Oh no, I accidentally cultivated three spiritual roots and became an empress!

The cultivators at the other two locations who were fighting the wolf packs did the same thing.

The swift wolves ran even faster, circling the cultivator and seizing every opportunity.

If a cultivator was even slightly slow to react, the Gale Wolf would pounce on them and bite them viciously.

At this moment, the Gale Wolf was fighting with a completely reckless attitude.

They would rather die themselves than let a cultivator die, so that their companions could have the opportunity to kill the cultivator.

Several cultivators were terrified by the Gale Wolf's reckless fighting style, their limbs became unresponsive, and the Gale Wolf seized the opportunity to bite them to death.

The male cultivator who led Zhong Lingxin through the battle was now clearly the leader of the group.

He shouted, "Calm your mind, follow the formation, and start running!"

The panicked cultivators gradually calmed down.

The wolves were furious and howled as they ran around the cultivators, but they could no longer affect them.

In the distance, a low, short wolf howl suddenly rang out.

Several alpha wolves leaped up like madmen, disregarding their exposed bellies, eager to pounce on cultivators with lower cultivation levels.

In an instant, the cultivators' formation was thrown into chaos, and they were almost overrun by the wolf pack.

Upon seeing this, Zhong Lingxin hurriedly took out the Phoenix Zither and quickly stroked it with her left hand.

The sound of the zither pressed down on the swift wolves, causing the wolf pack to slow down slightly.

The leading male cultivator quickly repelled the two wolves in front of him and shouted, "Protect the musician and follow the formation!"

The cultivators, who had almost been breached by the Hunyuan Formation, all felt like they had escaped a calamity.

Two teenagers, their bloodlust ignited, roared, "Kill! Kill them!"

More cultivators were roused by the two roars and desperately swung their magical weapons at the wolf pack.

Zhong Lingxin multitasked, playing the phoenix zither supported by spiritual energy with her left hand while wielding the Soul-Slaying Sword with her right, each move ruthless as she attacked the wolf pack.

But this was her first time facing an enemy like this, and the consequence of trying to do two things at once was that she was caught off guard and faced many dangerous situations. She was almost bitten by the wolf pack several times.

The low, short howl of a wolf rang out again in the distance.

This time, several alpha wolves rushed in front of Zhong Lingxin and attacked her recklessly.

But Zhong Lingxin's robes were too good; even if the alpha wolves pounced on her, they would only be able to break their teeth.

The leading male cultivator breathed a slight sigh of relief.

He dared not be careless, fearing that Zhong Lingxin's robes would be damaged by the repeated attacks of the wolves, and that would mean something bad would happen to Zhong Lingxin.

He finally understood that this group of cultivators relied entirely on Zhong Lingxin's zither music to suppress the wolf pack's attack.

He understood that the deep, short wolf howl must be that of the wolf king.

The wolf king howled twice, and the wolf pack changed its fighting strategy twice.

But he was also a key target of the wolf pack, so he couldn't spare the time to look for the wolf king.

More wolves were still leaping in from afar like gray arrows, and the number of wolves surrounding the cultivators was increasing, as they launched increasingly fierce attacks.

Seeing the overwhelming strength of the wolf pack, the leading male cultivator immediately changed tactics, ordering all the cultivators to stand up: "Get up, let's go and meet up with the group on the left, and then meet up with the group on the upper left."

Most of the cultivators training on the outskirts of the Mangyuan Mountains were Qi Refining cultivators from nearby cities who had come in groups for training and had never seen such a dangerous battle before.

After several life-or-death struggles, their minds gradually calmed down. Upon hearing someone's command, they all subconsciously merged into the Hunyuan Formation and slowly moved towards the group of cultivators on the left.

The group of cultivators on the left, seeing the movement of the cultivators on this side, also began to slowly move over.

The cultivators in the upper left corner also wanted to join together, and slowly moved closer to the two groups of cultivators.

The three groups of cultivators unanimously chose to meet up.

The wolf pack discovered the cultivators' intentions as they moved.

They attacked even more fiercely.

Zhong Lingxin, carrying the Phoenix Harp, walked in front of a group of people, clearing the way.

At this moment, the cultivators knew that if they could not regroup, they would be defeated one by one by the wolf pack, so they all gritted their teeth and charged forward.

Those cultivators who possessed spirit-replenishing pills spontaneously stood on the perimeter, each unleashing their magical treasures to attack.

The cultivators, whose spiritual energy was almost exhausted, stood in the middle circle and unleashed all the explosive talismans from their storage rings, hurling them at the attacking wolf pack.

The monks learned to cooperate in a very short time.

The speed of movement is getting faster and faster.

The monks in the other location were also moving faster and faster.

The two sides joined together. Without much command, those who had Spirit Replenishing Pills took them and stood in the outer circle, while those who didn't hide in the middle and smashed talismans. They slowly moved towards the group of cultivators in the upper left.

When the sky was at its darkest, the three monks finally met up.

With more people around, Zhong Lingxin was finally no longer standing on the outer circle.

She sheathed the Soul-Slaying Sword and focused on playing the Phoenix Harp.

After a brief discussion, the cultivators from the three locations placed the severely injured and unable-to-fighting cultivators in the middle, while the remaining cultivators, except for Zhong Lingxin, split into two teams.

One team attacks the wolf pack while the other team rests.

The time it takes for two incense sticks to burn alternates once.

Zhong Lingxin tossed a Spirit-Replenishing Pill into her mouth and continued playing the piano without hesitation.

This time, she had time to observe the wolf pack surrounding them.

The low, short howls of wolves rang out intermittently, urging the pack to attack.

Zhong Lingxin listened carefully and discovered that the wolf king was running around. It did not stay in one place, but ran around the cultivators' Hunyuan Formation. Wherever a cultivator was a little slow to react, it would mobilize the wolf pack to attack that place.

Several leading cultivators also noticed it, and they gathered together to discuss how to deal with the wolf king.

But the wolf king was truly cunning; it stayed away from the battle and only directed the fighting from a distance.

Among the cultivators present, the highest level was only two Golden Core cultivators (except for Xuan Yuan, who remained hidden and observed the battle, and would not intervene unless Zhong Lingxin was in danger). They were not confident that they could break through the wolf pack's encirclement and kill the wolf king.

Zhong Lingxin played the phoenix zither with increasing ease, the syllables seeming to emanate from her heart. She adjusted the rhythm and direction of her playing according to the wolf pack's attack.

Several times, the wolf king's attacks were thwarted by Zhong Lingxin's zither music, making him three beats slower and failing to achieve his goal of biting and injuring the cultivators.

The sky gradually brightened.

The wolf king began to get impatient, and its short, low howls became more and more frequent.

As dawn broke, the dim moonlight gradually faded, and the distant mountains appeared before the cultivators like ferocious beasts.

The monks were delighted.

As dawn broke, these young Qi Refining cultivators, who were venturing out for their first training mission, no longer needed to expend their divine sense to survey the battlefield.

Throughout the night, they dared not relax for a moment, pushing their spiritual senses to the limit, their heads throbbing with pain.

Zhong Lingxin played the Phoenix Zither for half the night, which also consumed a lot of her spiritual energy.

She was also pale and sweating profusely.