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Jiang Qingwu and his group sat quietly around the wooden table that exuded an ancient and mysterious atmosphere. This wooden table looked like it had experienced the vicissitudes of time, as if it carried countless unknown stories.

Spread out on the table was an extremely detailed map. The densely packed markings on it were like the twinkling stars in the night sky, except that they did not represent brilliant light, but clues left by the recent activities of evil cultivators and demonic cultivators.

These markings are like tiny but heart-pounding flames, flickering in the endless darkness, constantly flashing danger signals.

Everyone's gaze was fixed on the map as if drawn by a magnet, and everyone's expression was extremely solemn. This was because they knew very well that the appearance of evil and demonic cultivators would undoubtedly be a terrible disaster for the entire Dongxu Realm.

These vicious criminals acted recklessly and wantonly, turning the originally peaceful and harmonious Dongxu Realm upside down. They burned, killed, looted and committed all kinds of evil, bringing heavy suffering to innocent people and seriously undermining the peace and tranquility that Dongxu Realm had maintained for a long time.

Faced with such a dire situation, in order to protect the unarmed civilians and to restore the order and balance that the Dongxu Realm deserves, Jiang Qingwu and others understood that they shouldered a heavy responsibility and must act quickly without hesitation.

After several days of tireless investigation and persistent tracking, their efforts paid off and they finally succeeded in locking down an extremely hidden small stronghold.

This stronghold is hidden deep in a desolate valley with few people. The lush forests around it act like a natural barrier, tightly wrapping it up and making it extremely concealed. If it weren't for everyone's unremitting efforts to track it down, it would be difficult to find its location.

A thin layer of mist filled the valley, giving it a mysterious and eerie feeling. The trees in the forest were tall and dense, their branches and leaves intertwined, forming a natural barrier that concealed the stronghold tightly.

"According to our intelligence, this stronghold isn't large, but demonic cultivators frequently come and go, making it an important contact point." Feng Jingchen pointed to a red dot on the map, his voice steady and deep. He wore a blue robe, a black belt around his waist, and his long hair was tied up, making him look particularly energetic.

Lin Muci blinked her big eyes and asked curiously, "Senior Brother, what should we do? Should we attack directly?" Her eyes were bright and clear, like two shining stars.

Zhongli Xiu rubbed his hands together, looking eager to give it a try: "Just go in and catch all those evil demons in one fell swoop!" He said excitedly, full of fighting passion.

Feng Ci frowned and offered a different opinion: "Although a direct attack would be exciting, it might alert the enemy. It would be better to send people to investigate first and understand the situation clearly before making any plans."

Su Chen pondered for a moment and nodded in agreement: "Fourth Senior Brother is right, we can't act rashly, we must be cautious." He was wearing a green robe, with a medicine bag hanging around his waist and a medical book in his hand, still thinking about how to improve the pill formula.

Mo Yunsheng smiled lightly and took out a small paper man from his sleeve: "Let my little paper man go and explore the way. It's small and not easy to be discovered."

Jiang Qingwu nodded slightly, a hint of approval in his cold eyes: "Okay, let's do as Yun Sheng said. Everyone, get ready. Once the investigation is clear, we will act immediately."

Everyone nodded, the atmosphere was tense and serious. Mo Yunsheng blew gently, and the little paper man seemed to come alive. It flew out of the window lightly and disappeared into the night.

As time ticked by, everyone's mood grew increasingly tense. They quietly awaited the little paper man's return, their hearts filled with anticipation and anxiety. Each person's eyes revealed a firm conviction; they knew this battle would be a difficult test, but they showed no fear.

Finally, the little paper figurine returned, but Mo Yunsheng's expression grew serious. "How's it going? What's the situation inside?" Jiang Qingwu asked anxiously. Mo Yunsheng took a deep breath and slowly spoke, "There are about ten demon cultivators in the stronghold. Two of them are quite powerful, while the others are average. They seem to be preparing for some ritual, and they have set up many magic arrays around them."

Feng Jingchen frowned: "Ritual? Are they summoning some powerful existence?" His heart was full of worry. If the demon cultivators were really summoning a powerful existence, then this battle would become even more difficult.

