Hammer in her left hand, sword in her right, the eldest sister is connected to both worlds.

The moment the crimson lotus barrier opened, Qi Yaoyao's expression changed on the open ground below. She shot an arrow at Cui Wu and then transformed into a streak of light, flying into the sky. Cui Wu followed closely behind.

The other disciples of Jiyue Mountain were left looking at each other in bewilderment.

Two streaks of light, one blue and one white, chased each other above the clouds. Qi Yaoyao's cultivation level was simply too low. Seeing that she was about to be overtaken, she grew increasingly anxious and could only desperately flee towards the gates of Jiyue Mountain.

The disciples of Jiyue Mountain saw a streak of light flying from afar, and the girl's urgent and shrill voice echoed through the sky.

"Senior brother, save me! Cui Wu is going to kill me... Ah!"

Before she could finish speaking, Qi Yaoyao was struck by a dazzling sword light from behind and fell like a bird without wings in front of the gate of Jiyue Mountain.

"Senior brother, save me! Senior brother, save me..." Qi Yaoyao screamed as she crawled forward, completely unaware that her legs were stuck in place. The Zhuohua Bow lay to one side, its peach blossoms withered.

The disciple guarding the mountain gate took a step back.

"Senior brother... Senior brother, you can't just stand by and watch someone die... Senior brother..."

Cui Wufei landed in front of the gate of Jiyue Mountain and looked at Qi Yaoyao, who was crawling on the ground with difficulty. The demonic energy on her body could no longer be concealed.

The old folks inside Jiyue Mountain had been alerted by the commotion. Cui Wu saw various colored lights rising from the mountain and gathering in the clouds.

But clearly, none of these people cared about Cui Wu; they were all heading towards the back mountain.

Within the protective barrier of the back mountain, the Silken Sword Immortal was surrounded by thousands of flying swords, completely shielding her. However, despite this, the crimson fox phantom and sharp blade light would still occasionally injure her. She tried to unleash a sword strike using her spiritual power, only to discover that all the spiritual energy in this area was being absorbed by the enormous gourd in the center.

The water flowing from the gourd is extremely yin and cold; once touched, it will shatter all tendons and veins.

The Sword Immortal of Siling swung his sword and slashed away a fox phantom. His originally calm voice trembled slightly: "Tu Shanyan, Xuanji... you two entered the Dao at the same time as me, and now your time is almost up. Are you willing to stop here?"

Tu Shan Yan revealed herself, looking at the Si Ling Sword Immortal behind the sword formation. A mocking expression appeared on her face: "So what?"

"What if my life is coming to an end? What if I die and my cultivation is extinguished? We cultivators pursue the Great Dao, and what we seek is to overcome fate with our own strength, not to be arrogant and regard all living beings as ants."

"Mortals are nothing but ants, how could they possibly know my aspirations?" The stubborn Siling Sword Immortal looked at Tu Shanyan opposite him with red eyes.

"If even a thousand years of cultivation will eventually end in death, what's the point of your cultivation?"

Tu Shanyan didn't want to hear her continue.

"My time is almost up, so I'll just go back to my fox den and wait for death. There's no need for Immortal Siling to worry about me." Tu Shan Yan's red dress fluttered, her hands forming hand seals, and the red mark between her brows grew even more alluring. Her figure transformed into a giant demon fox in a burst of red light.

The fox spirit had long, narrow eyes and an androgynous voice.

"Right now, kill those who collude with the demons."

The immortal swords in front of the Silky Sword Immortal merged into one, and the female cultivator, her robes fluttering, raised her sword to meet the demon fox.

The sword energy clashed with the demonic magic, creating a shockwave. The immortals of Jiyue Mountain rushed towards the back of the mountain, but were stopped outside the Red Lotus Barrier.

"Fellow Daoists, please wait a moment."

Blocking the way was a middle-aged woman wearing a lotus crown, a traditional Chinese robe with ink-wash style, and a whisk in her hand. A simple purple bamboo flute was also tucked into her waistband.

"What does Daoist Qingyin mean by this? Are you daring to act so brazenly in my Jiyue Mountain?" Someone from Jiyue Mountain couldn't help but challenge the woman immediately.

The woman smiled slightly: "My junior disciple Shen Suan lost his disciple at Jiyue Mountain a few days ago. He was heartbroken and used his own cultivation to cast a divination. He found out who the culprit was."

"It's right here in Jiyue Mountain."

The man from Jiyue Mountain's expression immediately darkened. He looked at the crimson lotus barrier in front of him, then whispered to someone beside him, "It's Siling."

In this situation, they've made their point perfectly clear, so what is there that I don't understand?

It's embarrassing to have someone come knocking on your door.

A middle-aged man stepped forward and bowed to Daoist Qingyin: "This matter is the fault of Jiyue Mountain. We are grateful for the help from fellow Daoist Xuanhuang Sect."

The middle-aged man then looked at Sect Leader Wen and said, "Disciples of Siling Sect, immediately confine yourselves to Jiyue Mountain and investigate them one by one. Anyone tainted by demonic energy will be punished with the Soul Refining Whip."

"Yes."

Before the gates of Jiyue Mountain, Cui Wu was still guarding the agonizing Qi Yaoyao. A streak of light flew in from a distance—it was Qi Sheng.

Upon seeing Qi Yaoyao so badly injured, Qi Sheng immediately summoned his immortal sword.

"Senior Brother, Senior Brother, save me! Yao Yao is in so much pain..." Qi Yao Yao struggled to crawl toward Qi Sheng, but Cui Wu stepped on her clothes.

