My disciple's cultivation returns ten thousand times, so I have to be invincible.

The whole thing just has one sentence: Xianjiang Sect, Mufu Peak, save me!

Signed: Lao Hei!

Wu Yue frowned deeply.

With Lao Ba's strength, looking at the entire Eastern Region, except for a few major holy places, he can basically do whatever he wants.

Now, a distress signal was sent out, and the font was scarlet, written in blood, which clearly showed that the person was in great danger.

"This Xianjiang Sect? Where is it?"

Speaking of the Xianjiang Sect, it may be very famous locally.

However, if it is beyond its sphere of influence, it really does not have much presence.

Many people have basically no impression or concept of this sect.

Wu Yue immediately summoned the leader of the secret guards.

"Do you know the Xianjiang Sect?"

The leader of the secret guards was a little surprised.

After all, not long ago, the Eighth Elder asked him for information about the Xianjiang Sect.

Now the Seventh Elder has also asked about this sect.

How could a small second-rate sect deserve the attention of the two great elders of the Holy Land?

While thinking this in his heart, he did not dare to neglect it and quickly responded respectfully: "In response to the Seventh Elder, this Xianjiang Sect is a second-rate sect in the Eastern Region."

"A second-rate sect?"

Hearing this, Wu Yue frowned even deeper.

With Lao Ba's strength, he can easily defeat a second-rate sect.

How did I end up in this situation where I have to ask him for help?

Seeing this, the leader of the secret guards whispered, "Seventh Elder, this sect has offended you and Eighth Elder. Do you need me to have it destroyed?"

"Need not!"

Wu Yue waved his hand.

Lao Ba has always been a person who cares about face.

If word got out that he had fallen into the hands of a second-rate small sect, even if he was rescued, he would surely become a laughing stock in the Wuji Sect in the future, which would undoubtedly be more painful than killing him.

"Give me a map of the Xianjiang Sect's exact location, and you can get out!"

After pondering for a moment, Wu Yue finally decided to go alone to rescue them.

Upon seeing this, the leader of the secret guards said nothing more. He respectfully handed the map to Wu Yue and then retreated.

For the leader of the Holy Land Information Intelligence Organization, it is reasonable to carry a map of the distribution of power in the Eastern Region with him.

After getting the map, Wu Yue began to think about how to save people.

Compared to the eighth elder Shi Xiaotian who acts arrogantly and domineeringly under the name of the holy land, his style is much more cautious.

Although the Xianjiang Sect is a second-rate sect, since it can make the Eighth Elder send out a distress signal, it must be extraordinary.

He must be well prepared.

Otherwise, if the two elders of the holy land sect were to fall in the same place at the same time, it would be a huge joke.

In the main hall, Wu Yue paced back and forth with his hands behind his back.

Finally, he turned his attention to his own private treasury.

In the treasure house, there are two guard puppets, both of whom are at the level of Sun Profound Realm, and they are his treasured trump cards.

I don't usually show it in front of others.

But now, in order to save the Eighth Elder, he decided to keep these two puppets with him, just in case.

Then three figures set out from Wuji Sect in a mighty procession.

The Seventh Elder is already a powerful Sun Profound Realm expert, and now he has two Sun Profound Puppets.

He asked himself that no matter how extraordinary the Xianjiang Sect was, the power of the three Sun Xuan masters was enough to suppress everything.

……

Xianjiang Sect!

Mu Mansion Peak!

For Shi Xiaotian, it was another day of inhumane drug testing. He looked at the sky with numb eyes, wanting to cry but unable to.

No one knows what kind of bullying and torture he suffered during this period.

He was too tired to complain about Zhong Qing's alchemy skills.

If he had not sent a message, firmly believing that people from the sect would come to rescue him, he would have probably lost the courage to live long ago.

"Calculating the time, from the time the message was sent out to the time the people in the sect reacted and then sent a large number of masters to rescue me, it should have been within these few days."

"Old White!"

"You better come quickly!"