Lin Muci nervously grabbed Jiang Qingwu's sleeve and said, "Master Junior, we have to act quickly. We can't let them complete the ritual."

Zhongli Xiu slammed the table with a sound like thunder. His eyes widened and he roared to the sky with great courage: "In that case, let's start the war! I want to see how big a storm these demon cultivators can stir up!" Before he finished speaking, his aura suddenly rose, like a volcano about to erupt.

At the same time, Feng Ci's face was as calm as water. He narrowed his eyes slightly and calmly analyzed the current situation: "In my opinion, we must not confront them head-on. We need to use some wisdom to win. I can carefully arrange an extremely mysterious formation on the periphery to completely cut off their retreat and make it impossible for them to escape." After that, he took out a yellowed parchment scroll from his arms. It was densely covered with various strange runes and lines, which was obviously the formation map.

At this moment, Su Chen, who had been silent until then, nodded and slowly extended his right hand. In his palm lay several porcelain bottles of various colors, emitting a pungent smell. He said softly, "These are extremely poisonous substances that I have spent several days carefully preparing. If the situation is critical, they may come in handy." With that, he carefully put the porcelain bottles into his pocket, ready for use in case of emergency.

Meanwhile, Mo Yunsheng's lips curled up slightly, revealing a confident smile as he said loudly, "Haha, don't forget that my sound attack technique is enough to disrupt their minds, making it difficult for them to concentrate, and thus ruining their summoning ritual. Then, let's see how these demonic cultivators can continue to wreak havoc!"

Finally, Jiang Qingwu swept his gaze around everyone present, a look of unwavering determination flashing in his eyes. He said in a deep voice, "Very good, then we will proceed as planned. Everyone must be extremely vigilant and ensure a deadly strike. Don't give the enemy even a moment to breathe!"

Upon hearing this, everyone responded in unison, promising to fulfill their mission. Then, they sprang into action as swiftly as an arrow from a bow.

Feng Ci held the formation diagram in his hand, and his figure flashed and he disappeared into the vast night in an instant, as silent and quiet as a ghost; Su Chen followed closely behind, fully alert to the movements around him; Mo Yunsheng held the guzheng in his arms and moved lightly towards the designated position; only Jiang Qingwu stood quietly in place, took a deep breath, and tried to calm the slightly complicated emotions in his heart.

She knew very well that this battle would be extremely difficult and dangerous, but in order to protect the honor of the Wuliang Sect and the peace and tranquility of the entire Dongxu Realm, she had no room for retreat and could only move forward bravely and fight hard.

Her beautiful, deep eyes seemed to burn with an eternal flame, a light of unwavering faith. She firmly believed that as long as everyone could unite their thoughts and efforts, forming an invincible force, they would surely be able to defeat those vicious demon cultivators and protect the long-term peace and tranquility of the Dongxu Realm.

"Junior Master, what are you thinking about right now?" Feng Jingchen asked with a puzzled look on his face, his words revealing his deep concern for her. He only hoped that he could share some of the heavy pressure on Junior Master's shoulders.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Qingwu turned slightly and said softly, "I'm wondering, after this fierce battle comes to an end, will our beloved Dongxu Realm usher in a longer and more boundless period of peace?"

After listening to this, Feng Jingchen nodded slightly in agreement, and responded in a firm and forceful tone: "Master Junior is absolutely right! I always believe that as long as each of us goes all out and works tirelessly, all difficulties and obstacles will be overcome one by one, and the days to come will surely get better and better." His bright eyes flashed with a light of determination and unyielding spirit, and it was obvious that he had full faith in this beautiful vision.

Jiang Qingwu nodded slightly, a warm feeling instantly welling up in her heart, like the warmth of winter sun shining down on her body, making her feel comfortable and at ease. She deeply understood that on this thorny and bumpy road, she was never alone in bravely moving forward.

Because behind her, she has the solid backing of the entire Wuliang Sect; and she also has countless like-minded fellow disciples who follow her all the way and help her.

Thinking of this, Jiang Qingwu's eyes once again swept over the familiar faces around her, and a trace of sincere gratitude could not help but appear in her eyes. It was precisely because of the unwavering companionship and unwavering support of these amiable and lovely fellow disciples that she had the endless courage and strength to face all kinds of hardships.

