Fellow Daoist! That scoundrel has written a new book again.

Zhu Wuyao looked down at the crowd below, which was as hot as boiling oil, and her heart pounded violently.

Because she knew just how utterly vulnerable such a crude plan was; only she knew it was a dead end.

Ultimately, she simply didn't want to kneel and wait to die; she was just gambling on that one in a million chance—

What if?

Regardless of whether the old scholar could be distracted by the "Tao Te Ching," even if he didn't intervene, there were still those Foundation Establishment and even Golden Core cultivators, and she...

She was just a cultivator in the mid-Foundation Establishment stage.

These people in front of me, no matter how carefree and domineering they were when they roamed the world, are now almost like mortals, their spiritual power sealed and their bodies depleted.

How many people can they kill?

How many people can she kill?

Zhu Wuyao knew perfectly well that such a reckless and flawed rebellion was sending everyone to their deaths with hope.

But until then.

She will stand in front of everyone.

Zhu Wuyao forcibly suppressed the unease that had been lingering in her heart. Since she was in this position, she could not show the slightest wavering.

If we talk about a turning point—

These days, she has performed divination for many people and predicted that a very small percentage of them will survive.

In that case, when the opportunity arises, perhaps more people can survive...

She knew just how difficult it was to defy fate.

The living live, the dead die; the torrent of fate surges on and on, but before it collapses, it will forever move forward!

"Fellow Daoists, I will fight alongside you to carve out a path to survival!"

Zhu Wuyao's words resonated deeply.

The shadow of death looms like a toppled mountain; time is of the essence.

Hu San, Rong Si, and Zhu Wuyao stepped onto the teleportation array together.

Normally, anyone who boards the teleportation array without being summoned will never return, and what they are about to do today is precisely that kind of thing.

The person guarding the teleportation array is on duty today.

If a teleportation array were to light up unexpectedly, an alarm would normally be sounded. But just now, someone came to deliver a message saying that the old book master seemed to have asked the writer to go back and retrieve some things. The reason for saying "seemed" is that the old book master's cave has been sealed off.

Everything is normal today.

It was no different from any other day.

He put down his tea with some impatience. He was really fed up with living in this little haven, but there were still six months until his next shift.

I was thinking of standing up to symbolically check if he was the one who wrote the book.

After all, peace lasts too long and becomes a habit; no one expected the rebellion to come so suddenly.

Especially after the previous group of cultivators fell.

A blinding flash of sword light appeared.

The guard fell to the ground in a daze.

His gradually unfocused eyes reflected that disfigured, slightly ferocious and terrifying face.

It's the guy who wrote the book, and... two strangers!

He suddenly opened his eyes wide.

Zhu Wuyao looked at the head rolling on the ground and said in a steady voice, "I'll keep watch. You guys continue activating the teleportation array!"

The alarm was not triggered.

Unexpected, yet also reasonable.

Zhu Wuyao remained vigilant, gripping her bladeless sword tightly, and stealthily made her way to the corner, trying to discern the direction.

The path opened up between the narrow cliffs we had seen when we first entered.

That's where we came from.

It can also open doors leading to different parts of Ganxiao City.

What she had to do was lead people there and change the original orientation of the passageway.

Zhu Wuyao had walked this path blindfolded countless times, including this time, as she had recovered her spiritual power and was able to confirm that there were no formations along the way.

But then, the alarm's flashing light and buzzing suddenly rang out. The deep red light seemed to inject crimson blood into the world, and the tense, volatile atmosphere became even sharper under the red light, seemingly touching everyone's taut nerves.

A small percentage of the people remained in the mine.

This refers to the number of times the teleportation array can be used!

Zhu Wuyao immediately guessed the reason for triggering the alarm.

All rebels need a large enough number of people, so it is necessary to use the teleportation array multiple times to send more people up from the mine.

This is unsolvable and cannot be bypassed.

It seems... my good luck has come to an end.

Zhu Wuyao didn't try drawing a luck charm because she was afraid to use it.

In this situation, what good fortune can one expect?

What kind of good fortune can one expect?

If her luck changes, what could it be? Is it that the sword meant to pierce her turns and plunges into someone else's heart? Or is it that Ye Xiaozhou, who was supposed to be on the road, suddenly appears as a surprise attack?

The people behind him remained silent.

After years of living in the mines, those who survive must have some ability to read people and situations. Even if they don't have the skills, they should at least have learned how to save their lives.

Don't get stuck in narrow passages!

If we are surrounded and trapped, and they gradually close in, we will surely die. Since we have already been discovered, we must seize the most advantageous terrain and make the most of our limited combat power.

"Those who can wield a sword, follow me and fight your way out!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhu Wuyao took the lead and saw more than ten pioneers gathering in this direction.

Instead of rushing headlong into the fray, she subtly flicked her wrist and tossed out three fireballs. These little gadgets were simple, practical, and easy to manufacture; every cultivator carried a few of them.

As the fireball exploded, Zhu Wuyao observed their reactions and assessed the strength of the dozen or so people. Before the smoke cleared, he rushed into the crowd.

The improved Falling Leaf Sword is remarkably effective at breaking through a cultivator's protective magic shield, making it suitable for weakening, injuring, and defeating enemies.

The only drawback, like the original Falling Leaf Sword Technique, is that it cannot deliver a fatal blow.

What she lacks most is time.

Zhu Wuyao moved swiftly. After delivering a sword thrust, before the opponent could react, he raised his palm and unleashed spiritual energy, sending the Qi Refining Great Perfection enemy into his own ranks.

People like Hu San, although their spiritual power has not been unleashed, were originally extremely powerful. With their body-refining abilities alone, they could barely deal with someone in the mid-stage of Qi Refining.

If that's the case, how could ten or a hundred people not be able to deal with a few Qi Refining stage cultivators who are already injured?

May Wuyao know his own strength.

She won't put herself in a one-against-many situation or get into a group battle that's disadvantageous to her.

As Rong Si brandished his sword, he immediately understood Zhu Wuyao's plan and directed the main force to move towards a wide open area, hoping to seize the high ground.

While those on higher ground have a commanding view and a certain advantage in vision, those who can leap over are at least at the Foundation Establishment or Qi Refining stages, and can also assess the strength of the approaching enemy and avoid their attacks.

Zhu Wuyao's broken sword was stained with blood, her expression cold and aloof. Yet, in that instant, even she couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope—

Maybe, we really can escape...

She leaped into the air in front of the crowd, covering them as they walked towards the entrance. She knew that some people had been left behind, and she also knew that some people were dying.

But when faced with life and death, there is no room for tenderness or compassion.

There are many more people behind her.

News of the cultivators' rebellion has finally spread throughout this small grotto-heaven, and more and more enemies will come to besiege it.

Perhaps the rumored "Lord of Xuan City" has already received the news.

They have already dispatched Golden Core stage cultivators to surround and annihilate the small cave at its exit.

Zhu Wuyao remained clear-headed throughout. She knew that what she needed to do was not to fight against the entire Small Cave Heaven, but rather—

escape.

They escaped from here with the people behind them.