Wei Qinghe reached out and removed the hand with distinct knuckles that was covering her eyes.
"Fourth Senior Brother, this is one of our own."
One of our own?
Si You and Fang Buwei looked at the man with suspicion.
Daoist Fuyue quickly withdrew his hand from Wei Qinghe's.
My body temperature, which had been brought under control, seems to have risen again without me noticing.
Not long ago, Daoist Fuyue found a good place to expel some of the toxins and happened to discover the dungeon by chance, so he disguised himself and infiltrated the newly captured people.
Originally intending to wait for an opportunity to act, they unexpectedly encountered Wei Qinghe and his two companions, as well as Xinghui Daozun.
"Didn't I tell you to rest properly? Why did you run out again?" Daoist Fuyue's voice was extremely low.
Fang Buwei and Si You finally realized from the voice that the other party was Daoist Fuyue, and that he really was one of their own.
But why are Junior Sister (Senior Sister) and Daoist Fuyue here at Hehuan Tower?
Did they also discover the strangeness of Hehuan Tower before?
They would never believe it, not even if you beat them to death, that it was their junior sister (senior sister) who brought Daoist Fuyue to find girls, and that they even ordered more than a dozen at once.
Wei Qinghe could only keep it brief, "I didn't want to either..."
The people imprisoned in the nearby dungeons were all focused on Xinghui Daozun and his companions, so no one paid attention to their conversation.
Even though they were all being held here and everyone was terrified, quite a few people still wanted to watch the spectacle, perhaps as a way of finding joy in hardship.
"It's too dirty here." Daoist Fuyue exuded a chilling aura. As a top-grade ice spirit root, he had a certain advantage in cooling down.
"Shall we fight our way out now?" Wei Qinghe glanced at the departing guards and several watchmen.
With her and Daoist Fuyue joining forces, they can definitely take down those few guards. As for the few watchmen, they can naturally be handed over to Siyou.
Daoist Fuyue shook his head. "Don't rush, wait a little longer."
"Do we have to wait until Daoist Xinghui gets ganged up on?" Fang Buwei was quite excited. Although he didn't like that kind of thing, he was happy when Daoist Xinghui was in trouble.
Fuyue Daozun's expression darkened. "When the person behind this shows up, the fact that so many men, women, and children are imprisoned is definitely not just for the business of Hehuan Tower."
Wei Qinghe also felt that Hehuan Tower had someone behind it, otherwise they wouldn't have been so bold.
But what kind of people can become a strong supporter of Hehuan Tower?
"Please spare me! I am the sect leader of the Azure Sword Sect. If you release me, I will repay you. After we get out, I will let you share the Azure Sword Sect."
Xinghui Daozun was being rubbed on the ground, suffering greatly. Although his cultivation had not been lost, his spiritual power was sealed after he was captured by the dark guards, and he was now no different from anyone else.
"Azure Sword Sect? A third-rate sect dares to talk about sharing!"
The man behind him, who was acting irritably, said without any mercy.
"The mere Azure Sword Sect really thinks it's something special. The fact that they were arrested like this shows that they did something unforgivable."
Wei Qinghe shouted from the crowd, "Although he is the head of the Qingjian Sect, he actually practiced the forbidden technique of absorbing the essence of courtesans, and the courtesans have been drained into old women."
A murderous glint flashed in Fuyue Daozun's eyes. What had Wei Qinghe gone through all by herself while he was away?
How do you know these things?
Does Xinghui Daozun have any sense of shame?
He even practices forbidden techniques!
Upon hearing the word "forbidden technique," the cultivators in Xinghui Daozun's dungeon were all taken aback. "So this guy actually cultivates forbidden techniques. Brothers, don't be shy, this is a perk from Hehuan Tower."
The obscene scene was further overlaid with figures, and even Xinghui Daozun's voice became hoarse.
"No, no, no, I was wrong, I was wrong, I will never do it again, please forgive me."
Those cultivators were not about to let him go; they were the ones who had imprisoned the Hehuan Pavilion here to punish those blind fools.
“The Azure Sword Sect is worthless, but I know of a spiritual vein. If you let me go, I will tell you about it.”
Spiritual Vein!
Wei Qinghe and Fuyue Daozun exchanged a glance. Even if Xinghui Daozun didn't say it, they both knew that Xinghui Daozun was referring to the mountain next to Nanfeng Sect.
When you're in dire straits, you can stop caring about anything else.
"Spiritual vein!"
The two stopped what they were doing and grabbed Xinghui Daozun's chin as if they wanted to crush his bones.
"Where is the spiritual vein? If even one word is false, the consequences are beyond your imagination."
Xinghui Daozun was panting heavily; he was truly terrified, his whole body trembling.
"There's a small spiritual vein hidden beneath that desolate mountain next to the Nanfeng Sect. The land deed is in the hands of a female cultivator named Wei Qinghe. That little bitch Wei Qinghe hired a high-level array master to set up an array to protect the spiritual vein..."
Fuyue Daozun's fist hardened. Xinghui Daozun truly deserved to die. Not only did he reveal the spiritual vein, but he also deliberately mentioned Wei Qinghe and the formation, without exposing Wei Qinghe's identity as the junior sister of the Spirit Sect. Wasn't this just shifting the blame?
They even insulted Wei Qinghe in front of him. Did they really think he had a good temper?
"Wei Qinghe?"
"Never heard of him. He must be a rogue cultivator or someone from a small sect, right?"
These people have probably been imprisoned here for a long time, so they don't know the current status of Wei Qinghe's name in the immortal sect.
A sinister calculation flashed in Xinghui Daozun's eyes, and a triumphant smile appeared on his lips. "She was originally a rogue cultivator. Later, she married the young sect leader of Nanfeng Sect. Then, because of her bad character, she was kicked out of the sect, but she took the land deed with her."
Si You almost lost control and rushed out to confront Xinghui Daozun, but Wei Qinghe and Fang Buwei held him back.
If it weren't for the person behind the scenes showing up, Xinghui Daozun wouldn't have been able to run rampant until now.
"Fourth Senior Brother, calm down. Let's hold back for now."
The man forcefully shook off Xinghui Daozun, saying, "When the Holy Lord arrives, we will report this news. Perhaps if the Holy Lord is pleased, we will be released."
As soon as he finished speaking, another person took out a jade slip for transmitting sound.
This jade slip can only be used for sending and receiving messages; it cannot be used for direct communication like a telepathic horn.
"Reporting to the Holy Lord, we have learned of a hidden spiritual vein from Daoist Xinghui."
The others were clearly surprised and angry. "Since you can contact the Holy Lord directly! You must have been sent by the Holy Lord to monitor us, right?"
Those eager for merit realized they had acted impulsively. "That's not important. What's important is that we can leave once we've made a contribution."
The jade slip flickered briefly, and after being infused with spiritual power, the voice of the Holy Lord came from within it.
It was a mixed male and female voice, "A hidden spiritual vein!"
The next second, a beam of light refracted from the jade slip.
A humanoid phantom gradually formed within the beam of light.
Those people immediately knelt on the ground and said very respectfully, "Greetings, Holy Lord. Your Holy Lord is wise, mighty, and long-lived."
The Holy Lord was dressed in a black Taoist robe with silver embroidery.
A demon mask covered the upper half of his face, revealing lips that were half red and half black.
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