up like a chick: "You dare to collude with the remnants of the demon race? Do you want to die?"
He hurled a charge of colluding with remnants of the demon race at Xu Ximing, who was stunned and stammered, "You...you're talking nonsense!"
How could he possibly collude with the demons? Could His Majesty be a demon?
Xu Ximing paused for a moment, thought about it, and then rejected the answer. If the Venerable One were truly a demon, the immortal sects would have been wiped out long ago.
He retorted with a stiff neck, "Nonsense! How could I possibly collude with the demons? You've framed me for no reason. I'll ask the immortal sect to settle this matter."
If this charge is established, the Changsheng Sect will be forever condemned to death, and the Venerable One will abandon them because they have no further use.
Xu Ximing didn't want to see this outcome.
"Hmph." The elder shoved Xu Ximing aside and threw the evidence he had gathered along the way at his face: "Take a look at these."
Xu Ximing took the document and began to examine it. Besides the magical artifact used to track demonic energy pointing directly at the Changsheng Gate, there was also a blood-written letter that made his pupils suddenly constrict.
The blood-written letter not only described the Changsheng Sect's collusion with the demon race, but also stated that he had captured disciples from various sects and offered them to the demon race as a pledge of loyalty, which was utterly heinous.
As Xu Ximing read the blood-written letter, he composed himself. Sweat soaked the letter in his hands. A cold wind swept over him, and he felt a chill on his back before calming down.
“Magic artifacts and blood oaths aren’t impossible to fake. Who knows if you’re after the Divine Tree of the Longevity Sect and are deliberately using this as an excuse to frame me?”
After saying that, Xu Ximing looked at the people from the small sects who had come with him, "I at least have a voice in the Immortal Sect Alliance. Aren't you afraid of alienating the other sects by framing me like this?"
His gaze swept over them, and the people from the other sects all lowered their heads, a wave of sorrow washing over them.
In the eyes of these major sects, weakness is the original sin.
Some impatient sects glared fiercely at the elders of the major sects, their hatred and disdain infuriating.
The elder, who had previously been hot-tempered, interrupted Xu Ximing: "If you say the artifact is fake, then produce the evidence. You just start by saying we coveted your divine tree. What's so great about that broken tree?"
His humiliating demeanor at being treated with cheap goods provoked the other sects, with one indignant person saying, "Since you say you don't covet it, then swear an oath."
"Swear an oath then, who's afraid of who?" The elder swore an oath to the Heavenly Dao without saying a word, and only then did the others calm down and continue dealing with the remnants of the demon race.
"Now that I've sworn an oath, you have to talk about your collusion with the demons, right?" The elder stood in front of Xu Ximing and asked with a stern face.
Xu Ximing was surprised that these people were so determined to make trouble for this matter. After thinking for a moment, he asked, "I don't know anything about any remnants of the demon race. This matter has nothing to do with me."
"Whether it matters or not, we'll find out once we go in and search." Elder Jianfeng, having waited for a long time without seeing these people go in, spurred the fire from within the crowd.
The Qingchen Sect elder nodded in agreement: "You say you didn't collude with the demons, then let us go in and see. If you're truly innocent, I'll apologize to you."
He spoke much more politely, but Xu Ximing still stood in front of everyone with a sullen face and an ugly expression.
"Everyone, the Changsheng Sect has recently been robbed, and I have closed the road out of the sect. We are doing our best to capture the thieves, so I'm afraid we cannot let you in."
If they manage to find the dungeon, then the Changsheng Sect will truly be doomed.
Xu Ximing's obstructive attitude made the elders who received the message from their disciple restless, and they pushed Xu Ximing aside and rushed in.
Xu Ximing tried to stop them, but was held down by someone.
The sect leader of the Immortal Pursuit Sect and Elder Jianfeng pulled him aside and let the others go inside. After they all left, Elder Jianfeng smiled and said, "Sect Leader Xu, don't worry. If you are truly innocent, the entire Immortal Sect will probably have to apologize to you."
His smile was playful, containing many meanings that chilled Xu Ximing to the bone.
The Qingchen Sect elder, carrying a magical artifact to track demonic energy, traveled all the way to the back mountain of the Changsheng Sect. There, he saw injured disciples and Mu Qing fighting against a demon general.
"Immortal Master Mu? What are you doing here?"
Everyone was quite surprised, but the crazed demon general on the side attracted their attention.
"This is... a demon general?"
"Weren't all the demon generals dead? How come there are still some left?"
"Looking closely, this demon general looks somewhat familiar? It seems to be the one that Immortal Venerable Mu killed on the Immortal-Demon Battlefield back then. How did he suddenly come back to life?"
This question reflects the doubt that was lingering in Mu Qing's mind at that moment.
Didn't he already kill and freeze the demon general?
Why did it suddenly come back to life?
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