Xu Xian was in a hurry to save people, so he didn't even stop to loot the bodies. Stepping onto Wait, he flew toward the seven captives.
A bloody stench rushed straight to his head, an indescribable sensation.
It wasn't just the olfactory stimulation; there was also the visual impact.
Aside from white bones, the blood pool was crawling with white 'little darlings'—dense, thick, and large.
Xu Xian's stomach churned, and he nearly vomited.
Reaching Nangong Ning, Xu Xian took out a sword and plunged it deep into the stone wall. Holding the hilt with one hand and lifting his heavy sword with the other, he hung over the blood pool and called out:
"Nangong Ning!"
"Nangong Ning!!"
Covered in blood, Nangong Ning's fingers twitched slightly. As if hearing the call, she slowly lifted her head. Her messy long hair fell to both sides, revealing a pale face.
It was bloodless, and her eyes were despondent.
"Little... Grand... Uncle!"
After recognizing him, Nangong Ning urged with a voice as thin as a thread, "Little Grand-Uncle, run quickly... This is a trap."
Xu Xian furrowed his brows, unable to hide the pain in his eyes. He whispered, "I know. Just bear with it. I'll cut the chains for you. We can talk later."
Nangong Ning blinked tiredly. Her throat moved, but she couldn't make a sound, only nodding slowly.
Xu Xian didn't delay. He glanced at Wait in his hand.
"Go."
As if sharing a soul with him, Wait flew from his hand, severing all eighteen chains binding Nangong Ning.
The cold iron was extremely hard, but the immortal sword cut through it like butter.
After a series of ear-piercing metallic clashes.
Nangong Ning bit her lip in pain and fell toward the blood pool. Xu Xian acted quickly, catching her firmly. He recalled Wait, flew back to the ground, and took out a pill to give to her.
"Here, eat this."
With the cold iron severed, her sealed dantian and qi manor began to function again. The power of her nascent soul started repairing her body, devouring the spiritual qi of heaven and earth to mend her spirit sea.
Nangong Ning's complexion recovered at a visible rate. Taking the pill from Xu Xian, she said in surprise:
"A Spirit-Nurturing Pill? How do you have such a thing?"
The Spirit-Nurturing Pill and the Spirit-Nourishing Pill were both spiritual medicines, but one was a grade one medicine while the other was grade three.
There was a two-grade difference between them.
The price, however, was tenfold.
It was very expensive.
Given Xu Xian's worth, he shouldn't have such a thing.
Xu Xian obviously couldn't say he had looted it from someone else; that would be too unlucky. He smiled and said, "Your Grand-Uncle still has some resources. Eat it quickly and focus on healing. I'll go save the others."
Nangong Ning didn't stand on ceremony.
"Alright."
She swallowed it in one gulp, sat cross-legged, and began regulating her breathing and circulating her qi.
Xu Xian followed the same method to save Ruan Zhong first.
"Grand-Uncle, why are you here?"
"I'll explain later. Bear with it, let's get you out first."
"Okay!"
After saving Ruan Zhong, he saved Song Qingshu. Song Qingshu's injuries were severe; his arm had been severed at the shoulder, and his internal organs were heavily damaged. He couldn't say a single word from beginning to end, and even swallowing the pill took a great deal of effort.
However, once the shackles on their cultivation were broken.
As cultivators.
They displayed remarkable resilience.
None of the Wendao Sect disciples had poor aptitude. Not only were their bodies strong, but their perception of spiritual qi was also extraordinary. They absorbed the medicinal properties of the pill much faster than ordinary people. Soon, the three of them regained the ability to move, and their cultivation slowly began to rise.
As for the remaining five, Xu Xian couldn't wake them no matter how much he called.
Each was as thin as a stick.
They were only hanging on by a thread, as if they could pass away at any moment.
After pulling the five of them up.
Xu Xian felt a headache coming on.
Looking at the pills in his hand, he felt troubled...
He looked toward the three for help. "What do we do?"
Nangong Ning's wounds had mostly healed. She stood up and said, "Leave it to me."
"Alright!"
Nangong Ning forcibly channeled her nascent soul power to lift the bodies of the five people. While using her qi to heal them, she also passively sent five pills into their stomachs...
In a short while.
