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After thinking for a moment, Chen An covered his mouth with his hand and shouted to Mu Jingtai, "Third Senior Brother, you go and invite the branch sect leader first. We'll rush there as fast as we can."

Although Mu Jingtai was worried about leaving them behind, it was indeed the best solution at the moment. Without further ado, he immediately used the fastest speed.

Tank watched Mu Jingtai's departing figure, feeling very guilty. Why couldn't he have gone faster? If he had gone faster, Chen An would have been safer.

Fu Gui's little cat face was also filled with worry; it was prepared to sacrifice itself to save Chen An.

Dozens of miles away, Hua Yuan heard Chen An's voice.

He sneered, "Elder, let's see if you can live until that old fellow arrives." Then he quickened his pace.

The tank's wings flapped faster and faster, and Chen An felt a growing sense of unease.

She took out a gold-threaded robe and gave one to Shen Qinghe. Fu Gui and Tank then put on the robes that Chen An had given them last time.

Wu Siyue, now being led by Shen Qinghe, looked ashamed and secretly vowed to become stronger.

Just as they were running for their lives, a man dressed in black blocked their path.

The silk thread in his hand was particularly conspicuous in the sunlight. Chen An squinted and looked warily at Xu Shaoyang, whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

Even Shen Qinghe, who had never met him before, sensed the murderous aura emanating from this man. He gestured for Wu Siyue to step back, holding a dark green longsword in one hand.

"I am Shen Qinghe, and I do not kill nameless ghosts."

Xu Shaoyang laughed arrogantly: "You, a mere Nascent Soul cultivator who has only reached the Lesser Completion stage, dare to say such a thing? You don't even kill nameless ghosts!"

Shen Qinghe began to gather her strength, and the green longsword emitted a faint light. Xu Shaoyang, who was opposite her, actually sensed a sense of danger.

As the longsword was swung out, just as Xu Shaoyang dodged to the side, he quickly pulled Shen Qinghe into the new, fleeting tent.

Xu Shaoyang immediately released his divine sense to investigate, but the wisp of aura had already vanished without a trace.

Those who escaped were blown about by the wind. After Chen An regained some control, they made steady progress toward the branch sect.

Xu Shaoyang, who was at the Two Elements Realm, was naturally no match for Hua Yuan, who was at the Nascent Soul Realm. Even though Chen An was traveling with all his might amidst the dust, he still couldn't detect anything unusual.

Shen Qinghe looked at the figure operating the tent ahead and said with her head down, "Thank you."

Chen An turned his head, his face and ears were all red. It wasn't easy to get the young master to say thank you, but for this matter, he really didn't need to say thank you.

"You confronted Xu Shaoyang to save us. Just now, it wasn't so much that I saved you, but rather that we saved ourselves together."

After Shen Qinghe responded, she sat down with her back to Chen An and began to observe the direction from which Hua Yuan was coming.

In the distance, Xu Shaoyang was swept by a powerful aura. Just as he was about to leave, he was grabbed by the neck and lifted into the air.

"Where is he?" Hua Yuan asked coldly, looking into the distance.

Xu Shaoyang breathed heavily, and only after Hua Yuan loosened her grip a little could she speak: "Their presence has disappeared."

Before she could finish speaking, Hua Yuan smiled sinisterly, sealed Xu Shaoyang's cultivation, and released her grip.

At an altitude of ten thousand meters, Xu Shaoyang began freefall. Shen Qinghe quickly reminded him, "Hua Yuan has caught up."

Chen An immediately slowed down, withdrew his spiritual power, and the tent began to sway with the wind again.

A strong gust of wind suddenly appeared, carrying the tent towards the flower garden.

Everyone held their breath and let the tent begin to float.

It wasn't until the tent had passed within ten centimeters of the flower garden's eyes that everyone began to catch their breath.

The wind began to swirl around Hua Yuan, and the group of people also began to circle around Hua Yuan.

Chen An was ready to fight at any time, and Fu Gui and Tank were also ready.

Everyone kept their eyes fixed on what was ahead, trying their best not to cause the slightest energy fluctuation.

Time flies by, and the Flower's Lament remains stuck in place like a wooden stake.

After silently reading his mind, Chen An was very impressed by his intelligence.

Without any external assistance, he accurately guessed that Chen An and the others could not escape due to their supernatural abilities. He then controlled the wind to start swirling around him, keeping the group behind.

A powerful secret technique needs a powerful cultivator to have enough power.

The one controlling all of this is just a girl in the Core Formation stage; with enough patience, you can definitely find her.

An hour later, Qingyue, who had been sleeping, suddenly woke up. She looked at the wary looks on their faces and breathed softly.

The movement was so subtle that Chen An didn't even notice she had woken up, but Fu Gui did see it.

Fu Gui gently jumped to Qing Yue's side, tilted his head and looked at her, wanting to tell her not to speak when she opened her eyes again.

Qingyue was a smart person; once she closed her eyes, she never opened them again.

In her memory, Chen An had already been killed by her, but the person living in front of her was Chen An.

There's only one possibility: I was still in a hallucination at the time.

Chen An was someone she wanted to kill, and she was someone Chen An wanted to kill. But why would Chen An, who wished to take her life, save her?

If it were Chen An who collapsed today, what would she do?

When Fu Gui left, Chen An heard Qing Yue's inner thoughts. Her explanation was that Qing Yue was the female lead, and she wanted to ride on Qing Yue's female lead halo.

Just then, a young man's voice came: "Young Master Hua Yuan, I am the First Branch Sect Leader of Zhao Ning Sect."

This person was at the Nascent Soul stage. He wasn't particularly handsome, but he had an upright and honest appearance, making him seem very reliable.

His name is Li Houtu, and he is of the same generation as Chen An's master.

As the earliest Nascent Soul Realm cultivator of that generation, when he was compared to the current sect leader, who was also his junior brother, he was considered worthless. Fearing that his Dao heart would perish, his grandmaster sent him to establish a branch sect.

Hua Yuan's face was gloomy. Li Houtu's talent was not as good as hers, but he had been in the Nascent Soul stage for a long time. Considering how fast he arrived, she was probably no match for him.

He tilted his head and stared at Li Houtu for a long time before turning around and leaving without saying a word.

Li Houtu used his cultivation technique to retain half of the dust he wanted to take away.

It's true what they say about the female lead's halo being useful; Chen An and the others just happened to be among the remaining half.

Li Houtu clicked his tongue: "How rude."

Mu Jingtai had no time to care about Hua Yuan's attitude and shouted loudly, "Chen An, are you there?"

After Hua Yuan had gone far away, Chen An manipulated the tent and walked towards Li Houtu, finally stopping on his shoulder.

Li Houtu patted Mu Jingtai on the back, indicating that he had found it.

Halfway there, Chen An saw that all the cultivators who had passed the Core Formation stage from the branch sect were rushing here, so he packed up his tent and stood out.

Everyone looked at Chen An, who appeared out of nowhere, with great envy.

Chen An first bowed to Li Houtu to express his gratitude, and then thanked the cultivators surrounding him.

Listening to the discussions below, Chen An felt very tired.

"Those from the main sect are different; they can even use such techniques."

"She can dodge the Nascent Soul stage just by condensing her core; she's amazing."

"The two male cultivators behind that senior sister are really good-looking. One is delicate and the other is handsome. They are different from the handsome guy who asked for help."

"The strong are different from the rest. It's one thing to fight against someone in the Nascent Soul stage, but she even thanked us. She's so humble and polite. No wonder she's so powerful."

……

Li Houtu waved his hand, signaling everyone to stop talking: "Let's go back to the sect."