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

In the end, out of consideration for the reputation of Xuanhuang Sect in front of outsiders, Dao Xuanzi did not reprimand Xue Lan further. However, before leaving, he asked Daoist Ziyun to arrange a weapon-refining location for Xue Lan that was far away from other people.

He told Daoist Ziyun that Xue Lan was not very safe.

Daoist Ziyun also gave him face, arranging a dark cave for Xue Lan in the back mountain. This instantly brought Xue Lan back to Jiyuan Peak.

However, she wasn't too upset. Refining weapons is different from refining pills; as long as there's something to light up the cave, she can live quite well.

So after Dao Xuanzi left, Xue Lan plunged into the new cave and spent another half a month researching, finally refining the all-purpose version of Luo Shengzi.

Afterwards, he handed over Luo Shengzi's inscription design to Yan Chengxue, asking him to refine a puppet that could carve inscriptions, thus freeing up his hands.

The system muttered in Xue Lan's mind: "Your research results are being translated into practical applications pretty quickly, aren't they?"

Xue Lan is diligent and inquisitive: "Research results."

It's what you've researched.

Xue Lan immediately became reserved, flicking her sleeves and appearing very humble and polite.

"Not at all, it's all thanks to the fellow Daoists from the War Puppet Mansion."

The system was disgusted by her acting and quickly told her to shut up.

"Okay, okay!" Xue Lan nodded obediently and prepared to go back to her tent to sleep.

Before she even reached the tent entrance, the system in her mind called out to her.

"Xuan Shuo has appeared!"

The girl paused, her eyes turning cold. She uttered a single word softly: "Go!"

The girl stood on a flying boat, heading straight southwest.

Before them lay withered weeds and a dilapidated village. Min Chang led a group of Jiangyun Sect disciples through the desolate village, her mind uneasy.

Ever since entering this village, her mind has been shrouded in a veil, her senses remaining very vague.

Min Chang perked up and walked inside, while the disciples behind her also looked somewhat nervous.

"girl……"

An aged voice called out from ahead, and Min Chang looked forward sharply. A hunched old woman appeared in the ruins before her, dressed in coarse linen clothes, with a willow basket slung over her arm. A blue floral cloth covered the basket, and inside, something alive was still moving slightly.

Min Chang had two short swords hidden in his sleeves, ready to be drawn, and looked at the old woman in front of him with a deep gaze. The disciples behind him also changed their expressions drastically.

Min Chang suppressed her fear and looked at the old woman in front of her, sizing her up before speaking: "Grandma, are you all alone here?"

The old woman's clothes moved without wind, and she smiled eerily as she spoke: "You young humans are still too naive."

Upon hearing this, Min Chang immediately retreated dozens of steps. A pair of short swords from her sleeve transformed into two streaks of light and flew out in front of her, catching a strange demonic light. Alarm bells rang in her mind, and she used her swords to send a communication talisman into the sky as a faint golden light.

"Heh!" The old woman, whose demonic energy was rising from the ground, snorted coldly. Suddenly, a huge black barrier appeared around them, blocking Min Chang and the others, along with the communication talisman, inside.

A figure flew out from behind Min Chang, his sword flashing like snow as he slashed towards the old woman on the ground. In a flash, his clothes changed, and he transformed from a graceful female fairy into a man wielding a long sword.

Xu Qizhou and the others had disguised themselves as disciples of the Jiangyun Sect and followed Min Chang for half a month. Now, they revealed their true forms one by one. Xu Qizhou was in the lead, followed by Long Siyin and Ji Jinjin. Finally, Jin Xun and Yue Zhong arrived. The group formed a semi-circle around Min Chang.

"Whether we're really stupid or not, you'll find out if you try," Long Siyin said, pointing her sword at the old woman on the ground. The female immortal, clad in light armor, wielded the Immortal Sword of Crossing Reflection, which emitted a series of clear sword sounds. Her hair fluttered in the wind, and her sharpness was unparalleled.

The person opposite them was too powerful. In order to prevent their consciousness from being corrupted by this demon lord, they could not communicate with each other through telepathy and could only rely on the tacit understanding they had accumulated over this period of time.

"Junior Sister Ji, prepare for battle!"

At Long Siyin's command, a pale purple figure flew towards the Demon Lord. The spear, like a dragon, moved without any fancy flourishes, striking directly at the barrier in front of the old woman, creating a shockwave.

After the attack, Ji Jinjin did not linger and retreated back to Min Chang's side, holding her silver spear in front of her.

"The human race has really gone all out this time!" The old woman below laughed strangely, her laughter sharp and hoarse, and her figure began to slowly change, eventually transforming into a thin, tall man.

"Innate lightning spiritual root, young sect master of the Longsword Sect."

“And…” Xuan Shuo looked at Xu Qizhou at the front: “Your Dao heart is firm, and your sword spirit has been formed.”

Upon hearing this, Xu Qizhou decided to drop the pretense. The immortal sword behind him emitted a soft sword chime and trembled slightly.

A cool and aloof young woman dressed in white appeared behind Xu Qizhou, her hair as black as ink and her eyes as bright as stars.

Xue Lan, who was speeding through the clouds on a spirit boat, saw this scene through the system's broadcast.

"Qi Zhou mainly cultivates the way of the sword, practices diligently, and is exceptionally talented. The Frostless Sword was also produced in an ancient secret realm. He takes care of it like a wife every day, so it is not surprising that it gave birth to a sword spirit."

In the few breaths that the girl was giving her comments, several more communication talismans flew out from her body.

