"I Am a Sword Immortal" is an extremely long novel with countless dungeons. So much time has passed that she only remembers the beginning and part of the main storyline. As for which dungeons the protagonist, Mo Yu, visited and which monsters he fought, she truly can't recall.
But even so, aren't the side stories in cultivation novels always the same old ones?
What would the protagonist usually do when faced with a beast tide?
Force a breakthrough by using lightning to blast it open.
It's the same old trick.
If it weren't for her high cultivation level, which might have been too much for her to fear, and the tribulation lightning that could break through the Mahayana realm would have reduced the cave to ashes, she would have wanted to give it a try.
"What do you mean? You knew he would pull this stunt?" Ke Tinghe was shocked. "No wonder I told you to plant the plants first, and you said you wanted to wait and see. So you were waiting for Mo Yu to make his move?"
Chu Hongluan blinked innocently: "Please, is this the first day you've met him? As the top disciple of the Sword Pavilion, he's always striving to be number one. How could he possibly be content to remain unknown throughout the entire competition?"
Liu Jinghong shook his fan, seemingly lost in thought: "So Junior Sister specially prepared an opportunity for him to exert his strength."
"Brother Liu understands me best."
Chu Hongluan leaned lazily against the tree trunk, gazing at the distant lightning and thunder, her expression serene.
“I told them that this would be the last wave of beasts.”
Liu Jinghong's eyebrows curved into a smile as she naturally replied, "In reality, she was implying to Mo Yu that if he doesn't show his talent soon, he will miss his last chance."
"I said, there's no need to hold back any more tricks."
"In reality, it was a reminder to him that even if he paid an extremely heavy price, as long as he could display his great power and become famous in this battle, what would it matter if he went back to bed for a year or two?"
"I suggested we go outside the courtyard and divert the beasts," Chu Hongluan explained calmly.
"First, he should be kept away from crowded and troublesome places. Even if he takes risky actions, he won't have to worry about narrow-minded people plotting against him, nor will he have to worry about accidentally harming his allies. Second, the monsters have been dispersed, reducing the danger and increasing the battle area by more than a hundred times. This is the best situation to go all out and fight. If I don't take action now, it would be a waste of my trust in him."
"Tsk tsk tsk." Ke Tinghe clicked his tongue in amazement. "So what do we do now?"
“Mo Yu originally intended to lure the demonic beasts towards us. Now that he's undergoing his tribulation, out of a sense of duty, we should inform the Sword Pavilion elders and then go to welcome Mo Yu.”
"Okay."
Chu Hongluan and the other two ran to find the Sword Pavilion Elder. From afar, they saw the Sword Pavilion Elder staring at the tribulation lightning in the distance with a stern expression, seemingly lost in thought.
"senior!!!"
Kottinger called out to him.
The elder of the Sword Pavilion turned around and saw them, and was taken aback: "What brings you here?"
"Is that your family's chief disciple undergoing tribulation over there?"
Chu Hongluan asked hypocritically.
"Yes, if nothing unexpected happens, it should be him."
As he said this, the Sword Pavilion elder even seemed to take it for granted. "As the Sword Pavilion's top disciple, if I don't accomplish anything this time, I'm afraid I won't have the face to go back. That's why I took such a risky move."
Chu Hongluan frowned slightly. Although the logic was sound, why did it sound so jarring coming from the mouth of a Sword Pavilion elder?
But Chu Hongluan did not refute this, only saying, "We plan to go and see, just in case something happens."
"No need to look. If he can't come back alive, it means he's not qualified to hold the position of the Sword Pavilion's top disciple."
That's a rather callous statement.
The elders of the Wanfo Sect, including Yue Zheng Chang'an, seemed to think that this was inappropriate. After hesitating for a moment, they stepped forward and spoke up: "Why don't we let Elder Chu and the others take a look? In any case, if Young Friend Mo is dragging the demonic beasts on one side, no more demonic beasts will come from the west."
Since even these two had spoken, the Sword Pavilion elders naturally couldn't refuse them, and reluctantly agreed. However, the expression on their faces seemed to be one of resentment towards Chu Hongluan and the other two for meddling in other people's business.
Chu Hongluan was unwilling to continue the pretense with him, so she led Liu Jinghong and Ke Tinghe away.
By the time they rushed to Moyu, the calamity clouds had already dissipated. The open grassland was littered with corpses, and rivers of blood flowed.
The slender young man, leaning on his sword, stood alone amidst the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, as resolute as a war god, yet as fragile as if a gust of wind could topple him over.
Recalling the words of the Sword Pavilion elder, Chu Hongluan couldn't help but sigh deeply.
What a terrible thing to do.
"Ke Tinghe, carry him back."
"profound."
Mo Yu's consciousness was already very blurred, but he still heard that familiar female voice, which was somewhat indifferent and completely different from the one he was facing with the other person.
Liu Jinghong took out a bunch of random medicines from her mustard seed bag and threw them to Ke Tinghe, while she herself covered her mouth and nose with a fan and stood far away, looking very disgusted.
Chu Hongluan found it somewhat amusing and pulled him southwards.
"Let's go and meet up with Qiao Yue and the others."
"I'll listen to my junior sister."
"What?! You guys just dumped this mess on me?!"
Kotinghe looked on in disbelief.
"Come find us when you're done." Chu Hongluan waved her hand casually, without turning her head.
"......"
I can't live like this for even a day longer.
Meanwhile, the battle between Dazhuang and Qiaoyue was also very intense. Both of them had run out of nuts and now they had no choice but to run for their lives.
The leading monster, its jaws wide open, was about to bite Dazhuang's rear end—
"Wind Blade—"
Dozens of wind blades slashed over, instantly tearing the monster's tongue into a bloody mess. It howled in pain, closed its mouth, and shook its head violently, as if trying to shake off the pain, which inevitably slowed it down.
This slowness caused him to be rammed face-first into the ground by the monster behind him—
Immediately following was a deluge of animal hooves stomping down.
"Thank you, Senior Brother Feng!" Li Dazhuang took a moment from his busy schedule to look back and, seeing the terrible state of the place, quickly thanked Feng Sili.
"Don't slack off, it's still at least half an incense stick's worth of travel from here to the courtyard!"
"yes!"
However, everyone is currently in poor condition, with injuries on their bodies and their equipment, physical strength, and spiritual energy all running low. The hope of safely reuniting with their seniors is extremely slim.
Feng Sili's gaze was deep. He glanced back at the seemingly endless tide of beasts, then at his companions struggling to survive beside him, and suddenly stopped in his tracks.
"Senior Brother Feng?!" Da Zhuang's pupils shrank.
"You guys go first, I'll stay behind to buy some time."
"Senior brother, no!!!"
"So noisy..." An impatient complaint came from afar, clear and distinct.
"It's Young Master Liu!"
In response to them came a torrent of hexagrams related to the character "离" (Li).
"Separation, purgatory—"
The raging flames roared behind the crowd, intercepting the beast tide with pinpoint accuracy!
A blood-red blade of light followed closely behind, cleaving the night sky. When it clashed with the beast tide, it blossomed into rows of vibrant red flowers.
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