While Su Mo and Yang Qingxi were making their way to the eting point, they had no idea that the person who ca to receive them was currently facing a life-and-death situation.
A woman who appeared to be in her thirties stood amidst the snowy forest. She wore a blue robe with the emblem of the White Moon Sect embroidered on her back. A short sword rested firmly in her hand as she stared ahead with a serious expression.
Cold sweat trickled down her forehead.
At this mont, she was surrounded by six Grade Two Pishachas.
The twisted creatures lingered among the trees from different directions, their crimson eyes fixed on her figure. Black Yin Energy seeped from their bodies, staining the surrounding snow with an ominous aura.
The woman’s grip on her sword tightened slightly.
’This is troubleso...’
Her eyes swept across the six monsters while rapidly calculating her chances.
’How did so many powerful Pishachas gather so close to the sect?’
’The situation has beco far more dangerous than expected.’
Her expression remained calm, but inwardly she felt increasing pressure.
’With my strength, fighting two is possible.’
’Three would already be difficult.’
’Six...’
The answer was obvious.
She couldn’t fight them head-on.
Not alone.
’I need to find a breakthrough.’
’Otherwise, I’m finished.’
Then another thought surfaced in her mind, causing her expression to beco even uglier.
’I hope those two haven’t arrived yet.’
’Damn it, Qingyun!’
The woman standing there was none other than Song ilin, the acquaintance Yang Qingyun had ntioned to Yang Qingxi.
When Yang Qingyun first contacted her, Song ilin had rejected the request outright.
The current situation around White Moon Sect was unstable. Strange incidents were occurring more frequently, and even the sect was under increasing pressure.
This wasn’t the right ti for visitors.
However, Yang Qingyun hadn’t seed concerned in the slightest.
She said the visitors were her daughter and future son-in-law. Both were very strong. There was no need to worry.
Rembering those words now made Song ilin feel a headache coming on.
Just because they were talented didn’t an they should be sent running around dangerous places.
Since when had Qingyun beco so reckless?
Even if they were geniuses, they were still juniors.
How powerful could they be?
At most, they should be around Wu Lao’s level.
Thinking that Yang Qingyun might actually allow two young people to wander into the Frostspine Mountains during such a dangerous period made Song ilin feel both angry and helpless.
Afterwards, she had imdiately sent another ssage explaining the seriousness of the situation.
The dangers around White Moon Sect had already exceeded what ordinary Foundation Building cultivators could handle.
She specifically warned Yang Qingyun not to send them.
Later, when the ssage showed as read, Song ilin finally relaxed.
She assud Qingyun had co to her senses.
Who would’ve thought the woman hadn’t actually read it at all?
Earlier today, Yang Qingyun had casually contacted her again.
Not only had she ignored the warning completely, but she had even inford Song ilin that her daughter and future son-in-law should already be nearing the eting point.
She even asked Song ilin to receive them.
The mont Song ilin heard those words, she almost stood up in shock.
At the ti, Elder Zhu had said that he had so ’important matters’ to discuss with her.
Unfortunately, she didn’t hear another word afterwards.
A single thought completely occupied her mind.
Those two youngsters might actually be walking into danger.
Without wasting a second, she imdiately rushed out of the sect.
Her original intention was simple.
Find them before they wandered too deep into the dangerous areas. Then escort them safely back.
Even if they insisted on visiting White Moon Sect, they could at least wait until the situation stabilised.
Unfortunately, things rarely went according to plan.
Just a mountain past the eting point, she encountered this group of Pishachas.
A total of six.
Song ilin’s brows furrowed slightly.
She hadn’t seen such a formation in decades.
The last ti sothing similar happened, she wasn’t alone.
She had fellow disciples beside her and Elders supporting from the rear. There had been people she could rely on.
Now, however, she stood alone.
Those six Pishachas quietly maintained their encirclent, cutting off every possible route of retreat.
The surrounding atmosphere beca increasingly oppressive.
The wind blew through the trees. Snow drifted silently.
Yet the forest felt strangely quiet.
As if waiting for the battle to begin.
Song ilin slowly exhaled.
If she couldn’t break through the encirclent or send a distress signal back to the sect, she might actually die here today.
The thought crossed her mind briefly. Then disappeared.
Worrying about death wouldn’t solve anything.
She had survived countless dangers throughout her cultivation journey. This wouldn’t be the first.
Nor would she allow it to beco the last.
The short sword in her hand released a faint hum as spiritual energy flowed into it.
Song ilin raised the blade. Her gaze swept across the six Pishachas coldly.
There wasn’t a trace of fear in her eyes.
Nor was there any intention of retreating.
If a path couldn’t be found, then she would carve one out herself.
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The mont Song ilin raised her sword, the six Grade Two Pishachas moved simultaneously.
The snowy forest erupted into chaos.
One Pishacha charged from the front while another circled behind the trees. The remaining four spread out instinctively, forming a loose encirclent that denied her any straightforward escape route.
Song ilin’s expression remained calm.
Years of battle experience imdiately allowed her to grasp the situation.
Running blindly was useless.
The mont she exposed an opening, the Pishachas would pounce from every direction.
Instead of retreating, she stepped forward.
Her sword flashed.
Clang!
The blade collided with a Pishacha’s claw. Sparks exploded outward as the impact shook her arm.
The monster’s strength was no weaker than that of a Foundation Building cultivator.
Before the other Pishachas could close in, Song ilin twisted her body and unleashed Crescent Split Kick.
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