Chapter 210: Chapter 210

Two chapters have already been heavily revised.

Jiang Tu let out two hums, watching Senior Brother Qian's body split in half, and said, "He was killed by a single palm strike, and his soul wasn't extracted before death."

"Senior Brother Qian, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Jiang Yu reached out and covered his eyes.

What does it have to do with you? He was trying to save me; otherwise, he alone could have escaped.

I deeply regret that after Foundation Establishment I only chased advancement and didn't agree to hold a wedding for him.

Senior Brother Qian, this time I'll agree to you; after we return to the sect we'll get married," Senior Sister Wu said, tears falling onto Senior Brother Qian's face.

Gu Bingwen, who followed, pulled Jiang Yu aside, silently saying, "Don't provoke her now; come with me to subdue the other two senior brothers."

Jiang Yu looked up and already saw the Nascent Soul cultivators, after inspection, Senior Brother Tao and others, moving the cultivators' corpses from a distance.

She shook her head, sat down and told Senior Sister Wu about Master Yuan, "Senior Sister, if you want to hit or scold, I'll bear it."

Senior Sister Wu trembled her shoulders, slowly turned to her, "You go, go!"

Gu Bingwen sighed, pulled Jiang Yu again, "Senior Sister Wu wants to claim a Nascent Soul; she had not previously accepted Senior Brother Qian's proposal."

But the person is gone, and it was to save her; she feels as guilty as you.

The two went to the other two senior brothers; Jiang Yu silently watched their faces in pre‑death agony, and a torrent of hatred surged in her heart.

"I must kill that person, I have to… *pfft! *" Jiang Yu spat out a mouthful of blood; Gu Bingwen hurriedly grabbed her wrist to take her pulse.

Tao Wenche and three others were startled by her, exchanged glances, then quickly moved the bodies aside, planning to cremate them later.

Jiang Tu flew over and slapped Jiang Yu's forehead: "You idiot, your anger is useless, you know you can't beat them, yet you issue a mission!"

We have nothing else; the Geng metal has four pieces.

I have to say, the one who knows Jiang Yu best is still Jiang Tu.

"Alright, after returning to camp I'll issue the mission immediately." Jiang Yu kept her word; as soon as she got back to the camp she went straight to the resident Master Lin.

Master Lin poured her tea to soothe her: "Jiang Yu, everyone knows that the Demon Race creature is formidable; no one will take it.

Instead of looking for a Nascent Soul cultivator, better to seek Xuantang Xingjun."

"I don't have what he needs, but perhaps a senior Nascent Soul from the Ghost Realm might step in." Jiang Yu thought, but clearly couldn't move the Divine Transformation.

"Elder, I'm reporting to you; I'll head to the Ghost Realm in a moment.

I've kept saying I'll detoxify for you, but it always takes up time.

Childish, it's too unsafe for you to go alone this late.

Better to find that little snake, go ask the Demon King to escort you to the Library Tower.

Sigh, speaking of it, it's not that the two acted recklessly; Master Yuan is still under our surveillance.

As for me, after detoxifying I need to rest; the secret realm may close at any time, so I don't have time to heal. Master Lin spoke with a certain cadence, also urging Jiang Yu to drink tea.

"Jiang Yu, we Daoist sect cultivators, within our capabilities, …

Cultivation is not about cutting off emotions and desires, but about cultivating one's true heart, walking one's own Dao.

If the rescued later kills, it has nothing to do with the one who saved them.

Does that mean that from now on, when you encounter someone in need during your trials, you won't help them?

"Elder, I will rescue those of my level. If I discover they commit evil, I will have the power to swiftly eradicate them." Jiang Yu, unguarded before him, finished her tea, then lay still on the table.

"Elder Lin, you still have a way." Jiang Tu gave a thumbs‑up, and now it didn't want Jiang Yu's spirit to waver; a nap would be good for her.

It looked at Master Lin, who called a disciple to fetch Wan Xiyue, and while waiting asked, "Elder, do you think the ghost cultivators will intervene?"

"If they are still steadfast in demon‑clearing, they will."

