It was provocation, so wild and passionate.
It was displayed so brazenly in front of the other Shengling Sect Disciples.
Liang Liying, at the foot of the mountain, trembled with rage, her small face pale, but she hadn't lost her mind yet.
She took out a Jade Slip for communication and spoke into it repeatedly, summoning the other Disciples of the Shengling Sect.
Calling for people, lots and lots of people.
Time passed bit by bit, and the Shengling Sect and Ba Ling Sect did not launch another attack.
“Rest well, those with injuries should recover, and those without injuries should adapt to the Foundation Establishment Realm as soon as possible.”
Qian Duoduo instructed them one by one.
Wang Longyu, with Qi Bingsheng, specifically contacted other Disciples of their sect, but few responded.
The situation was not optimistic.
However, Qian Duoduo believed in Nangong Nizi and Dugu Yunshan. They wouldn't get into trouble, after all, their strength was evident.
Three days later, the sky of the Ghost Head Secret Realm became a bit darker.
Qian Duoduo looked towards the altar; it was darkest there.
When they left, they were in a bit of a hurry, and the nine soul-summoning banners on the altar were not put away.
Now that he thought about it, he remembered that the soul-summoning banners were horizontal when they left.
“Will it not continue to attract Sha Souls there? If they are attracted, what will happen?”
Qian Duoduo was a bit afraid to think further.
In his heart, he knew that there must be an Artifact Spirit in this Secret Realm.
Before the Artifact Spirit of an Immortal Artifact, a Foundation Establishment Cultivator was nothing but trash.
The Ba Ling Sect and Shengling Sect at the foot of the mountain were also a bit strange.
They didn't attack, nor did they retreat, and they hadn't been able to gather people these past few days.
If the Disciples of the Refining Spirit Sect were in danger, then were the Disciples of their two sects also in danger?
While he was thinking wildly, two figures flew over from the Ba Ling Sect's side, far away.
Their speed was extremely fast; they were clearly not ordinary Xiong Jun.
“Could it be Zeng Ruohai and Shikong Lin returning?”
Before Qian Duoduo could see who it was, he heard two female voices.
The one in front said: “Zhao Haonan, aren't you tired? If you're tired, should I fly slower?”
A leisurely voice drifted from behind.
“You see, I haven't even broken a sweat? How could I be tired? I think your short legs are trembling a bit, overexertion! Do you want Sister to give the little girl a massage?”
“Oh, just follow behind and enjoy the farts.”
Conversations between women are always like icebergs colliding; the cruelest wounds are always buried beneath the surface.
“Nizi! Over here.”
Before Qian Duoduo could speak, Deng Feihong exited the Formation and shouted to Nangong Nizi in front.
The one chasing Nangong Nizi was Zhao Haonan, the number one Xiong Jun of the Shengling Sect.
Deng Feihong and Nangong Nizi were not familiar with each other.
However, the enemy of an enemy is a friend.
Of course, if Nangong Nizi were Cao Yueying, that would be an exception.
As soon as she went out, Qian Duoduo naturally had to go out too.
At this moment, one more person meant one more strength, one more safety.
Temporarily withdrawing the Formation facing the Ba Ling Sect, Qian Duoduo had everyone shout together.
“Refining Spirit Sect, gather here!”
Nangong Nizi clearly saw the situation on Turtle Mountain and immediately flew towards them.
Seeing her fly over, the Ba Ling Sect members all looked at Pang Yunxiao.
Pang Yunxiao stood up first, saw Qian Duoduo and Deng Feihong had already descended halfway down the mountain, then sat back down cross-legged, muttering:
“The grudges between the Refining Spirit Sect and the Shengling Sect are not to be involved in.”
Seeing him like this, the other Disciples also sat down cross-legged.
Nangong Nizi flashed past the Ba Ling Sect Disciples, arrived beside Qian Duoduo and Deng Feihong, immediately turned around, and said with a smile to Zhao Haonan:
“I'm home. I invite you to come over, and we can compare whose legs are longer?”
Zhao Haonan spat.
