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

Everything is arranged here.

Zhu Wuyao set off immediately and, following the clues on the note, found the Juque's post.

Finding it is easy, but getting in is difficult.

Although Wu Guihong was arrogant and haughty, he was superior to the Juque Sect cultivators he had encountered before in terms of temperament and methods.

Ever since learning that Tongzhou had been completely wiped out, Wu Guihong has become even more cautious.

Having found a suitable residence, Wu Guihong acted ruthlessly, eliminating everyone in the mansion.

The goal is to avoid leaving any future problems.

He had already sent a message to the sect, asking Juque to send one or two more strong reinforcements. He was determined to stay put and not come out until the reinforcements arrived.

The three-layered array provides heavy protection, with guards every five steps and sentries every ten. It not only has magical judgment and token verification, but also coded chants.

Moreover, cultivators do not need to eat or go out to buy things.

Like a flawless egg.

This really gave Zhu Wuyao a headache. Without being sure of her chances, she dared not make any rash moves or alert the enemy.

Wu Guihong was convinced that there was a trap in Tongzhou, so he took a defensive stance as a precaution. Unexpectedly, his precautions were actually correct!

He never expected that the trouble would stem from a disciple he had taken on on a whim—Ge Mingsheng.

If it weren't for Ge Mingsheng, Zhu Wuyao would never have wanted to continue offending people.

Zhu Wuyao drank two bowls of wine at the nearby tavern, opened the wooden box and looked through it several times, but there was no more news from Ge Mingsheng.

Within the Juque School—

Ge Mingsheng is young.

In addition, these disciples were all Wu Guihong's confidants and their cultivation was quite good. She was the only one picked up by the roadside, so naturally she was not well received.

Since people couldn't go out and do bad things, they had to find some fun to pass the time.

Ge Mingsheng's existence is a good source of amusement.

"Little Ge, help your senior brother test the effects of this pill, and I'll reward you with two!"

The gazes around me were filled with malice.

I wonder what kind of ingredients were mixed into this pill and what kind of effect it will have.

Ge Mingsheng didn't even know whether his words that day had deceived Wu Guihong; he also couldn't tell whether it was a "rule" that all new disciples had to go through or pure torture.

If it's the former, at least you'll get through it, have a future, and have a chance to rise again after enduring humiliation and hardship.

But if it is the latter, then whether one resists or submits, in the end it will only lead to death.

Ge Mingsheng, ignoring his mocking gaze, took the bottle of pills and said:

"Senior brother, I'm about to hand in the homework Master assigned me last night. Why don't I take this pill with me and let Master take a look at it?"

After saying this, Ge Mingsheng forced himself to remain calm, put away the medicine bottle, and tried to walk past.

As I passed by, my shoulder was grabbed, and a chilling voice whispered in my ear:

"Junior sister, don't think you can escape this."

Ge Mingsheng continued walking forward.

After that note, she did not send any more messages to Master Wuyan.

Because she never imagined that Master Wuyan would come to save her.

Moreover, in order to save her life, she handed over the Taoist magic that Master Wuyan had given her to Wu Guihong.

Ge Mingsheng roughly guessed that Master Wuyan had an old grudge against the Juque Sect, but how could one person fight against the entire sect?

Even if that day ever comes, it will never be because of her.

Having received such a favor, she should have joined Master Wuyan's sect, but instead, she betrayed her promise and handed over the cultivation technique to an enemy sect in order to save her own life.

From any perspective, Ge Mingsheng did not believe he was worth the life-risking sacrifice of the Daoist Master Wuyan.

Therefore, Ge Mingsheng only wanted to save his life and make a name for himself.

Once we have the strength to fight against the Juque Sect, we'll settle old scores. If we're lucky enough to survive, we'll repay Master Wuyan's kindness.

In just a short period of time.

Her life was turned upside down.

Every time they thought they had glimpsed hope and seen the light, they would always encounter the Juque Sect and be plunged into an abyss.

Now, recalling Master Wuyan's words—

"You are destined to be associated with the Juque School."

How ironic.

The Daoist Master Wuyan tried to pull her away many times, but in the end, he made a mistake and sent her back into the filth.

Perhaps, she was destined to continue down this path.

It turned out that Master Wuyan had wasted a lot of effort and resources on her, making it a losing proposition.

They arrived at Wu Guihong's door.

Ge Mingsheng took a deep breath, composed himself, and was about to push the door open and enter.

At this moment, they saw a dozen or so cultivators coming together, and the one leading them was the girl who had leaned against the door frame in the dilapidated wooden house that day.

The young woman, without glancing to the side, pretended not to recognize her and said:

"I am Nguyen Ah Yao of the Tae Baek Clan. I have come to pay my respects and have important matters to discuss. Please inform me of my presence."

Outside the door——

May the cup be filled to the brim without invitation.

I drank another cup.

Ruan Ayao helped her mostly out of personal morality, but she couldn't involve the Taibai Sect in this mess.

Therefore, this visit was conducted without any tampering; it was simply a visit, and no matter how suspicious Wu Guihong was, he could not find any flaws.

I just hope Ge Mingsheng is a bit more clever.

Upon seeing Ruan Ayao, he guessed that Ruan Ayao was nearby and plotting to rescue her.

"Sir, you have a great appetite. Our shop is about to settle its accounts. Would you like another pot?"

This is a euphemistic way of saying "closing down".

Zhu Wuyao shook his head and said:

"Let's go now."

After paying the money, while the waiter was giving change, Zhu Wuyao opened the wooden box again, and this time, a note appeared.

She looked up and saw that Ruan Ayao and her group had already come out of the Juque Sect's headquarters.

They were just about to leave.

She got up, put away the wooden box, took the change, opened the note, and saw the handwriting.

"What Wu Guihong has been searching for recently is the spirit of the sea infant, or something that sounds similar to it."

It appears to have been written in haste.

Zhu Wuyao crushed the paper strip, and the scraps scattered in the wind.

People like Ge Mingsheng are intelligent and quick to understand; they will never give up as long as there is even the slightest chance of survival.

Even without the sunk costs, people always want to make a quick buck.

Day two.

There are rumors in Tongzhou about "Haiyin Kui", which is said to be a companion to the spirit of a sea infant.

Zhu Wuyao and the others did not dare to use Hai Yingling as bait directly, for fear that Wu Guihong would sense something was amiss and become wary.

as predicted.

Wu Guihong heard about Haiyin Kui and believed that whoever obtained this item also obtained Haiying Ling. Perhaps it was bought by someone, so only the companion item entered the market.

Since he guessed it based on his own "intelligence," Wu Guihong had no suspicion of fraud.

After much deliberation, he examined all the disciples in the sect once more.

They decided to keep it a secret from everyone that night and go find out where the sea spirit was.

Ge Mingsheng, who had been keeping a close eye on the unusual activity within the sect, was unaware of Wu Guihong's secret departure, but he was still quick-witted enough to send a note through the flying ring—

"Wu Guihong went into seclusion tonight, and personally checked the identity of his disciples at noon."

in the dark.

The paper strip burned, like a white butterfly with flowing flames and fluttering wings, vanishing in an instant.

Zhu Wuyao looked at the people around him and said:

"Let's do it tonight."