Quick Wear: She is the White Moonlight

After Yuebai entered into meditation, she had no feeling of her own cultivation, but Yi Luo and Baihu were by her side, so they could clearly feel that Yuebai's cultivation progressed smoothly all the way to the Mahayana stage.

Now Yi Li is no longer the ignorant newbie. He knows that even if he rebuilds his skills to the corresponding level, there should be thunder tribulation. Even if he uses the secret realm to get out, there can be no movement at all. He looks at the white tiger with a puzzled look.

Bai Hu felt Yi Li's gaze looking back at him: "Why are you looking at me? How would I know?"

Yi Li noticed the clear intelligence in Bai Hu's eyes when he looked at him, and then he shut up and didn't ask any more questions.

However, since they were delayed here, they had to report their safety to the sect, so they summoned the spirit butterfly. Originally, the sect had a special jade slip for sending messages, but it could not be used in the secret book, so they could only use the relatively slower spirit butterfly.

He informed her of recent events, Yuebai's cultivation, and the situation in which he could recover, and then released Lingdie.

Ji Beimo and his men were currently uniting various sects, and because the Bixiao Sect was the number one sect, each sect had sent an elder when Lingdie brought back the news.

It was during the meeting that after reading the news from Lingdie, a smile began to appear on Ji Beimo's face. The atmosphere in the originally gloomy hall became a little more lively, without the oppressive feeling of impending storm.

Everyone's despair about their hopelessness in becoming an immortal was somewhat dissipated at this moment, but they were still curious about what the news was.

So He Huan Sect leader Yao Yao asked, "But what's the news about that junior sister?"

Everyone had heard early on that the genius might be the savior of this catastrophe, and that the former leader had left them a glimmer of hope.

But at this time, only Yao Yao wanted to ask. One reason was because the relationship between the two parties was good recently. The other reason might be because everyone thought that they had a close relationship because of Yan Zhen's book. If Yao Yao didn't speak at this time, no one else would speak either.

Maybe there is something else interesting, that is, there is concern and affection in it that Yao Yao himself is not aware of.

Ji Beimo looked at Yao Yao. There was something complicated in his message that Yao Yao couldn't understand, but he quickly returned to normal and answered, "Yes, but the one who sent the message back was not Yue Bai, but Yi Lu, Yue Bai's demon cultivator apprentice. The two of them experienced some setbacks in the secret realm, but fortunately they were safe and sound, and sent the message back to report that they were safe."

"That's great. Then we will have a new assistant in the future. I heard that your junior sister is born with sword bones and can fight against a Golden Immortal." Someone immediately breathed a sigh of relief and said thankfully.

But Ji Beimo did not respond. Although sword cultivators could fight above their level and his junior sister's talent was indeed strong, she was still a mortal after all. If he agreed at this moment, there would really be a battle in the future.

It would be fine if the junior sister didn't come back. If she came back, she must be the vanguard. Ji Beimo didn't have the original intention, but he didn't want Yue Bai to come back. If they failed, at least there was a glimmer of hope for the sect.

After spending many years with Ji Beimo, Yan Zhen and Qing Qi naturally understood what their senior brother meant, and the inheritance of the sect was also their wish.

So Qingqi said, "Junior sister is indeed extremely talented, but she is not sure if she can fight against an immortal. Please be careful with your words, fellow Taoist."

Qingqi has always been famous for her arrogance in the world of cultivation. Everyone has heard of this mortal princess, so the man shut up awkwardly.