No one responded.
Tian Ning did not stop what she was doing. She said, "I know it's hard for people to believe what I'm saying, but please help me."
"If this were truly five thousand years ago, we would uproot this malignant tumor in the cultivation world! The future would remain the same. You must understand, once problems arise in the past, and no one stops the Xuanyuan family, the future of the cultivation world will face a tremendous crisis!"
"If my guess is wrong, then today I, Tianning, am here to ask everyone for a favor and to help me give this fake farce a decent ending."
She was referring to how, in the last team competition, she single-handedly persuaded the monks who came to watch the match to enter the secret realm to rescue someone...
She did indeed save all her disciples.
However, she didn't use this tacit gratitude when Wenren Xue publicly announced her pact with the Demon Sword, but instead used it here.
"Tianning, do we really have to kill them?"
"Even if it's to take them to find a more powerful being to protect them, or to find a way to hide them in a place where no one can find them..." some disciples still couldn't bear to do it.
"It's too late," Tianning thought, but...
“Once the destruction of Xuanyuan ends, we will be sent out by the Return Journey Secret Realm, and there will be no time to arrange a way out for them.”
Besides, what difference does it make to them whether they are alive or dead?
If given enough time, Tianning would be willing to teach them to speak and read, so they could live like normal people again.
But that can't be done without years of meticulous care; she doesn't have the time anymore.
The six direct disciples will eventually return to their correct time and space.
Tian Ning turned around and looked down into the long corridor of the dungeon.
That's the road they walked; this is the road that holds countless lives in its hands.
"...Fine, let's do it. Consider it repayment for what you did in the secret realm last time, you madman!" Unexpectedly, it was Xu Jiaojiao who spoke.
"Junior Sister Jiao, you don't have to do such a cruel thing..."
Xu Jiaojiao said impatiently, "Stop talking nonsense! If we don't do as she says, are we supposed to let them stay here and provide more nourishment for that old beast Xuanyuan to nurture his evil tree?"
"They died, and then what? More of them!!"
"Are we just supposed to watch them like this and do nothing when we enter the Return Journey Secret Realm? It's so frustrating and disgusting!"
Perhaps because she was a female cultivator, even with her spoiled temperament, Xu Jiaojiao would still want to help them in this situation.
Tian Ning said, "Thank you."
Tianning had originally planned to take some effort to destroy the dungeon.
However, her ultimate move has a fatal flaw: not only is the cooldown long, but it is also extremely dangerous when her spiritual energy is depleted, making it difficult to even move a finger.
She must conserve her spiritual power to prepare for the final battle with Xuanyuan Hengzhi.
There were too many people in the dungeon, and Xuan Yuan Heng Zhi had even set up restrictions on each cage. With just her and her senior brothers and sisters, there simply wasn't enough time.
Just then, a group of his close associates who had been eavesdropping came over and offered him a sleeping pillow.
"I'm not helping you!" Xu Jiaojiao snorted and joined her senior brothers and sisters in taking action.
The once proud young lady had blood splattered on her face, but she didn't bother to wipe it away, clumsily busying herself with her fellow disciples.
Little did she know, her father, who usually thought his daughter was too willful but couldn't bring himself to spoil her, was secretly wiping away tears outside.
Sect Leader Xiao: "..."
That old guy looks awful when he cries!
Tian Ning smiled, for young people often retain the purest kindness deep in their hearts.
They are willing to help her, and she will not let them down!
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