“No wonder the child could remain so defenseless and composed. It turns out that besides her being a music cultivator, her four companions are also impeccable. They are partners she can truly entrust her back to.
No wonder the five of them have been so calm and methodical. Beyond confidence in their own strength, there is also the trust they share—a tacit understanding where they complement each other without even needing to speak.”
It was an enviable level of trust and chemistry.
The goatee cultivator’s eyes accidentally met those of the beauty mark cultivator.
Their gazes broke away instantly, both filled with complex, unspoken emotions.
Huo Chaoyu’s voice suddenly rang in their ears. “Since the rank one small spiders are successfully being held back, do not be distracted anymore.
Focus entirely on killing the rank two sea spiders.”
“Yes, Senior Sister Huo.”
Although the fellow disciples didn't have the best synergy for various reasons, Huo Chaoyu would force them to be in sync.
The seven of them focused their minds. Spells and magic tools rained down upon the wounds of the rank two sea spiders, intending to strike while the beasts were weakened and finish them off.
The aftershocks of a Foundation Establishment battle were not something rank one sea beasts could easily withstand.
The three rank two sea spiders and the eight Foundation Establishment cultivators of the Yuebai Sect were all giving their best. Initially, the fight was centered in the sea spiders' nest, but as it progressed, the area affected grew wider and wider, spreading from the inner perimeter of the seaweed corridor to the outer edge.
The rank one sea spiders that had been surrounding the eight cultivators couldn't handle the aftershocks. Consequently, they all turned and swarmed toward Gu Ningyun’s group of five.
It seemed they intended to deal with the five low-cultivation humans first.
The speed and intensity of the small spiders' attack suddenly increased. Gu Ningyun plucked her strings, increasing the strength of her divine sense control by another thirty percent.
The number of small spiders controlled simultaneously increased by three more layers.
Mu Chenze’s hand seals changed, and his folding fan flew back into his hand. “You've come at the right time.”
On the seabed, where only water spirit energy was present, it was the home field for someone with a high-grade water spirit root like him.
He held the fan in his left hand and used his right to tap a finger seal onto it.
The fan bones, which appeared to be made of ordinary bamboo, began to transform starting from the point of his finger seal, turning into a translucent porcelain white.
The fan face, which looked like it was made of simple rice paper, transformed into a shimmering, moon-white color.
It turned out that this simple and plain yellow-rank magic tool used deep-sea shark silk as the primary material for the fan face and deep-sea abyssal sand for the fan bones.
Water spirit energy from the sea continuously entered Mu Chenze's body following his cultivation technique. From the moment the number of rank one sea spiders surged until now, barely half a breath had passed.
The insights he had gained while harvesting the blue sea coral flooded his mind. Mu Chenze felt his thoughts become perfectly clear, and the water-attribute spells that had previously hit a bottleneck suddenly became lucid and transparent.
His hand seals changed again.
On the twelve clean fan bones, a complex blue pattern suddenly appeared on the first bone. It looked like an ancient script that was missing parts and had undergone mutations.
Following the first, the second appeared, then the third, all the way until the seventh.
In less than the time it takes to blink, seven different blue patterns appeared on the bones of the folding fan.
Mu Chenze kicked off the water and flicked his left wrist.
The seven blue patterns suddenly glowed brilliantly.
A rapid wave of water erupted from the fan, spreading in an arc toward the rank one spiders.
The water wave was as thin as the fan itself. Although the coverage of the wave blade was widening, its width remained as wide as the length of the fan bones.
Neither the other four companions nor the rank one spiders caught in the path of the wave blade would dare to underestimate this wave.
Gu Ningyun’s divine sense vaguely sensed that even a cultivator who had just broken through to Foundation Establishment and had not yet stabilized their cultivation would not be able to casually block this move.
Sea beasts were extremely sensitive to changes in the seawater.
The three rank two sea spiders, which had been waving their long legs to fight the Yuebai Sect cultivators, all diverted one of the four simple eyes on their backs to look toward the small spiders.
Mu Chenze finally finished his blink.
In the instant his upper and lower eyelashes met, the water wave had already expanded into a massive arc, slaughtering half of the rank one sea spiders that had been controlled by 《The Mountain Has the Thorny Elm》.
Seeing this, the simple eyes that the rank two sea spiders had diverted almost popped out of their sockets.
In that moment of distraction, the Yuebai Sect cultivators managed to sever another leg from each of them.
Wen Xuan and the other two worked together to finish off the remaining half of the controlled small spiders.
Seeing the younger generation of their swarm being slaughtered in such numbers, even though sea spiders reproduced quickly, the simple eyes of the three rank two sea spiders turned red.
Strings of bubbles were spat out from the mouths of the rank two sea spiders. The beauty mark cultivator shouted, “They are going to fight to the death!”
“With the previous ambush and arrays, these three rank two sea spiders were already heavily injured. Even if they fight desperately now, they won't last long.”
Huo Chaoyu spun and struck out with a palm. “They are at the end of their tether. They will be killed by us in an hour at most.”
Compared to the two hours of containment for the rank one spiders specified in their contract, finishing the battle in just over an hour saved a lot of time.
The goatee cultivator looked at the position of the small spiders, his brow furrowed as his spellcasting became a fraction faster.
“Given the intensity of these small spiders' assault, I'm afraid this little girl's divine sense won't even last for half an hour.”
Knowing that Gu Ningyun was only a Qi Refining level eight cultivator, even Huo Chaoyu felt some concern in her heart.
The image of Gu Ningyun’s calm and composed expression when she convinced her to cooperate surfaced in her mind, and Huo Chaoyu did not slow her offensive.
“Since we have agreed to cooperate...”
Her blue palm print struck the four simple eyes of a rank two middle stage sea spider.
“Then...”
The impact was so great that a crack appeared on the sea spider's iron-hard eye socket.
“Believe in her.”
The goatee cultivator grit his teeth. “Senior Sister Huo!”
It wasn't that he didn't want to believe; he was worried. If these children were simply too young and had overestimated their strength when making their promise...
If they couldn't hold out, then all the effort they had put into this trip would be for nothing.
Being for nothing was the least of it.
They were currently giving their all to kill these rank two sea spiders with their hard shells and far too many legs.
If things suddenly went out of control on the children's side while their own spirit energy was low...
With an overwhelming swarm of small spiders and three rank two sea spiders attacking at once, they wouldn't even have time to rescue the five children, let alone escape with their own lives intact.
Sure enough, after half an hour plus fifteen minutes, Gu Ningyun suddenly opened her eyes. “Change formation!”
The four who had been standing back-to-back in four directions, shielding Gu Ningyun behind them, all changed their positions simultaneously.
They shifted to stand with all five of them back-to-back.
The space directly in front of Gu Ningyun was left open, leaving her to face the small spiders' attack directly.
“Her divine sense really couldn't hold out!” The goatee cultivator’s heart skipped a beat.
Although Gu Ningyun had lasted fifteen minutes longer than his estimate, the battle on the Foundation Establishment side was reaching a critical moment.
This final fifteen minutes was crucial.
The goatee cultivator scanned both battlefields with his divine sense and grit his teeth, preparing to snatch a child and run as soon as Huo Chaoyu gave the order.
“Zheng!”
A crisp zither sound rang out through the seawater.
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