Chapter 93: She Opened the Spacetime Portal!

At this moment, inside the Sect Leader's training hall of the Tian Shu Sect.

Ning Jinli has already absorbed the Internal Strength of more than ten Tian Shu Sect traitors.

These top Tian Shu Sect masters, having exhausted their Internal Strength, fell to the ground one after another.

In an instant, they turned into the appearance of elderly people with white hair and wrinkled faces.

"Sect Leader... we... may we leave now?"

The crowd hunched their backs, their faces aged, their complexion ashen, and only in their cloudy eyes lingered a faint hope for life.

Although they have only a few years left to live and have become useless, at least they are still alive.

Ye Zhiqiu ignored them and directly summoned the sect's enforcer.

Everyone was stunned, then hurriedly knelt and cried, "Sect Leader... we realize our mistake!"

"Please, Sect Leader, spare us!"

"Didn't you promise us that if we gave all our Internal Strength to your daughter, you would grant us a way out?"

Ye Zhiqiu responded with a cold, chilling smile.

In front of them, he ordered the enforcer, "Betraying the sect, slaughtering four hundred of my disciples—such a crime is unforgivable; execution would be too lenient. Imprison these traitors until death, without release, and use them as test subjects for the disciples' martial practice."

"Yes, Sect Leader!" the enforcer immediately led men to drag the traitors away.

The traitors who had just been wailing now could not even cry.

Now they finally realized what true despair is.

They no longer have any chance to eke out the remaining years of their lives; what awaits them are days more painful than death...

Whoa!

Suddenly, a windless movement stirred around Ning Jinli.

Ye Zhiqiu could feel an invisible energy swirling around her.

Ning Jinli's pupils flashed with a ring of light, and the energy's fluctuation grew increasingly evident.

"Daughter, what's happening?" Ye Zhiqiu asked anxiously, having never seen such a situation before.

Ning Jinli gave no reply; her mind was intensely focused, all attention fixed on the faintly appearing Spacetime Portal entrance before her.

She continuously circulated Internal Strength with the Tian Xuan Heart Method, followed her intuition, and extended both hands.

At that moment, the previously sensed invisible barrier in front seemed to materialize; as her palm reached out, a transparent ripple spread before her, gradually turning into a Fluorescent Vortex.

She thought briefly and poured Internal Strength continuously into both palms.

Immediately she saw the Fluorescent Vortex expanding, and within it the scene of her small factory storage became increasingly clear.

Until this Spacetime Portal was fully opened, Ning Jinli still found it hard to believe.

"I... did it?" she stared blankly at her own hands.

Ye Zhiqiu was bewildered, "Did what? Daughter, what just happened?"

Ning Jinli snapped back, pointing at the Spacetime Portal entrance that appeared in the training hall, "Mom, can you see it?"

Although past experience showed that only she and Xiao Qidi could see such a Spacetime Portal, she still hoped her mother could see it.

Ye Zhiqiu glanced where she pointed, "Seen... what?"

"Fine, you can't see it," Ning Jinli said helplessly, "I opened a Spacetime Portal, the kind I told you about. It used to appear on its own; after I mastered the Tian Xuan Heart Method today, I don't know why, but I felt I could see it here, so I seized the hallucination-like feeling and tried it, and it actually succeeded."

Ye Zhiqiu said joyfully, "So that means you can now come directly to me at any time?"

Ning Jinli nodded.

"Great!" Ye Zhiqiu embraced her daughter, "That way, even if I can't return to the modern world, seeing you will be very convenient!"

Then she released her embrace and urged, "Now hurry back first. You've been in this world for quite a while; people over there probably think you've disappeared! Especially your Su Yi, who must be frantic! Go back quickly to report you're safe, don't make them worry!"

She had already heard her daughter speak of being expelled from the family by Ning Hai ten years ago and then taken in by Su Qinglan.

For the person who had painstakingly cared for her daughter for ten years, she felt grateful and, like her daughter, regarded her as a benefactor.

If she could return herself, she would have to visit personally to give thanks.

"Mom, then I ask you to look after Xiao Qidi here first; he needs proper rest to heal. I won't take him with me; I'll go back alone," Ning Jinli said.

Ye Zhiqiu nodded repeatedly, "Don't worry, don't worry, go quickly."

Ning Jinli stepped forward and entered the Spacetime Portal.

In the blink of an eye, she returned to the small factory storage.

Looking at the familiar surroundings, she let out a heavy sigh of relief.

I'm back...

Finally back!

The feeling is as hazy as just waking from a dream.

