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

Unfold the letter, the first sentence—

"I have already drawn qi into my body."

What happened in just one day after they separated?

Zhu Wuyao recalled his experience of guiding Qi into his body, giving up first and then gaining. Although he felt sad, he was not overly grief-stricken.

This letter, once unfolded, was quite different from the ones before.

The notes that Ge Mingsheng had previously handed over all had neat handwriting and clear paragraphs.

Today, however, the note is not only stained with blood and the handwriting is messy, but in this short line of text, there seems to be a sense of grief and indignation overflowing from the paper.

Before he could even read on, Zhu Wuyao knew something was wrong.

as predicted--

"When we encountered the traveling merchants, my mother and I noticed something amiss and guessed that it was the Juque Sect coming to our aid. We wanted to drive away quickly, but after many days of travel, my mother had caught a cold."

"When I returned with the medicine, the inn was destroyed, and no one survived."

"My mother perished in the fire."

"The fluctuations of my Qi entering my body were detected by the thieving Juque cultivator, who wanted to lure me into the immortal sect and seize my Dao techniques and immortal methods."

"Master Wuyan, to save my life, I handed over that book of Taoist teachings and joined the Juque Sect."

"Fortunately, the Flying Ring was shaped like a bracelet and had no other unusual features. The leader was surnamed Wu and claimed to be about to enter the Nascent Soul stage. He was accompanied by a dozen or so cultivators."

"If I avenge this great wrong, I will surely repay the kindness that has shown me such favor in the future!"

Zhu Wuyao clenched the letter in his hand.

Juque School... Wu Guihong...

Ruan Ayao noticed that Zhu Wuyao was in a bad mood and asked:

"Is there anything I can do to help?"

Rong Zhao and Hu Sanlang, standing nearby, were even more direct, saying:

"Who are you going to kill?"

Zhu Wuyao took a breath and glanced at the group of people.

If she were to kill someone from the Juque Sect who was about to enter the Nascent Soul stage, would these people still dare to help her?

Zhu Wuyao got up.

Raise your hands and clasp your fists:

"Wu Guihong, a Golden Core cultivator from the Juque Sect, along with his dozen or so disciples, are you all willing to assist me?"

When the wind stops and the sound ceases, I bow deeply to you, without being invited.

Ruan Ayao had just prepared the tea set.

Upon hearing this, he set down his teacup, making a crisp clinking sound, looked up at Zhu Wuyao, and said:

"You have to pay more."

Rong Zhao laughed loudly and said:

"We came to Huandie Mountain not only to settle down and make a living, but also so that one day we could help you."

Hu Sanlang nodded and said:

“A Golden Core cultivator at the peak is indeed difficult to kill, but if the three of us can join forces, we might have a fighting chance.”

Zhu Wuyao breathed a long sigh of relief.

Not only did she learn about Wu Guihong at the Immortal Cultivation Conference in Zhongling City, but Ruan Ayao, having been in the cultivation world for some years, naturally also knew of him.

Everyone here is an acquaintance.

Zhu Wuyao made no secret of how she met and became involved with Ge Mingsheng.

She had done so much for Ge Mingsheng and had long considered him one of her own; otherwise, she wouldn't have been so angry when she saw the news.

He had given the promising young man he had chosen a gift of Taoist magic, talismans, and elixirs. If it weren't for that divination that made him believe Ge Mingsheng had escaped his fate, he would have kept him by his side and protected him no matter how difficult things got.

Upon arriving at the Juque Sect, he ended up with the loss of both his parents and had to endure such a fate.

If Ge Mingsheng was truly forced by circumstances to acknowledge the enemy as her master and join the Juque Sect, wouldn't all her previous actions have become a joke?

She paused when she mentioned that the disciple was for Gu Yiguan.

Everything has a sunk cost.

At this point, Zhu Wuyao was genuinely reluctant to give up the person to Gu Yiguan.

Unfortunately, a message had already been delivered to Gu Yiguan.

They might have already tricked someone into coming.

