I was thrown away at the beginning, and I will build a grave for you after I come back to life.

In the spiritual sea, her spiritual tree grew another small leaf. She broke through the third level of spiritual power, which meant that she was now a third level alchemist!

The spiritual tree in the spiritual sea exudes a shining light, and the newly grown leaves are emerald green and contain endless spiritual power.

She was not planning to take any more disciples back to the Sunset Sword Sect. After all, although the spiritual energy in that dilapidated place was much better than that in the Bronze City, it was still relatively weak compared to the spiritual energy in the Forest of All Spirits.

Everyone knew it and no one mentioned going back.

So Lin Molin decided to let everyone stay in the Forest of Ten Thousand Spirits to practice and improve their strength.

The first thing Lu Xuan, Sun Jian and Zhang Guanrong did was to lead the disciples to dig toilets. Excrement must not be wasted. It was spiritual fertilizer that did not require spending spiritual sand, so it had to be collected.

Then he cleared the empty space next to it and planted spiritual vegetables. Next to the spiritual vegetables, he built a fence and let the spiritual birds in.

The magic ducks and chickens we bought are already laying eggs, and the magic pig has grown a lot.

The disciples of Sunset Sect carried the spirit crocodiles' tails and dragged them forward. The spirit crocodiles' two hard claws could plow the ground. The disciples behind planted the spirit grains, and Sun Quan, the water spirit root, was watering them all the way from behind.

Everyone was busy in an orderly manner in the Forest of All Spirits. Lu Xuan, Sun Jian and Zhang Guanrong looked at the "Spiritual Field Small World" that was gradually taking shape, and their faces were filled with uncontrollable joy.

Lin Molin looked at the little white crocodile in front of him, who was flipping over and playing with Persia, and asked curiously, "Little white crocodile, I don't know your name yet."

When the little white crocodile heard Lin Molin's question, it used its claws to push away Persia, who was "locking its throat", and crawled to Lin Molin's side. It said in a baby voice, "Master, my name is Yongen!!"

"Yone?"

Lin Molin raised his eyebrows slightly and repeated the name: "Yong En, it's a very special name."

The little white crocodile, also known as Yongen, shook his small body and nodded happily. This was the name given to him by his father. His father told him to never forget his master's kindness and that a good animal should repay a favor! Of course, he was a good animal and would never forget his master's great kindness in saving the spirit crocodile clan.

Lin Molin gently stroked Yongen's little head, feeling that everything was peaceful and good.

However, in this cruel world of cultivating immortals, the peaceful years are only temporary. If you want to save your life, improving your cultivation is the right way.

She began to practice day and night, but the harder she worked, the scarcer the spiritual energy around her became, because she, with five spiritual roots, needed too much spiritual energy.

So they had to move to another place every seven days. Why seven days? Because it took seven days for the spiritual rice to mature. After everyone finished harvesting, they packed up and set off to move to another place.

Platinum City, Tianyuan Mountain.

Today is the day when Daishan returns with his disciples from training, but they have yet to show up.

Ao Yue Sect's Grand Elder, Zhao Qixian, felt uneasy and sent the Second Elder to inquire. Seeing Second Elder Jiang Dao returning from afar, he hurried out to greet him, "How's it going? Any news?"

The Second Elder jumped down from the flying sword, frowned, and shook his head seriously, "I went to Platinum City to inquire, but I didn't hear any news about the Sect Master bringing back his disciples."

Zhao Qixian's heart sank suddenly, and his expression became increasingly solemn. He paced back and forth, thinking about various possible scenarios.

"What should we do? Could it be that the Sect Master and his men are stranded in the Forest of All Spirits for some reason and haven't returned?"

Jiang Dao looked at Zhao Qixian's anxious look and became anxious too.

"Great Elder, what should we do now? Should we send someone to inquire elsewhere?"

Zhao Qixian paused, feeling uneasy. He pondered for a moment, "Send more people to search the surrounding areas and the Ten Thousand Spirits Forest Mountains. We must find the whereabouts of the sect master and his men as soon as possible. At the same time, strengthen the sect's vigilance to prevent any unexpected situations."

Jiang Dao nodded and immediately began arranging personnel to search for Daishan and his disciples. Zhao Qixian returned to the meeting hall and summoned the other elders to discuss countermeasures. Everyone sat together, the atmosphere heavy and tense.

"Daishan Sect Master's training this time shouldn't have led to such a situation."

One elder was deeply concerned. Their sect leader, a late Jindan cultivator, was the strongest in the sect, with few rivals. Therefore, the sect leader personally led the team during this training session, ensuring their safety. Furthermore, with the aid of their contracted beast, the Spirit Eagle, they were truly assured of a foolproof outcome.

"Yeah, could it be that they encountered some powerful enemy?" another elder speculated.

Zhao Qixian's face was stern. "No matter what happens, we must find them as soon as possible. The sect cannot be without a sect leader, and those disciples are the future of the sect."

In the days that followed, the disciples of the Ao Yue Sect rushed around, searching for the Daishan Sect Master and their followers. However, as time passed, no news came, and the entire Ao Yue Sect was shrouded in a haze.

"Could it be...could it be..."

Zhao Qixian's face was pale and his hands were trembling slightly.

There had been no news, not even from the Forest of Ten Thousand Spirits. A terrifying outcome lay before everyone—the Daishan Sect Master and his disciples might have encountered unimaginable danger, or even...

Zhao Qixian didn't dare to think any further. He took a deep breath, tried to calm himself down, and quickly stood up and ran towards the sect's ancestral hall. Seeing this, the other elders turned pale and hurried to catch up.

When Zhao Qixian opened the door of the ancestral hall, he saw that the life plate of Daishan had shattered, and the life plates of the prodigies who had established their foundation in Aoyue Sect had also turned into smoke and powder.

Zhao Qixian stared blankly at the shattered life tablet, his heart filled with endless grief and rage. His body swayed slightly, as if all his strength had been drained away in an instant.

When the other elders saw this scene, their faces turned pale as paper, and some of them even felt their legs go weak and almost fell to the ground.

Silence, deathly silence enveloped the ancestral hall.

After a long time, Zhao Qixian said in a hoarse voice: "This...how is this possible? The Daishan Sect Master and the others..." His words were full of disbelief. He had never thought that the Daishan and the others would lose their lives, otherwise they would have checked the fate cards as soon as possible.

An elder said in a trembling voice: "Did they really meet with an accident? But what kind of danger could make the sect master and these talented disciples..." He could not continue, tears welled up in his eyes. Those were their talented disciples, the future of the sect.

Without Daishan and Tianjiao, what is the difference between their sect and the inferior sects?

Zhao Qixian gritted his teeth, trying to remain calm. "No matter who killed them, we must avenge our leader. Count the number of people and use all the strength of the sect to make them pay. This fight will not stop until they are dead!"

Meanwhile, in the Forest of Ten Thousand Spirits, the Sunset Sword Sect was still practicing day and night. They didn't know that Zhao Qixian from the Ao Yue Sect was coming with his disciples to kill them.