Chapter 152 If You Don’t Save Me, I Will!

When Tang Wu and Han Zhaiyue, the old enemies, fought each other, the hidden eighth-level and ninth-level cultivators appeared one after another.

Lu Ye didn't know when so many strong people were hidden near him!

Whenever an eighth-level or ninth-level cultivator from Wanmo Ridge jumped out, there would always be a cultivator from Haotian League to fight.

He moved forward, and there were more and more battle groups behind him. In the battle groups, the cultivators from the two camps fought back and forth.

All these people came from the inner circle. They might have been old opponents before, or they might not have met each other, but because of the opposition between their camps and different positions, they naturally regarded each other as enemies.

This is a feast for the strong.

In the Lingxi battlefield, although the two camps were naturally opposed and attacked each other, some large and small battles would break out every day, but since the behemoth fell, there has been no such chaotic battle that swept the entire battlefield for many years.

The three words "Bi Xue Zong" deeply stimulated the nerves of the old generation of Wanmo Ridge cultivators. They could not come to the Lingxi battlefield at will, so they all gave death orders to their disciples.

No matter what, the Bi Xue Zong disciple named Lu Yiye must die!

No matter what, the Bi Xue Zong will be expelled in two months!

In addition to the generous rewards offered by the major Wanmo Ridge sects, there are countless cultivators from Wanmo Ridge rushing to Lu Ye's side. As long as Lu Ye can be killed, there will be endless cultivation resources for a lifetime.

After a big battle, Lu Ye stood in the messy battlefield panting, with blood dripping on the long knife in his hand. He stuffed a healing pill into his mouth, bandaged the wound with the help of Yiyi, turned over on the tiger's back, and continued to move forward.

The strong men who came from the inner circle were restraining each other, so Lu Ye did not encounter too powerful enemies along the way. This was his luck and the efforts of the entire Haotian League.

But without Lan Yudie's means, he would inevitably run into some monks from Wanmo Ridge, and there would be some battles.

If the enemy had a seventh-level realm, he would ride on Amber to escape. If there were no seventh-level realm and the number was small, he would rush to kill them.

Lu Ye could no longer remember how many waves of Wanmo Ridge monks he had killed. Those guys had varying levels of cultivation, and there were all kinds of monsters.

He and Amber were already very tired, but they did not dare to stop to rest, because his whereabouts had been completely exposed. Once he stopped, he might be surrounded, and it would be difficult to escape.

He didn't know if he could survive, but he would not give up easily.

The impurities in his spiritual power were already obvious, and were about to affect his combat effectiveness, but if he wanted to recover quickly, he had to swallow the elixir, and he had no choice.

In the world of Jiuzhou, Bingzhou, the Aoshan territory stretching for thousands of miles, this place was originally a place occupied by a giant, and it was the place where the most eye-catching flag of Haotian League stood. However, since that incident several decades ago, this behemoth has gradually declined. Until today, the pride and symbol of the Haotian League has been reduced to a ninth-grade sect, and there is a risk of being expelled at any time.

No one has cleaned it for decades, and the buildings on the spiritual peaks are dilapidated. The former bustle and prosperity have long turned into dead silence. The whole Aoshan gives people the feeling that it is like an old man in his twilight years, which may decay at any time.

Only the central peak has a hall intact. In front of the hall, the flag of the Bixue Sect is flying. It is a flag with a blood-red base. The red color is dyed red by the blood of the disciples of the Bixue Sect over the years. On the flag, there is a blazing golden flame, as if to burn all the demons and monsters in the world.

Decades ago, wherever this red-based golden-flame flag was flying, Wanmo Ridge would retreat.

But today, who among the younger generation still recognizes this flag? Even among the older monks, who still remembers this flag?

This is the sadness of the times.

In the hall, Tang Yifeng, the head of the Bixue Sect, sat on a chair with a vicissitudes of life. Compared with half a year ago, the head seemed to have aged dozens of years.

In front of him, a petite woman knelt down, knocked her head on the ground, and begged: "Headmaster, please save my junior brother!"

The headmaster said in a hoarse voice: "Life and death depends on his own luck, I can't do anything." As a strong man in the Divine Sea Realm, he couldn't even enter the Lingxi battlefield. Even if he knew that Lu Ye was in a critical situation at the moment, it was difficult for him to help.

"Junior brother knows nothing. He only encountered this ordeal because he joined the Bixue Sect. It was the headmaster who accepted him into the sect. It would be too unfair for the headmaster not to rescue him."

The headmaster smiled bitterly: "I know this too, but how can I intervene in this situation?"

