And so, Li Fan and Senior Sister Zhao received their orders and descended from the mountain.
Due to the mass deaths of mortals, the concentration of 'Immortal Plague' in the environnt skyrocketed.
To prepare for this, before their departure, Sect Master Ji provided them with a generous supply of resources, including the Creation Purple Gold Pill.
However, this wasn’t enough to entirely ease their heavy hearts.
After confirming that 'Immortal Plague' could infect multiple tis, they realized that no matter how well-prepared or protected they were, constantly being in contact would inevitably lead to reinfection.
The painful mories of being infected just a month ago were still fresh in their minds.
As cultivators, it had been a long ti since they experienced sothing worse than death.
If this tornt were to repeat again and again…
That kind of suffering might be worse than simply ending it all.
Of course, this was rely a mont of frustration.
Both Senior Sister Zhao and Li Fan were wholeheartedly dedicated to the Dao, seeking Immortality, and wouldn’t easily give up their lives.
But orders were absolute, and even though Senior Sister Zhao held the esteed position of the future sect master of Grand Dao Sect, she could only obediently follow instructions.
"This situation seems a bit odd. I’ve made inquiries, and although the other nine sects have also sent their disciples out into the world, at most, they sent True Desciples . I haven’t heard of any sect, like our Grand Dao Sect, sending out soone of 'Dao Child' status!" Li Fan slightly shook his head, his eyes full of confusion.
"Senior Sister, you are the next in line to beco the sect master, an incredibly noble position. Especially in these turbulent tis, what you should be doing is staying in the sect, in secluded cultivation, striving to raise your strength. Not participating in so absurd mission. What if, just what if…"
Li Fan glanced at her before continuing, "I an, if sothing were to happen to you, and you fall, how much would it cost the sect to cultivate another Dao Child?"
"All the resources they’ve invested in you up until now, would they all be wasted?"
"Sect Master Ji’s decision this ti is truly hard to understand. And none of the elders even voiced any objections…"
Senior Sister Zhao glanced at Li Fan and said calmly, "Junior Brother, you’re overthinking it. Our Dao Sect is representing of all Immortal Sects. Sending a Dao Child to represent us shows how seriously we take this matter."
"Besides…"
Her voice suddenly beca slightly somber, "Junior Brother, in the past, your assumption might have been correct. But now…"
"The tis have changed."
Li Fan was suddenly startled.
Indeed. He was still stuck in the mindset of the prosperous era of 'Great Immortal Cultivation', unable to adapt to the current reality.
In today’s cultivation world, each person held their own irreplaceable position.
The quicker a Dao Child increased their cultivation, the more of a threat they beca in the eyes of the sect elders.
In the past, one could cultivate together with the sect. If soone didn’t want to beco the sect master, they could simply retire as a Grand Elder and pass on the position.
But now, not interested in being the sect master? Fine, but you can’t continue holding onto the 'Heaven-Slaying Dao Scripture', right? You’ll have to switch your cultivation thod!
Who could accept that?
Therefore, suppressing the growth of 'Dao Children' had beco the logical outco.
Realizing this, Li Fan fell silent.
The two followed the trail of blood-red light in the sky, arriving at a desolate ruin.
They rembered that just a few years ago, this was a thriving mortal city, with a population of at least 500,000.
But now, there was not a trace of life left.
Scanning with their divine senses, they saw that the ruins were filled with the corpses of mortals.
n, won, young, old—no one was spared. The horrific scene was sothing that even the most terrifying nightmare couldn’t conjure.
"What utter madness…"
Murderous intent flashed in Senior Sister Zhao’s eyes as she cautiously protected herself from the Immortal Plague still lingering below, casting a spell to trace the perpetrator’s tracks.
"Let’s go!"
Monts later, after finding their target, Senior Sister Zhao transford into a beam of light and flew away swiftly.
Li Fan hurried to follow.
He lagged slightly behind, and when he caught up, he found Senior Sister Zhao standing there, sowhat lost and at a loss.
It turned out that the cultivator who had massacred the city had already succumbed to the Immortal Plague and died.
The culprit was already dead, leaving Senior Sister Zhao with no outlet for her burning rage.
"Were they wrong? If we didn’t have so many pills to save our lives, wouldn’t we do the sa when facing death?" For a mont, Senior Sister Zhao couldn’t help but question, feeling lost.
Li Fan was about to respond when he noticed a strange phenonon in the sky above them.
"Qu Xinfeng, a cultivator of fifty-six years, who established his Dao foundation with the 'Mountain Stone Sword'…”
“Now dead, his Dao returns to heaven!”
As the scene in the sky unfolded, a ssage instantly flashed in Li Fan’s mind.
“What is this?" Li Fan was stunned.
"Hmm?" Senior Sister Zhao also noticed the strange sight above and looked up.
Monts later, her expression darkened.
She unleashed a sword slash, trying to scatter the phenonon.
However, it seed that the vision was engraved upon the heavens, and her attack was futile.
"What is this supposed to be? A joke from the heavens?"
Li Fan remained silent.
No shared cultivation thods, Immortal Plague.
And now, these eerie "death declarations" had appeared. Who knew what else might happen in the future?
He sighed lightly.
"Let’s go, Senior Sister. There's no point staying here. The sooner we finish the mission, the sooner we can return to the sect." Li Fan advised.
After a long pause, Senior Sister Zhao didn’t respond.
She simply obliterated the body of Qu Xinfeng, who had committed the massacre but had now fallen victim to the 'Immortal Plague'.
Only then did she turn into a streak of light and fly off.
The next two years were spent traveling across the Xuanhuang Realm, preventing countless tragedies.
They killed nurous insane cultivators and saved many mortal lives.
Once news of the 'Great Migration Plan' spread, the remaining cultivators gradually cald down, no longer slaughtering mortals so recklessly.
Of course, so sporadic incidents couldn’t be avoided.
There were places the two couldn’t reach, where their efforts fell short.
Having completed the sect master’s task, the two were preparing to return to the sect as planned.
However, an unexpected order caught them off guard.
Sect Master Ji Changxi declared that the 'Great Migration Plan' had officially begun.
They were not to return just yet.
They were to remain in the Xuanhuang Realm and assist in coordinating the various sects, helping to carry out this crucial plan for all cultivators.
Li Fan, seeing Senior Sister Zhao’s face darken to the point where it almost dripped with anger, didn’t dare to speak.
He had no idea how to comfort her, so he simply stood silently by her side.
After a long while, Senior Sister Zhao’s expression returned to normal.
She smiled gracefully. "Let’s go, Junior Brother."
"Orders are orders, after all."
For so reason, seeing Senior Sister Zhao’s smile filled Li Fan with an indescribable sense of fear.
“Heh, yes, Senior Sister.” He responded cautiously, hurrying to comply.
In the blink of an eye, a hundred years had passed.
With the collective efforts of all cultivators, the Great Migration Plan was successfully completed.
All the mortals had been relocated to various 'cave heavens' and 'small worlds', and the Xuanhuang Realm was left empty.
After being away from their sect for over a century, Senior Sister Zhao and Li Fan were finally able to return.
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