As soon as Zhu Wuyao paused, Ruan Ayao immediately understood her meaning. She propped herself up on the futon and turned her head to say:

"You, with your divination skills, insist on doing things that harm yourself, yet you're willing to give up things that benefit you?"

Ruan Ayao did not bring this matter to light.

She changed the subject and said:

"We all know that cultivators who have reached the Golden Core stage are powerful, but they can still kill."

"The most difficult part is not how to kill, but how to handle the aftermath after the killing."

"This is also why powerful cultivators, even if they are not strong, dare to flaunt their reputation and act arrogantly everywhere."

As Ruan Ayao finished speaking, she attracted the attention of Hu Sanlang and Rong Zhao.

She also took the opportunity to defend herself, saying:

"Gentlemen, the solution I'm about to tell you is related to the reason for exploring the Illusionary Butterfly Mountain."

Rong Zhao forced a friendly smile at her and said:

"We are all ears."

Zhu Wuyao already knew a bit about this matter, and as Ruan Ayao recounted it in detail, he gained an even more thorough understanding of it.

The Blood Erosion Curse has reappeared in the martial world.

Although it was just hearsay, both the Juque Sect and the Taibai Sect received the news.

However, before the news was confirmed, neither party was willing to expend manpower and resources on this matter, which offered little benefit.

However, Ruan Ayao has some old stories to tell about this place.

That's why I volunteered to come.

Rong Zhao hesitated, as if he wanted to speak but then stopped, and then seemed to want to say something more:

"Since there are such historical events in the Illusion Butterfly Mountain area, why were we not stopped when we applied to settle there?"

Shouldn't this kind of place be fenced off and off-limits to unauthorized people?

Although Zhu Wuyao hadn't been in the sect for long, he had guessed some of the reasons. When Ruan Ayao explained, it was indeed quite accurate:

"If you want the fields to be free of weeds, you have to find a farmer and plant crops."

"The sect has limited resources to invest in this place. If Illusionary Butterfly Mountain is left unattended, it may be occupied by demons again in ten or a hundred years."

"Why not find a respectable sect and make a name for ourselves here?"

Zhu Wuyao silently added to Ruan Ayao's unfinished words in her heart—

If there truly is an evil entity, then naturally the sects that have settled and established themselves on Illusionary Butterfly Mountain will be wiped out, leaving the Taibai Sect's territory unscathed.

If this small sect is controlled and becomes an evil entity, it's easy to register it and find a target to eradicate.

If one day Illusionary Butterfly Mountain becomes useful and this place rises to prominence, and Illusionary Butterfly Mountain becomes a force to be reckoned with, then with the old story of "Ghost Sorrow Mountain Range" still around, it would be easy to find a reason to destroy the sect and reap the rewards.

Given all this, it's likely that both the Taibai and Juque sects would be eager for a sect to rise to prominence on Huandie Mountain.

How could they possibly obstruct it?

Even though Ruan Ayao only hinted at it, Rong Zhao and Hu Sanlang's expressions changed, realizing the underlying meaning.

He put the matter of the Seven Illusions Sect of Star Pointing into his mind, and also considered the Queshan Clan again, wanting to change sides as soon as possible.

Only Luo Budao genuinely expressed his admiration:

"This statement is quite philosophical!"

As he spoke, he took out a small booklet of charcoal from his waist and wrote down these words of wisdom about farming.

Ruan Ayao glanced at Luo Budao's booklet, seeing that he remembered it quite well, then looked away and continued:

"I was already worried about this matter, and I was afraid that if the rumors were true, it would cause another major disaster."

"It's perfect that Wu Guihong's death can draw the attention of both factions. Give me some more manpower to investigate this matter thoroughly."

"Otherwise—"

Ruan Ayao glanced at the two from Huan Die Shan and said directly:

"I can't even defeat these two fellow Daoists from Illusion Butterfly Mountain, so how can I possibly resist the threat of the Bat Demon?"

"I'm afraid I'll really end up being a delivery boy."

She smiled and continued:

"If they are made into puppets, the bat demon will have one more 'general' under its command."