Not long ago I thought I would perish together with Xiao Qidi in Zhuiyingjian, but unexpectedly, by a turn of misfortune into fortune, not only consumed the Inner Core of the Transform into Jiao Giant Snake, but also escaped the dire situation in a way beyond imagination, and even unexpectedly met my mother.

I even learned the Tian Xuan Heart Method because of this, and thus personally opened a Spacetime Portal connecting to my mother's side!

What does turning misfortune into fortune mean?

Isn't that exactly it!

Ning Jinli glanced back at the Spacetime Portal entrance; within the slowly rotating Fluorescent Vortex, she could see her mother peeking from the other side.

She couldn't help but walk back again.

"Ah! Why did you return so quickly?" Ye Zhiqiu widened his eyes, "You just vanished before my eyes, and I thought... everything that happened between your appearance and disappearance was a dream..."

"Mom!" Ning Jinli's nose tinged with emotion, and she rushed into her arms, "I previously discovered that Spacetime Portals can be upgraded, and now I can open a portal myself. I believe we can definitely find a way for you to see it and walk back like I did!"

"Alright... I believe you," Ye Zhiqiu's eyes were slightly red, "My precious daughter is the best."

Ning Jinli calmed her emotions before passing through the Spacetime Portal again.

Since the phone she carried was used for fire on the day it fell into the ravine, she couldn't call Su Qinglan right away.

Moreover, to prevent employees from seeing things vanish out of thin air when she was transporting supplies in the future, no one was assigned to guard this warehouse area.

Ning Jinli couldn't find anyone to lend her a phone, so she had to go to the office building to look for a landline.

So she opened the storage cabinet in the small warehouse, took out a set of clothes and shoes, changed into them, and then headed straight for the office building.

As she walked, she suddenly felt something was off.

From a distant production area came a noisy sound, as if many people had gathered there.

Ning Jinli looked in the direction the sound was coming from and, from far away, saw a huge crowd of people, with several security guards maintaining order nearby.

Ning Jinli's heart skipped a beat.

Could the factory have had an accident?

She didn't have time to think further and hurried toward the crowd.

"What happened?" Ning Jinli asked a security guard.

The security guard didn't know her, took her for a factory worker, and only told her not to get in the way and to hurry back to the employee dormitory.

Ning Jinli took advantage of the guard being overwhelmed, squeezed into the crowd to ask around, and finally pieced together a bit of the situation.

She also heard that the factory director was overseeing the situation up ahead, and she was about to push through when she suddenly heard some arguing.

Even without using her internal strength, her current visual and auditory abilities—basic bodily functions—were far stronger than an ordinary person's.

Although many people had gathered outside the incident workshop at this moment, they were only discussing things, and no one was arguing.

Ning Jinli focused, pricked up her ears to listen carefully to where the arguing was coming from, and quickly realized it was coming from inside the workshop.

Besides her, no one else could hear it.

A bad premonition rose in her heart.

First, she had heard that the factory director had sent a dozen or so security guards into the workshop to check the situation; since an argument had broken out, it showed the situation was bad.

Second, although she couldn't make out exactly what they were arguing about, the sound of the quarrel was clearly growing more intense, a sign that the conflict was escalating.

The situation was urgent; Ning Jinli didn't have time to go find Zheng Houcheng to discuss countermeasures.

After a brief thought, she decided to sneak into the workshop herself.

Doing this was actually the safest option, because given her current condition, even if the security guards and workers clashed inside, she could not only protect herself but also subdue the situation with force.

At this very moment.

Inside the workshop, the knife‑scarred Security Team Leader and his people were already arguing with a group of assembly‑line workers until their faces were flushed.

This was naturally done deliberately by the knife‑scarred lot.

From the start they were determined to cause a death; there was no way they would follow Zheng Houcheng's instructions to speak nicely with the workers inside—they would surely act in the factory's name, escalating the conflict however they could.

Moreover, there were a dozen or so accomplices hidden among the workers, covertly fanning the flames and stirring up trouble.

Seeing that the workers who didn't know the truth were already fuming, they were just a hair's breadth away from losing control and erupting.

The knife‑scarred man deliberately raised his chin and sneered, "What makes you think you can cause trouble? You're just a bunch of good‑for‑nothings who only know how to whine—you're not even worthy of licking our factory's shoe soles! What if we don't pay your wages? Throwing you a few bones is already a favor from our factory! Don't push your luck, damn it!"

Those words were nothing short of an insult.

The workers, who usually toiled diligently on the assembly line, were so angry their veins bulged.