The only fear is that the Cave Heaven contains more than just this few Demon Race. Master Lin, thinking of the increasing number of Nascent Souls appearing, worried for the Foundation Establishment disciples.

The Grand Void Sect this time admitted sixty‑four Foundation Establishment disciples, oh no, subtract Jiang Bai the Nascent Soul, leaving only eighteen at the camp.

And the disciples scattered elsewhere, we don't know how many will survive.

He looked up at the night sky, truly hoping the disciples will prioritize survival above all.

In fact, all Grand Void Sect disciples have heard the sect leader say, treasure‑hunting is minor, survival first.

So, the lone Deng Yuanwu, upon noticing a Nascent Soul approaching from outside his hideout, decisively abandoned the place, slipped underground for a hundred li, then hurriedly concealed himself in flight.

Not long after, he saw cultivators dueling; intending to slip away silently, he realized one of them was Senior Brother Tang.

The sect leader's direct disciple!

Deng Yuanwu switched to a silent approach, and from behind Tang's opponent launched a swift, precise, ruthless ice‑soul cold needle, instantly killing him.

"Junior Brother Deng?" Tang, recognizing him, let out a slight sigh of relief; the two quickly cleared the battlefield.

While they were exchanging recent experiences, a figure cloaked in black, emitting a swift fleeing light, approached rapidly.

"Bad, this person just tried to break my cave…" Deng Yuanwu prepared to vanish again.

But Senior Brother Tang grabbed him, crushed the teleportation jade talisman, causing the pursuing cultivators to miss.

In the dim haze, one could discern that the cultivator was Master Yuan; however, she now had disheveled hair, a furious face, and a male voice rang out: "Hmph, if you dare delay my escape speed again, I'll crush your soul."

"If I die, do you intend to possess a female body?" Master Yuan's voice appeared; she must stop the other from further killing and soul‑devouring, lest she become a public enemy in the secret realm.

With that line, the Demon Race fell silent; she went further, "Return the control of the body to me, and I can help you find a late Nascent Soul male cultivator to possess."

The Demon Race laughed, "Hehe, a promise is a promise."

"A promise is a promise." Master Yuan, wanting to live, thus had to let others die.

…

Jiang Yu slept soundly through the night; when she awoke it was already mid‑morning, yet the camp showed no signs of being dismantled.

She sat up, "Jiang Tu, cooperate with Elder Lin and give me the medicine."

Jiang Tu nodded heavily, daring to act, "Right, you're in poor condition; now you look fine.

Let me tell you some good news: last night the Nascent Soul cultivators formed a response team, and many cultivators arrived, including eight Grand Void Sect disciples.

The current plan has changed, the treasure hunt is temporarily suspended.

"The Golden Cores have realized the demon's destructive power—pretty good." Jiang Yu got up to wash her face, tying up her hair that had been grown with spiritual power.

When Wan Xiyue came in carrying the food box, she saw her drawing talismans and said, "Your spirit is fine, come have some soup."

Jiang Yu finished drawing one and asked, "Senior Sister, have you seen Bi Luo?"

"Grabbing the fruit, it's begging its ancestor to open the door." Wan Xiyue didn't mention last night's affair; persuasion is useless. Only if True Person Yuan dies and the demon is slain can Jiang Yu get past this hurdle.

She placed a bottle of medicine on the table: "I used the Poison Scripture you gave me from the Five Poisons Sect to refine a furnace of poison pills; take them for self-defense."

Jiang Yu collected them and asked, "Beauty's Tear?"

Wan Xiyue ladled the soup: "Without ingredients, I refined the Seven-Step Sever Spirit Pill."

When it explodes in battle on an enemy's body, it can cause their spiritual power to stagnate after seven steps.

I tested it with my senior brother; after seven steps he couldn't use his spiritual power, but only for twenty breaths.

"Thanks to True Person Du, twenty breaths are enough to kill a Golden Core." Jiang Yu silently calculated: one breath equals three seconds, so twenty breaths equal one minute.

She gulped down the soup and said, "I'm going to find Bi Luo."

"Eh eh eh, I haven't finished drinking yet." Jiang Tu chased out, biting his bowl.