Song Tingwan rubbed her temples helplessly, "Sister Su Xi didn't even remind me."
It caught them off guard, causing their consciousness to waver.
The two little ones over there were vomiting so badly, they were really suffering.
"Time is of the essence. Even Lord Yanshan has entered Guilin Mountain. Everyone is rushing here as quickly as possible. If I hadn't been searching for you with the little white tiger, I would have entered the mountain long ago."
With that, Su Xi and Song Tingwan each helped a weak man who was vomiting, and headed straight for Guilin Mountain.
At the foot of Guilin Mountain.
Various forces have set up camps.
Everyone looked very serious.
They arrived just as the argument was raging.
"If we don't go in, what will happen if the disciples can't hold on!"
"Calm down, Yan Shanjun and Qin Cangsong are both inside. Give these two old guys who are half-step into the Tribulation some time."
They will try every means to get the message out.
"Hmph, this is very strange. Could it be that the prophecy has come forward—"
"What prophecy?"
Song Tingwan remained silent, calmly awaiting the second half of the sentence, when Su Xi casually lifted the curtain and walked in.
Qin Xi, who was sitting in one of the four seats at the head of the table, immediately brightened up, but considering the inappropriate occasion, he could only smile at Wan'er in a restrained manner.
Song Tingwan nodded quietly, keeping a low profile and not intending to show off.
"Oh, it's the Fox Clan Venerable. You've finished dealing with matters in the Demon Realm and are now preparing to meddle in the affairs of the Cultivation Realm?"
Pei Yuan remained in a languid posture, suppressing the smirk that was about to appear when she entered. He changed his posture and smiled as he spoke.
“I didn’t want to either, but none of your elders have stepped forward, so I have to step in to keep things under control.”
Su Xi pulled Song Tingwan along and casually sat down in a high chair.
Upon hearing this, everyone's expression turned sour.
The moment Ningxuan Zhenren saw Su Xi, he chuckled. He was about to say something when he suddenly noticed Song Tingwan, who had been keeping a low profile.
He exclaimed "Eh!" and then nodded silently to Song Tingwan in delight.
He hadn't even finished one pot of spiritual tea when A Yao and Yun Qian suddenly lost contact. His disciple and Lord Yan were frantic and rushed over, but they found nothing.
The old man was worried about his apprentice and junior brother, so he had no choice but to come eagerly.
The sect was handed over to Chu Hou, but everyone was extremely worried, so they left Elder Queying behind to assist him.
Everyone thought that Master Ningxuan would retort, but instead he just smiled and didn't explode.
The sun rose in the west.
"Now that everyone's here, let's get back to business."
Qin Xi tried hard to control her expression and made a serious suggestion.
But he was a nobody and his voice carried little weight.
Those present were either elders or highly respected seniors; she, a junior sect leader, really carried little weight.
"Listen to Qin, the person is still inside. Let's work together to rescue them."
Ningxuan Zhenren stepped forward and nodded in agreement.
The Sword Inquiry Sect had the most members, and they were all elite disciples.
If something really happens, then the losses will be truly devastating.
"We've been stationed here for over ten days without any solutions. May I ask if the Fox Clan Venerable and the Pillow Sleep Venerable have any good ideas?"
Immortal Lord Zewu suddenly spoke, his gaze fixed on Song Tingwan, who was deliberately keeping a low profile, his smile unusually deep and enigmatic.
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