She secretly made up her mind that no matter what turbulent challenges were waiting for them ahead, as long as everyone remained closely united and worked together, they would be invincible and ultimately defeat all enemies and defend the peace and dignity of this land.

The battle atmosphere was tense to the extreme, like a taut harp string that would break at the slightest touch. Jiang Qingwu tightly gripped the Qiluan Sword in his hand, the blade radiating a cold light, the tip pointing straight at the inky black night sky.

Her eyes were firm, like a burning flame, flashing with determination and fearlessness, as she said, "For the Wuliang Sect, for the Dongxu Realm, let's charge!" This declaration was like a thunderclap, echoing endlessly in the silent night sky.

Encouraged, the crowd shouted in unison. In an instant, they rushed forward like a group of arrows, their target being the desolate valley filled with a gloomy atmosphere.

Their figures were as swift as lightning, darting through the night, stirring up a sharp gust of wind. Each of them burned with a blazing passion for battle, filled with an endless desire for the impending victory.

As the two sides engaged in close combat, a fierce battle erupted. The flashing of swords intertwined with the surging demonic energy; the roar of spells echoed with the roars of anger. The entire battlefield was enveloped in dazzling light and deafening sound, creating a breathtaking scene.

Jiang Qingwu led the charge, the longsword in her hand swirling like a nimble dragon, dancing in a dazzling display of sword shadows. Sword energy crisscrossed, each one carrying a piercing sound as it sliced ​​through the air, striking directly at the demon cultivators' vital points. The cultivators were left reeling and in disarray under her sharp attacks.

Not far away, Feng Jingchen stood gracefully, the instrument in his hands emitting melodious tunes.

The melodious music wasn't just for enjoyment; it transformed into a powerful spiritual force, constantly flowing into everyone's bodies, providing them with solid support and courage. Meanwhile, he would occasionally control his flying sword, accurately beheading those lone demon cultivators.

Elsewhere, Lin Muci was equally unyielding. With longsword in hand, he engaged in a thrilling life-or-death duel with the demon cultivator. Her swordsmanship was expert, her moves fierce, and she engaged her opponent in a back-and-forth battle, neither yielding.

For a moment, sparks flew and swords clanged. After a fierce clash, Lin Muci finally spotted an opening and thrust his sword forward. With a scream, the demon cultivator collapsed to the ground, defeated.

Zhongli Xiu and Feng Ci worked in perfect harmony, one using puppetry to control the battlefield while the other used formations to trap the enemy. Zhongli Xiu's puppetry was so advanced that he could control the puppets to perform various attacks and defenses, leaving the demon cultivators defenseless.

Su Chen silently spread poison on the battlefield, making it difficult for the demon cultivators to defend themselves. His poison was colorless and odorless, but it could instantly make people lose their fighting ability.

Mo Yunsheng's sound attack was launched at the critical moment, disrupting the minds of the demon cultivators and providing the greatest support to everyone.

The battle was fierce and brutal, but everyone's hearts were filled with unwavering faith. They knew this battle wasn't just for themselves, but for the Wuliang Sect and the future of the Dongxu Realm. Undeterred by the powerful enemy, they bravely advanced, dedicating their lives and strength to safeguarding the peace and tranquility of the Dongxu Realm.

With the last demon cultivator fallen, the battle finally ended. Jiang Qingwu stood in the center of the battlefield, her sword resting on the ground, breathing heavily, but her eyes gleamed with a glimmer of victory. Her eyes revealed a look of fatigue, but more of a sense of joy and pride in victory.

"We won!" Lin Muci jumped up excitedly, her smile as warm and bright as the spring sunshine. Her eyes revealed a look of excitement, and she felt extremely happy and proud of everyone's victory.

Everyone gathered around, their faces wearing tired but satisfied smiles. They knew that this victory was only the beginning, and more challenges awaited them in the future. They must remain vigilant and continuously improve their strength to better protect the peace and tranquility of the Dongxu Realm.

Jiang Qingwu looked up at the sky and swore silently in her heart: "Dongxu Realm, I, Jiang Qingwu, will protect you forever." Her eyes revealed a firm belief that she would contribute her strength to the Dongxu Realm and the Wuliang Sect.