“Your legs are long; besides your hair, your whole body is legs!”
She pinched her slender waist and was about to turn and leave.
Deng Feihong rushed half a step forward.
“Tsk tsk tsk! A sword body is just beautiful. Looking from top to bottom, it's one leg; looking from bottom to top, it's also one leg. There's no seam in between.”
As soon as she spoke, Pang Yunxiao and the others could no longer sit steadily, their bodies trembling one by one, trying hard to suppress their laughter.
Zhao Haonan's face was flushed red; one mouth could not contend with many tongues. Her Flying Sword drew a white light under her feet, and she flew away into the distance.
Although she had achieved The Righteous Foundation Establishment, she was not arrogant and was not confident she could defeat Qian Duoduo, Deng Feihong, and Nangong Nizi combined.
Nangong Nizi affectionately held Deng Feihong's arm.
“Good Senior Sister, meeting you this time, you look even more beautiful than before.”
Returning to Turtle Pit, Nangong Nizi was surprised to see so many Disciples of their sect having achieved The Righteous Foundation Establishment, but she quickly calmed down.
Like Deng Feihong, The Righteous Foundation Establishment was a big secret for each person, and asking would not yield an answer.
Actually, this was no secret; it was just that they hadn't asked.
On the Shengling Sect's side, they somehow contacted Zhao Haonan.
When Zhao Haonan and Liang Liying met, the two pointed at Qian Duoduo and his group, lowering their heads and whispering, not knowing what they were saying.
They whispered for a long time, but nothing came out.
In the following days, three Disciples arrived from the Ba Ling Sect, bringing their total to ten people.
One Disciple came from the Shengling Sect, making them only nine people.
As for Qian Duoduo and his group, they were still sixteen, and there was still no news from Dugu Yunshan, whom they most wanted to see.
On the altar's side, the sky was getting darker and darker, and Qian Duoduo's heart was constantly in turmoil.
He wished for time to pass quickly, or for Dugu Yunshan to arrive, after which they would directly rush down the mountain and escape towards the Secret Realm exit.
“Wait three more days.”
Qian Duoduo asked everyone, “Within three days, if Senior Brother Dugu still has no news, we will borrow a path down the mountain from the Ba Ling Sect's side and head towards the Secret Realm exit. Does anyone have any opinions?”
Wang Longyu, along with Qi Bingsheng and others, loudly replied: “No opinion, we listen to Senior Brother Bu Huan.”
Deng Feihong slapped her knee.
“That big idiot Dugu is just troublesome. He's always on his own and doesn't even bother to reply. If he had replied earlier, wouldn't we have gone home earlier?”
She only dared to say such things behind his back.
If Dugu Yunshan were really here, she wouldn't dare say it. That would be asking for trouble.
Nangong Nizi lowered her head and scanned around, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.
But if everyone left, she would definitely follow.
These past few days, while Qian Duoduo was observing the altar, Nangong Nizi was also observing.
Judging by her reaction, she also sensed that something was amiss.
“Good, everyone agrees. The path out of the Secret Realm may not be easy. However, since we've come this far, no matter how difficult the path, we must forge a Dao, and no matter how difficult the path, we can still charge through.”
Qian Duoduo distributed one hundred Yin Yang Spring Breeze Scissors, one hundred Wolf Fang Black Iron Hammers, and ten bottles of Spirit Liquid to each person.
When he gave them to Nangong Nizi, she softly said thanks.
“Thank you, Estate Master.” Deng Feihong took the items, giggled, and put them into her Storage Pouch.
The others, however, solemnly cupped their fists towards Qian Duoduo.
Between men, if they always say thank you, it seems insincere and distant.
With a time set to return to the sect, everyone began to eagerly anticipate it.
If they could return to the sect safely from this Secret Realm, it would be absolutely perfect.
It would be the best explanation for the sect, for their Family, and for themselves.
On the third day, hour after hour passed. Just as Qian Duoduo was about to speak and announce their departure, Nangong Nizi pointed towards the Shengling Sect's side: “Someone's coming, it looks like Senior Brother Dugu!”