"Senior Brother Qi!" The girl smiled slightly at Qi Sheng, "How have you been?"

"Junior Sister is quite something now." Qi Sheng lowered his eyelashes and looked at Qi Yaoyao on the ground.

"But Master values ​​Junior Sister after all, so please accept the punishment, Junior Sister."

The young man's sword aura was like a rainbow, and Cui Wu knew he was no match for him. He flew back several steps. As he turned around, several black beads appeared in his hand, which he activated and threw at Qi Sheng.

A black cloud burst open before the gates of Jiyue Mountain. Cui Wu stood atop his immortal sword, watching Qi Sheng.

"I knew it. How could that good-for-nothing Qi Yaoyao have planned something so meticulously?"

The girl's voice was clear and crisp, and her eyes sparkled with a dazzling light.

"Should I call you Senior Brother Qi, or this wicked demon?"

Qi Sheng suddenly laughed maniacally, a strange, hoarse sound emanating from his stomach: "Then I can't let you live. Killing a human genius will make this trip worthwhile."

Before the demon could even make a move, it was struck directly by a bolt of lightning that descended from the sky, collapsing to the ground with a scream. A girl in purple landed beside Cui Wu. It was none other than Ji Jinjin, who had already reached the late stage of the Golden Core realm.

"Third Senior Sister." Cui Wu looked at Ji Jinjin with delight, but Ji Jinjin did not speak.

A person walked up behind Cui Wu and patted him on the shoulder. Cui Wu turned around and saw Shen Suan Zhenren.

In less than a year, Master Shen Suan's hair had turned completely white, and he looked utterly dejected. He held in his hand that withered painting, "Five Peaches."

Shen Suanzhen's voice was hoarse: "Let's go, let's go with our senior brother to seek justice for us."

Go and seek justice for his disciple...

Cui Wu nodded and followed Shen Suan Zhenren.

Upon arriving at the back mountain, Cui Wu saw that many people were already standing on the surrounding hilltops. His former master, Immortal Venerable Cai Jun, was being escorted aside by several elders of Ji Yue Mountain.

The scene inside the Crimson Lotus Barrier was clearly visible; the Silk Ridge Sword Immortal was now at her last gasp. Her longsword was broken in two. Her jade crown had fallen from her head, and her white hair was scattered.

Tu Shan Yan's demonic form looked up and let out a long, drawn-out fox cry. A gigantic phantom of a celestial sword appeared behind Xuan Ji Zhenren.

People around exclaimed in surprise: "The Xuanhuang Sword Talisman! It seems that the Xuanhuang Sect is determined to kill Siling this time."

Only then did the expression on the face of the Silk Ridge Sword Immortal finally break.

"Xuanji, Tushan Yan!!!"

"They are merely mortals, just a few disciples. The Great Ruler of the Wolf Clan in the Upper Realm is nearing the end of his life. Don't you want to..."

Before the Sword Immortal Siling could finish speaking, he was cleaved in two by the enormous immortal sword. His life force vanished, his body and soul extinguished.

In the Xuanhuang Sect, a thousand miles away, Xue Lan's expression changed slightly.

Is his time coming up?

It means that the outside world believes she is still alive.

Who is impersonating her?

The Silk Ridge Sword Immortal perished. The Crimson Lotus Barrier vanished, and her immortal sword turned to ashes in that single strike. The Sect Leader of Halberd Moon Mountain resigned in disgrace over this incident. The mortal realm of Yuanming was shaken.

Qi Yaoyao was strapped to the torture pillar and whipped with the Soul Refining Whip before her soul was searched. She obtained information about the whereabouts of all the demons in Jiyue Mountain.

Her master, Immortal Venerable Caijun, was indeed completely unaware of the collusion with the demon race, but after this incident, his Dao heart was damaged, and he became like a madman. He was imprisoned in the back mountain.

Cui Wu, Ji Jinjin, and others coordinated with the disciples of Jiyue Mountain to eliminate the demons within the mountain's territory. Half a year passed in the blink of an eye. When they finally set off to return to their sect, it was already Mid-Autumn Festival, and Lianyue City was brightly decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, hosting a grand temple fair.

Cui Wu took Ji Jinjin to a tailor shop, and even changed his appearance before entering.

The shop isn't very big, but it's clean and tidy, divided into two parts: one for ready-made clothes and the other for fabrics.

The boss was a plump, middle-aged man who was very talkative. He greeted the group with a beaming smile the moment he saw them.

"Oh, judging from your bearing, you two must be disciples of a great immortal sect..."

Ji Jinjin and the others stayed in the tailor shop for half an hour, during which time they met the owner's wife. The lady was as cheerful and easygoing as her husband.

"You mentioned earlier that your daughter is also cultivating in the immortal sect, and she hasn't returned home for many years. Do you parents have any complaints?" Cui Wu asked. At that moment, she was being held by the proprietress while trying on clothes.

"Look at the moon outside the window, fairy." The shopkeeper pointed out the window.

Cui Wu looked out the window and saw that the sky outside had darkened, and a bright moon was rising above the peak of Jiyue Mountain in the distance.

"Mortals suffer hardships, and those who cultivate immortality also face countless dangers. It is enough to keep each other in mind."

The boss said firmly, "The moon on earth and the moon on the celestial mountain should be the same."

Ji Jinjin noticed that Cui Wu's eyes were red. The group quickly paid and left. Cui Wu walked ahead very fast. After walking for a while, Ji Jinjin turned around and saw the shop owners still standing at the entrance, watching them.

Having understood, Ji Jinjin smiled slightly.

The moon on earth and the moon over the celestial mountain should be the same.