"These demons are truly cunning. If I hadn't been here, their auras would probably have been locked inside this concealment array."

"Fortunately, this Demon Lord deliberately lowered his cultivation level by two minor realms to prevent the Nascent Soul stage elders from discovering his whereabouts," Xue Lan murmured, as the spirit boat beneath her flew towards Min Chang and the others at an even faster speed.

Within the concealment array, the two female immortals, Long Siyin and Ji Jinjin, were the first to confront Xuan Shuo. Long Siyin cultivated the Emperor Dragon Sword Technique of the Long Sword Sect, which was said to have some connection with the ancient divine beast, the True Dragon. Her sword technique was fierce and powerful, and together with Ji Jinjin's Demon-Slaying Spear Technique, it was most suitable for a strong attack.

The two of them attracted Xuan Shuo's attention at the front, while Min Chang brought out the Spirit Gathering Cauldron at the back. All the spiritual energy in the surrounding area gathered towards her and finally poured into the array in front of her. The purple array flags rotated on the array plate and then flew in all directions.

"Set up an array? Forget about it." Although Xuan Shuo had suppressed his cultivation to the early Nascent Soul stage, he was still still at the Nascent Soul stage. Even with two late-stage Golden Core cultivators entangled before him, he still had the mind to pay attention to Min Chang's situation. With a flick of his sleeve, some black demonic orbs appeared, transforming into demonic beasts with pitch-black claws and fangs in mid-air. They flew straight towards the array flags.

"You beast, you shall be slain!" A clear, sharp female voice rang out, accompanied by the clang of a sword. Wu Shuang, wielding an illusory Wu Shuang sword, slashed a demonic beast in mid-air, bringing it to the ground. The other demonic beasts were also killed by Yue Zhong and the others.

"A sword spirit that has only recently taken shape actually possesses such strength." Xuan Shuo's eyes flickered, realizing he could no longer conceal his power. His aura surged, and with a roar, he blasted the two people in front of him away.

I thought he could keep up the act for a while, but I didn't expect him to break down so easily.

"He's not stupid. He came to kill Senior Sister Min, not to play house with a few kids."

Xue Lan was getting anxious too; she knew better than anyone how vicious the demons were. In the Yuanming Upper Realm, the various demon clans and human families took turns defending against the demons. During those years at the Thunder Kui Formation, the mere sight of demons made her want to vomit.

"It is true that they enjoy torturing human geniuses, but that doesn't mean the demons won't act decisively."

Since the spirit boat wasn't moving fast, Xue Lan simply put it away and used the Void Stepping Technique to fly forward.

Won't your spiritual energy be depleted when you arrive at your destination?

Xue Lan held a spirit stone in her hand to replenish her spiritual energy: "Let's get here first."

Xue Lan knew that the division commanders' idea was definitely to inflict minor injuries on Xu Qizhou and the others, so that they wouldn't die, but could weaken Xuan Shuo's vigilance and make it easier for them to strike and kill them.

Just like when fishing, you need to play the small fish for a while first to tire them out a bit before you can catch them in the end.

Therefore, in the current situation, even if the Nascent Soul cultivators lurking nearby see the juniors inside being beaten to a pulp, they probably won't alert them.

Because it's worth it.

While celestial spiritual roots are rare, they are not nonexistent. The young sect leader of the Longsword Sect can still be cultivated…

In the commander's consideration, those who were lured to kill the demons were all those who could be sacrificed. The human race is not lacking in geniuses, but the demon race's experts are fewer and fewer if they are killed. Especially the demon lord whose true strength is at the Nascent Soul stage.

"Xue Lan, aren't you angry? They used your friend as bait." The system asked cautiously.

"I have no right to be angry." Xue Lan looked at the concealment array not far away.

"Because I am the one chosen by the Six Sects to be a trial participant in the Ten Thousand Crafts Workshop, and Yan Chengxue is Master Chen's only disciple, he will be indispensable in the future maintenance of the Thunder Kui Formation..."

“We are the people who are protected by them in such cruel ways, and we have no right to be angry.”

She felt indignant on behalf of her friends, but those people were also sending out their own disciples, their own juniors, children they had watched grow up.

"And they probably know it themselves. They are filled with a death wish."

All the blame lies with the demons.

Dozens of miles away from the concealment array, in a mountain stream, the woman in red suddenly opened her eyes, and the old man in white beside her also exclaimed in surprise.

"Xue Lan! How did she know?"

Tu Shan Yan turned to look at Dao Xuanzi behind her: "She is a loyal and affectionate child, and she has always been lucky."

Dao Xuanzi sighed and then fell silent.

Having cultivated for nearly a thousand years and served as the sect leader for four hundred, he long ago knew how to avoid misfortune and make choices. However, seeing Xue Lan appear alone outside the formation still moved him somewhat.

Humanity stands together in solidarity, helping one another. A single spark, because it is willing to unite, can ignite a prairie fire.

What has sustained humanity to this day is not only the blood, flesh, and bones of generations, but also the unwavering belief of the immortals and all living beings in the mortal world in helping and supporting each other.

When Xue Lan arrived outside the Concealing Breath Formation, she saw an even larger formation unfolding inside, with pale blue lightning flowing before her.

The girl asked the system calmly, "Do you know what a wolf pack is?"

[Why did you suddenly want to ask this?] The system seemed puzzled.

"The wolf king protects the clan and is also supported by the clan. He will never yield, never abandon, and never betray."

The girl's voice was firm and carried an undeniable heat as she raised her hand and placed it on the pale blue light barrier in front of her.

"I am their friend, and I will stay here today, even if it means collecting their bodies!"