Moreover, this group had voluntarily delayed their own meals to take shifts so that their coworkers could eat first.

Even though during their time at the factory they had still held a decent impression of the director, today too many things had happened one after another, and after already arguing with the security guards, hearing this tirade of humiliation left them unable to stay rational.

The troublemakers hiding in the crowd, seizing the moment, shouted, "Screw his ancestors! Are we really going to let a few dogs kept in this lousy factory bully us? Brothers! Get him!"

One stone stirred up a thousand waves!

The moment the shout fell, the workers exploded, roaring as they charged at the security guards.

Bang!

A thud.

The youngster who rushed first to the knife‑scarred Security Team Leader was hit in the ribs by his uppercut, flying backward two meters.

Then came the sound of fists hitting flesh; the other ten security guards showed no mercy, knocking down a crowd in the blink of an eye.

They had come prepared, and all were trained fighters—how could a mere bunch of ordinary factory workers be a match?

The knife‑scarred Security Team Leader continued to jeer loudly, "You say you're good‑for‑nothings and still won't admit it? Even if two hundred of you swarmed me, I'd beat you like I'm beating a grandson! And you still dare to oppose our factory director? Trash!"

"Ah!" a worker shouted in furious rage.

Those hiding behind the crowd, stirring up trouble, immediately yelled, "Grab weapons! Fight it out with the lackeys!"

The workers, furious to the extreme, without a thought immediately looked for something nearby.

The workshop was in utter chaos, with damaged products and equipment parts scattered everywhere.

Someone quickly snatched up a handy object from the mess, not even overlooking a half‑finished mop handle.

Clang!

Someone else threw out the maintenance toolbox.

Wrenches, hammers, screwdrivers and the like were scattered across the floor, then snatched up by everyone, each taken as a weapon.

A vicious smile appeared in the knife‑scarred Security Team Leader's eyes.

Good.

This was exactly the effect he wanted.

When his men end up killing someone, after the police get involved in the investigation, his side can still claim self‑defense, even avoiding jail time.

After all, the workers, their heads hot with rage, were all holding makeshift weapons.

But he and his security guards were all bare‑handed.

"Come on! Give them a taste of their own medicine, let these damned security guards know we're not to be messed with!" a shout rose from the crowd.

The crowd's blood boiled, and they surged forward, brandishing an assortment of makeshift weapons.

The workshop instantly descended into chaos.

Dao Tiao Lian and his subordinates moved with agility, swinging their fists wildly in the crowd; within minutes, over a dozen employees were injured and fell.

Yet Dao Tiao Lian and his people remained unharmed.

Another dozen or so individuals responsible for stirring up trouble among the workers retreated to the factory corner; all they needed to do was wait for Dao Tiao Lian's group to beat a few workers to death, then their mission would be considered complete.

A security guard spotted an opportunity, locking his killing target onto a middle-aged man who had collapsed from exhaustion, intending to kick and shatter the man's temple amid the chaos.

Ning Jinli's clear voice rang out: "All of you, stop! Don't hit anymore!"

Her voice was extremely penetrating.

The security guard who was about to kill heard it loud and clear.

He glanced at it with the corner of his eye.

In the chaotic crowd like a pot of porridge, a tall figure was rushing toward this side.

He snorted inwardly, never expecting a woman among the workers; not dodging away would be forgivable, yet she dares to show off—what courage!

Fine, this is her delivering herself to our door.

After killing this middle-aged man in front of us, we'll conveniently kill her too!

The thought flashed through his mind, and the security guard lifted his foot to kick hard at the side of the man's head.

Just as the tip of his leather shoe was about to strike the man's temple—

The tall figure shot forward like an arrow released from a bow, knocking him flat on his back in an instant.

He sucked in a cold breath, rubbed his aching ribs from the impact, and pushed himself up.

"Uncle! Uncle, wake up!" Ning Jinli knelt beside the middle-aged man, gripping his shoulder and shouting.

"I… I'm fine…" the middle-aged man opened his eyes, speaking weakly, "It's too chaotic here, fighting has broken out… you'd better run quickly."

Seeing he was unharmed, Ning Jinli breathed a sigh of relief, turned and glared at that security guard: "Are you crazy? You want to beat someone to death? What kind of security guard are you?!"

"Heh, you're really pretty, a bit of a pity." The security guard sneered, and as he spoke he raised his fist to smash toward Ning Jinli.

This punch was fast and fierce, aimed straight at her face.

He was absolutely confident it would at least knock her out.

Then later we can kill her together with the collapsed middle-aged man.