Chapter 138 How to Save Them? A Sandstorm Comes to the Rescue
Su Yao was on edge, watching what the men in black were going to do.
If we were to take action against the mentors...
She couldn't care less about anything else; if someone had to be saved, she had to be saved.
Su Yu noticed her nervousness and transmitted her voice:
Su Yao responded softly:
The mentors in the cells didn't seem to be in good condition.
One of the black-robed evil cultivators below, who seemed to be the leader, said to the people behind him, "You have all drunk the secret medicine, and your spiritual senses have been strengthened enough. See which one is suitable and possess him."
After saying that, he went up to the cell and checked it over, as if looking for some special supplies: "Those few who are still in good spirits, be careful. Before you take over their bodies, stab them in the heart to make them seriously injured. That will make it easier when you take over their bodies."
He turned to face the heretics, removed the hood that was part of his black robe, and smiled as he opened his arms to show them his new face.
"Do you see that? Now, I am the sect leader of the Wu Ai Sect."
"As long as you do your job well, the master will not treat you unfairly."
"At that time, status, cultivation level, and money will be yours for the taking. Look at us now, we only used some special methods to cultivate, yet the spirit world hates us and even tries to exterminate us, giving us such an unpleasant name as 'evil cultivators.' Are you willing to accept this?"
He didn't care that the evil cultivators didn't reply, because he knew that these guys would always obey after taking the secret medicine, unless they didn't want the antidote anymore.
The secret medicine is also poisonous.
He spoke passionately: "The Demon Realm is different. Demons are inherently evil and won't care about a few deaths. Once the Demon Realm conquers the Spirit Realm, we'll change our name to Demon Cultivators and suppress the Spirit Cultivators! We'll make them our slaves!"
Su Yu gritted her teeth silently.
Who is this guy calling inherently evil?
He is a demon, and he does not approve of the real-name registration system.
Most of the demons in their demon realm are perfectly normal!
Su Yao was also secretly grinding her teeth.
Just from the name of the secret medicine, you can tell that the force they were drawn into is part of the same gang as the evil cultivators who previously tried to hijack their flying boat. They not only targeted the core disciples of Nandu, wanting to use them as cultivation materials, but also wanted to replace some of the instructors.
However, it was unexpected that it wasn't just students from Nandu Academy who were arrested.
As for why so many students from Nandu Academy were arrested, Su Yao quickly figured it out.
The four most prestigious and influential academies in the Central Spirit Realm are the four major academies.
Although their Nandu Academy is one of the four major academies, it has been at the bottom for nearly a hundred years. The instructors are counting on their core disciples to prove themselves in this year's Path Competition.
Of course, Su Yao was very confident that she could lead her team to achieve good results, and her goal was to be number one.
But perhaps because of this bottom-ranking position, these heretical cultivators felt that starting with the Southern Crossing Academy would give them a better chance of success.
They even want to help the demon realm infiltrate the spirit realm? Good heavens, are evil cultivators really this audacious these days?
Even the mentors and elders who were still relatively sober in the prison were so angry that they almost vomited blood. They cursed the evil cultivators as worthless beasts who were unworthy of being human!
Then one of the most irritable instructors, who was cursing the most, was pulled to the door by the evil cultivator using distorted spiritual power, who intended to possess him first.
Su Yao glanced at the confident expressions of those evil cultivators below, who seemed certain that none of their mentors and elders could escape, and sneered inwardly.
Then, he reached into his storage ring and pulled out a crystal ball, saying to Su Yu:
The Condensing Dew Pill is considered one of the top-tier healing pills; it can preserve a person's last breath as long as they are not dead.
Feng Jiu was a member of the Ghost Market Exploration Team, and he must have been injured quite often in the wild. Su Yao thought that the Condensing Dew Pill would be a suitable gift of thanks.
Su Yu smiled and agreed.
Although the pills here contain spiritual energy and are not really suitable for demons to consume, Su Yu was still very happy.
After all, this was the first gift A-Yao gave him.
After resolving the worries behind her, Su Yao poured all her divine sense into the crystal ball.
This was the magical artifact she had seen before, capable of controlling sandstorms.
She was just being chased because after searching the place where the other disciples were imprisoned but not finding the key, she went back, took the recording stone, and then stole this magic artifact.
The men in black robes, having lost their belongings, didn't dare to make a fuss immediately. Instead, they mobilized their men to hunt her down.
The person using the crystal ball also seemed to have taken a secret medicine to enhance their spiritual sense, but Su Yao's spiritual sense was naturally strong, and it was barely enough for her at the moment.
If you invest too much of your spiritual energy, your body won't be able to react quickly enough when it encounters danger.
On the ground, not far from the entrance to this underground lair, a sand dune swayed and suddenly disappeared.
Then, the sound of the wind grew closer.
At first, only a small tornado appeared on the ground below, no taller than a person's calf, and it was silent. Only the mentors and elders facing this side, as well as the leading evil cultivator, noticed it and all looked astonished.
The leader of the heretical cultivators was both shocked and furious.
Before they could react, this miniature tornado suddenly expanded several times its original size, and fine, dense sand appeared out of nowhere, was absorbed into it, and grew from a tiny baby into a ferocious behemoth, which then quickly swept towards the gate.
"Run!"
This identity as a heretical cultivator, in a sense, already demonstrates that this is a group of people with no bottom line, and morality is completely non-existent for them.
But here now are a group of evil cultivators who have drunk the secret medicine and whose lives are in their hands.
So before escaping, he barely remembered that he needed to take a few special supplies with him, namely the objects of his possession.
Otherwise, if we lose everything, we might lose our lives too.
The cell door was opened.
Without Su Yao saying anything, Su Yu immediately took action.
He kindly reminded them, "Esteemed seniors, please forgive me!"
Then he drew his longbow and aimed the arrows at the chains binding them.
There were just too many of them, and the arrows even had some lightning or flames on them. Su Yu had already restrained herself, but there was still a chance that someone might get electrocuted or burned.
In short, it was a minor matter, and the elders and mentors didn't pay much attention to it. After gaining their freedom, they thanked Su Yu and Su Yao, and then those who were strong helped those who were weak to the side.
Although the younger generation is formidable, this ultimate move somewhat lacks the ability to distinguish friend from foe.
Both sandstorm and arrow rain are examples of this.
These old bones, plus the half-dead wounded, really can't take it.
Those who still had energy left were mainly the instructors from Nandu Academy, who had only been arrested two days prior. They chased after those evil cultivators and eventually kicked them into the ever-growing sandstorm.
However, the leader still managed to send out the alarm, and all the evil cultivators in the underground building sprang into action.
The already formidable weapon of a medium-sized sandstorm continues to expand and is beginning to wreak havoc.
Scattered gravel fell from the soil above, and the supporting beams and columns creaked under the strain.
Su Yu carried Su Yao on his back, jumped off the crossbeam, and politely nodded to Su Yao's seniors, saying, "The situation was urgent just now, but many academy disciples were still not rescued. Seniors, please come with me."
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