That idiot from the Sword Sect turned out to be a lucky charm.

Lin Zhifeng wasn't worried that these elite disciples would clash with them, after all, Ding Mo was there!

Besides, these elite disciples simply dislike their lazy lifestyle. But since they're all from the same sect, and these old-fashioned folks are stubborn and upright, they might dislike them, but they certainly wouldn't go so far as to target them excessively.

The disciples of the Sword Sect continued their thorough search, essentially screening every place they went.

If anyone else passes through this swamp, they probably won't find anything.

Around noon, they had approached the center of the swamp. There were more spirit mines and older spirit herbs here, which made everyone extremely happy—whether their spirit swords could advance depended on the spoils of this secret realm.

There was nowhere to rest nearby. Everyone had no choice but to keep going, and they could rest after they got out of the swamp.

Suddenly, cries for help came from afar.

Ding Mo hurriedly led his disciples to investigate on their swords.

Lin Zhifeng followed behind the group, showing absolutely no interest in rescuing people.

As everyone knows, this secret realm is fraught with danger. Their sword cultivators are invincible among their peers, and their sect only dares to let disciples above the Nascent Soul stage enter.

Then look at the other sects; so many people with only Golden Core cultivation come here to take risks. They're so overconfident; it's really hard to feel sorry for them when they encounter danger.

And if you insist on coming in, you can just wander around the less dangerous outskirts.

Even Ding Mo, a sword cultivator at the Nascent Soul stage, said this swamp was dangerous and advised them to team up!

These people shouldn't have come in, much less go deeper.

Upon reaching the vicinity, Lin Zhifeng flew up to a high place on the Crane Cry, intending to see which sect was calling for help.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be an old acquaintance—someone from Yufeng Valley.

More than a hundred disciples entered Yufeng Valley this time, about half of them were in the Nascent Soul stage and half were in the Golden Core stage.

I guess they also respawned in different locations after entering. There are only about a dozen people in the team now, one of whom is Yu Bingqing.

These dozen or so people are in a bad situation. They've unfortunately encountered a horde of crocodile dragons. They're not strong enough, and their numbers are too few. The current situation is: some disciples are seriously injured; some have already died; and some are still fighting the crocodile dragons, but it looks like they won't be able to hold out much longer.

As for Yu Bingqing, she's doing well. However, she must have lost her sword during the battle, and she's currently being carried in a man's arms in a princess carry.

The man was also injured, and while carrying her on his sword, the sword was so low it was about to fall into the swamp.

Since a disciple of an affiliated sect was in danger, the Sword Sect members naturally couldn't stand idly by.

At Ding Mo's command, the Sword Sect disciples attacked in unison and quickly dealt with the group of crocodile dragons.

Yu Bingqing said shyly, "Thank you all for your help, senior brothers! Please forgive me for being injured and unable to perform the proper ceremony. I will definitely bring gifts to express my gratitude when we leave the secret realm tomorrow!"

Ding Mo said, "It's alright. This place is dangerous and not suitable for those of you with low cultivation levels. You should quickly pack up and retreat to a safe area."

Looking at Ding Mo's handsome face, Yu Bingqing said with difficulty, "Senior brother, you don't know, it's not that we don't want to leave. It's just that we accidentally wandered into this place and have already lost our way. Moreover, our fellow disciples are either dead or injured. If we are to act on our own, we might encounter danger again..." After saying that, she burst into tears.

Lin Jun had already sidled up to Lin Zhifeng to watch the show together. Now, seeing Yu Bingqing's pitiful act, he nudged Lin Zhifeng and said, "It's a good thing you didn't marry her, otherwise, if such a drama queen came to the Sword Sect, we'd be in for a world of trouble."

Lin Zhifeng said, "What, you don't like the weak type either? How pitiful those girls look, with tears streaming down their faces?"

Lin Jun said disdainfully, "Pitiful my foot! She just wants to take advantage of us and make us her bodyguards. If she's not capable, she shouldn't have come here and risked her life! Back at the gate, even their Valley Master was rejected by our Sixth Elder and Ninth Elder. Now she's coming here again, she's shameless!"

Meanwhile, Yu Bingqing, seeing that Ding Mo hadn't invited them to join his team even though she was crying, bit her lip and looked at Ding Mo pitifully, saying, "Could you please, senior brother, have a change of heart and take us with you..."