The breath of the five people gradually grew stronger, like withered grass meeting spring or green sprouts breaking through the soil.
Their breath was weak, and they were in a daze.
"Who are you?"
Suppressing the chaotic energy in her dantian, Nangong Ning said raspily, "Don't talk. Heal first."
"Okay!"
Staggering, the five people crawled up and sat cross-legged to circulate their qi...
Xu Xian took advantage of this time to run to the two corpses. First, he did a thorough search, then he threw the bodies into the blood pool. Afterward, he used his qi to stir up dust, covering the bloodstains and erasing the sword marks on the ground.
His methods were extremely practiced.
Nangong Ning and the others witnessed the entire process.
They immediately understood where Xu Xian's Spirit-Nurturing Pills had come from.
Flashes of surprise crossed the eyes of Nangong Ning, Ruan Zhong, and Song Qingshu.
This was Xu Xian's first mission.
Before this, he had never killed anyone, and they had never even heard of him fighting.
But looking at him now...
He didn't look like a novice.
In fact, he looked more like a veteran who killed frequently.
At the same time.
They were also shocked that Xu Xian appeared here unscathed. It was hard to imagine that they had all been captured, yet Xu Xian, who had the lowest realm, had escaped.
Furthermore.
He actually hadn't left.
Instead, he had slipped into the enemy's lair to rescue them.
How could they not view him in a new light?
It wasn't just that he wasn't simple.
He was exceptionally remarkable.
He gave off a feeling that was both familiar and strange.
They didn't know how he had done it, but they couldn't help but admire such courage.
After finishing everything, Xu Xian returned. Seeing the three of them looking at him with strange gazes, he explained, "It's a waste not to take it. They weren't good people anyway..."
The three were speechless...
It wasn't like anyone had asked, right?
Ruan Zhong asked, "Little Grand-Uncle, did you kill them?"
Xu Xian found a place to sit. His Pupil of Insight was constantly active, monitoring the surroundings. He smiled candidly and said, "Two little foundation establishment late-stage pieces of trash. I cut them down in passing; they're not worth mentioning."
The three remained silent, taking a deep breath.
The late-stage of foundation establishment was trash.
The sentiment wasn't wrong.
But coming from someone in the early-stage of foundation establishment, the flavor was quite different.
However.
A Little Grand-Uncle holding an immortal sword would be invincible among those of the same rank, so it wasn't entirely surprising.
As for the five people from the Supervision Hall who were gradually coming to their senses, their expressions were particularly vibrant at this moment.
Nangong Ning suppressed her voice, speaking with a hint of reproach, "Little Grand-Uncle, you should have gone back. You shouldn't have barged in. If anything happened to you, even if we died, we would have failed the sect."
Xu Xian felt helpless.
He wanted to do that, but circumstances didn't allow it.
However.
He didn't feel any resentment. Although she was reproaching him, it was out of concern, and he was quite moved.
He informed them of the situation outside and also shared the intelligence he had gathered from Jiang Ying.
Upon learning the truth, Nangong Ning lowered her eyes and said softly, "Little Grand-Uncle, I'm sorry. I misunderstood you."
Xu Xian waved his hand, not caring at all.
He took the opportunity to ask the three of them what they knew, exchanging information.
Song Qingshu said while regulating his breath, "After I left, I asked around and found out that the owner behind Yunxuan Garden is the Li family of Yecheng. When I reached the Li manor, the entire family had already been slaughtered. Sensing something was wrong, I was about to escape when I encountered a Nascent Soul old beast. He must have been one of the two nascent soul realm experts Little Grand-Uncle mentioned."
Nangong Ning said weakly, "The one I encountered was likely the other. Originally, he was no match for me, but I was too careless and aggressive. I fell into his trap and was trapped by the Blood Soul Formation, resulting in a narrow defeat."
As she spoke.
Nangong Ning's eyes dimmed, and the veins on her hands bulged, filled with indignation and regret.
Xu Xian comforted her, "Don't blame yourself. We were in their trap from the very beginning."
Ruan Zhong's dark brows remained pressed low, the anger in his eyes hard to conceal. "The one who attacked me was also a nascent soul realm expert, and you all know him..."
Nangong Ning asked, "Who?"
Ruan Zhong hesitated for a moment before heavily spitting out two words.
"Min Zhan!"
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