Quick Transmigration: Underdog Turns out to be Untouchable Chapter 711 - 638: Stepping onto the Peak 47 (4,000 Words)

Under verification, both Mu Lisheng and Wan Yuan were naturally true disciples of the Li Tian Sect, and there was no doubt about their identities.

Qian Mu and Ling Zhan went over to help the two untie their bonds. Qian Mu smiled and said, "We truly offended you before, please don’t take it personally. As you can see, we couldn’t distinguish your real identity, and we had no choice but to do so."

Mu Lisheng and Wan Yuan, whose tied bodies were sowhat stiff, were originally very angry. However, after seeing that there were indeed people impersonating disciples of the Li Tian Sect and Wuji Sect, they weren’t angry anymore.

Because their hearts suddenly felt heavy, worry and panic took precedence, and they couldn’t afford to be angry anymore, leaving only concern for their situation.

Before entering the Secret Realm, they never imagined that this journey would be so fraught with danger. People from other factions had infiltrated the Secret Realm, bearing malice yet wearing the guise of their own people. The thought was truly terrifying.

Cold sweat was all over Mu Lisheng and Wan Yuan’s backs, and from the previous chase, it seed that the opponents had co prepared. Those entering had relatively high cultivation, while many of the Li Tian Sect and Wuji Sect disciples had relatively low cultivation, leaving them almost defenseless upon encountering the enemies.

After confirming there were no problems with their identities, the few of them sat around the bonfire to eat, while those who were impostors were tied up like a bunch of dumplings for the Dragon Boat Festival and thrown aside.

Mu Lisheng, who had been shouting for help earlier, now couldn’t speak due to a hoarse voice, so she assisted in cooking. Her culinary skills were excellent, making the roasted at even more fragrant, but unfortunately, everyone’s mind wasn’t on food at that mont, wasting her good skills.

Murong Huating tore off a piece of roasted rabbit at, elegantly delivering a piece into his mouth, yet his eyes stared blankly at the fire, lost in thought, with a cold and severe expression that seed to ward off strangers.

Wan Yuan, poking at the fire in front of him, said heavily, "These impostors posing as disciples are indeed from Li Tian Sect and Wuji Sect. Previously, one of the Wuji Sect disciples who chased was soone I had t once when visiting a friend at the Wuji Sect."

Throwing a piece of wood into the fire, Wan Yuan couldn’t help but sigh, "When I went to the Wuji Sect, I even swapped sothing fun with him. Back then, I thought he had a gentle temperant. It puzzled how both his temper and cultivation changed so quickly when he chased , but I didn’t think much of it, being in a daze from the chase. Now it makes sense because they were all impostors and wouldn’t recognize ."

Mu Lisheng hugged her knees, sitting in front of the fire, absentmindedly chewing the fish in her mouth. After a long silence, she suddenly said, "What do you think happened to those real disciples when these impostors pretending to be from the Li Tian Sect and Wuji Sect entered the Secret Realm?"

This topic brought even deeper silence, and no one answered Mu Lisheng’s question, but everyone knew that since these people impersonated real disciples to enter, they naturally couldn’t let the real ones expose any flaws. What truly happened to those real disciples didn’t need much speculation.

Although starving, the at roasted to perfection, thinking of the current situation robbed them of their appetite. They hurriedly filled their stomachs without savoring the taste, then sat apart to ditate and cultivate. With danger lurking everywhere, any increase in cultivation was precious.

Cultivation required a calm mind to regulate Spiritual Power, but with heavy concerns, no one could calm their minds. Without inner peace, efforts were futile, making ditation impossible.

Unable to ditate and cultivate, they could only sleep and hope to rest well. Yet, without a calm mind, sleep also eluded them, leaving them no choice but to sit together, staring at each other.

Seeing the atmosphere grow heavier, Qian Mu noticed everyone’s poor state, and couldn’t help but muster his spirits and said with a smile, "Let’s not dwell on the negatives. Look on the bright side, the situation isn’t too bad now. At least with Young Sect Master Murong here, we can distinguish friend from foe, which is better than before when we couldn’t."

"That’s right, we can’t always think negatively. The opponents are formidable, but now that we know the insider details, working together, we might not necessarily lose to them." To support Qian Mu in rallying everyone’s spirits, the usually reticent Ling Zhan rarely chid in with agreent.