Before she could finish speaking, Lin Zhifeng suddenly flew forward on his sword and said, "Which sect are you disciples from? How tactless! You mere Golden Core disciples dare to call our martial uncle 'senior brother'? You think you're worthy? Our martial uncle kindly saved us and tried to persuade us with kind words, how come you're clinging to us like this?"

Yu Bingqing had visited the Sword Sect with her father, Valley Master Yu, and had seen Lin Zhifeng when he was still a fool. Now, upon seeing him again, she discovered that Lin Zhifeng was no longer foolish. Although he couldn't compare to Ding Mo's ethereal appearance and Nascent Soul cultivation, he was still handsome and had his own unique charm! He was far superior to their fellow disciples from Yu Feng Valley.

She had only recently heard rumors that her former betrothed's soul had returned to his body. Now, not only was he no longer mentally impaired, but he was also a cultivation genius, having broken through to the Nascent Soul stage in just a few years. Whenever she thought of this, she and her impatient father were filled with regret. Seeing Lin Zhifeng's current state, their regret deepened.

Yu Bingqing is the only daughter of the Valley Master of Yufeng Valley and the junior sister of all the disciples in the valley. She is usually the one who is pampered and loved by everyone in the valley. Now, after being so bluntly spoken to, coupled with the regret of breaking off the engagement, she actually shed tears of sadness.

She said to Lin Zhifeng, "Senior Brother Lin, please forgive me. I was flustered and made a mistake."

Lin Zhifeng said, "You're wrong again. I'm not your senior brother either. I'm already at the Nascent Soul stage, so you should call me 'Uncle-Master'. But none of that matters! You should pack up and leave now."

After saying that, he pointed in the direction he came from: "Didn't you say you didn't know the way? Just go that way! We cleared it thoroughly before we came. Go wherever you want, we'll keep you safe and sound."

The man holding Yu Bingqing lowered his head and said to her, "Junior sister, let's go! The main sect won't take us, these burdens, with them."

He said that in a rather sarcastic way!

Lin Zhifeng scoffed, "Isn't that quite self-aware? Stop dawdling, goodbye."

Ding Mo, who had been silent all along, nodded slightly to the people of Yufeng Valley, and then led his disciples to fly towards the middle of the swamp.

Left behind, the members of Yufeng Valley had no choice but to pack up and turn to walk towards the edge of the swamp.

The man holding Yu Bingqing is Yuan Zhang, the eldest disciple of Yu Feng Valley, and also a devoted follower of Yu Bingqing.

He and Yu Bingqing grew up together. Although his junior sister had a good relationship with all the disciples in the valley, Yuanzhang felt that she should definitely be his. Because in Yufeng Valley, his cultivation and other conditions were the best. The other junior brothers definitely couldn't surpass him.

He waited and waited until his junior sister finally came of age. Before he could even ask his master for her hand in marriage, he received the news that his junior sister was engaged to the son of the sect leader of the main sect—the Sword Sect.

Disappointed and heartbroken, he couldn't help but run to confront his junior sister.

He remembered what his junior sister had said at the time: "Senior brother, my father and I had no choice but to do this for the sake of our Wind Control Valley. We are a minor sect, how can we afford to offend the main sect?"

Yuanzhang believed it to be true, thinking that the main sect had forced them to marry their junior sister to the sect leader's foolish son. He was indignant and wanted to go to the main sect to demand an explanation—the main sect shouldn't bully people like this!

At that moment, Yu Bingqing stopped him and said, "Senior brother, my marriage to that fool will be entirely beneficial to our sect. But refusing the sect leader will provoke retaliation from the sect leader, which will be entirely detrimental."

Yuanzhang said, "But you can't marry a fool, can you?"

Yu Bingqing laughed and said, "It would be good if you were a fool! He can't stop me from being with my senior brother in the future. It's just that I'm sorry to my senior brother, he can't give you a proper title."

Yuanzhang was completely charmed by her smile, thinking to himself that he had cuckolded the Sword Sect Master's son. He had gotten the better deal; it was someone else who should be upset.

He actually came to terms with it.

A few years ago, because the Sword Sect Master disappeared, my master and junior sister went to the Sword Sect to break off their engagement with the fool.

"Isn't it my turn now?" Yuanzhang thought to himself.