The woman said: "I have inquired about the current location of junior brother. It is not far from the Cangming Mountain base. When Cangming Mountain was in danger of extinction, it was the Bixue Sect that helped it resolve the crisis. If the headmaster can restore the alliance with Cangming Mountain, then junior brother only needs to rush to the Cangming Mountain base, and he can borrow the Tianji Pillar there to return to Jiuzhou, so that he can get away!"

When the Bixue Sect was at its peak, it had alliances with many sects in Jiuzhou, but since that incident, many sects have cut off contact with the Bixue Sect. Over the past few decades, the headmaster has also cancelled all alliances and completely cut off contact with other sects.

If two sects want to establish an alliance, the leaders of the two sects need to use the leader's seal as a basis and ask for the witness of the heavenly secret. In this way, they can become each other's allies and help each other at certain times.

With the covenant of the alliance, the disciples of both parties can borrow the Tianji Pillar of the other sect and do various convenient things, such as spending a certain amount of merit to teleport between the two sects.

The connection between the large and small sects in Jiuzhou is very close, and the covenant of the alliance is what maintains this connection. The large sects in the core circle have covenants of alliance with many small and medium-sized sects, because when their disciples have low cultivation, they need to go to the outer and inner circles of the battlefield for training, and it is naturally more convenient to stay in the station of the alliance.

The Cangming Mountain mentioned by the woman is a seventh-grade force, and it is also a force in Bingzhou. It was once on good terms with the Bixue Sect. It is even said that the rise of Cangming Mountain was also supported by the Bixue Sect.

When the Bixue Sect was at its peak, Cangming Mountain was a ninth-grade force that had just been established not long ago. There were only a few Yunhe Realm in the sect, but now, there are several Zhenhu Realm in Cangming Mountain. This time, the sect's grade assessment may even have the hope of impacting the sixth grade.

As long as the Bixue Sect can establish an alliance with Cangming Mountain, Lu Ye can go to Cangming Mountain's base in the Lingxi battlefield. As long as he enters the base, he can use the Tianji Pillar there to return to Bingzhou, and then the crisis will be resolved!

It can be said that this is the only way for Lu Ye to escape, because at this moment he is too far away from the Bixue Sect's base. Even with the help of many cultivators from the Haotian League, it is impossible to arrive safely.

"If this is done, Cangming Mountain will become the target of public criticism. If there is a mistake on the Cangming Mountain side, won't it be unfair to our Bixue Sect? How can it be fair to Cangming Mountain?"

How could the headmaster not have thought of the method the woman said? But if this is really done, once the news spreads... No, the news will definitely spread, then the Cangming Mountain base will become the focus of the fight between the two camps, even if it is a seventh-grade sect, it will be in danger of destruction.

It is precisely because of this consideration that the headmaster cannot act in this way. His own disciples are human beings, so are the disciples of other families not human beings?

The woman was still kneeling on the ground, her tone was sad: "The alliance with Cangming Mountain will indeed put it in danger, but if it is left alone, the junior brother will surely die. Where is the word fairness in this world? The junior brother, a fifth-level cultivator, has become a pawn in the game between the two camps. This is the legacy of the previous generation. Why should the junior brother bear it? How can he bear it?"

"Originally, the sect was gone, and it was gone. For decades, we have accepted such a result, but you suddenly accepted a junior brother... When I heard the news, I was very happy, because after so many years, I finally waited for this day. I have never seen him and don’t know what kind of person he is, but since you accepted him, he is my junior brother, and I will not allow him to die before me!"

As she spoke, she slowly stood up, with a strange light flashing in her eyes.

"!" The headmaster was startled, looking at the female disciple in front of him, and suddenly felt something was not good.

"Old man, you took the person in, if you don't save him, I will!" She suddenly seemed to have changed into a different person, and walked out, saying as she walked: "When I die with my junior brother, you will be alone for the rest of your life, and no one will come to see you off in the future!"

"Shui Yuan!" The headmaster was a little panicked, because he knew what would happen next. His disciple was at the ninth level of the True Lake Realm, and was going to force his way into the Lingxi battlefield.

It was impossible for a True Lake Realm cultivator to appear in the Lingxi battlefield. If he forced his way in, he would not only have to pay a lot of merit, but even if he did, his cultivation would be greatly suppressed, and he could only use the means of the Lingxi Realm at most.

A True Lake Realm cultivator could force his way into the Lingxi battlefield, but when his cultivation reached the headmaster's level, there was no way out.

So even if those powerful cultivators could force their way into the Lingxi battlefield, most people would not choose to do so. If they were killed by those younger generations by accident, how unprofitable would that be?

The woman named Shui Yuan was obviously going to do it regardless of everything.

The headmaster dodged and blocked Shui Yuan, saying in a deep voice: "You can't go!"

Shui Yuan stared at him, her small body was full of determination, and the strange color in her eyes became stronger. She said angrily: "I want to go! You old arms and legs, get out of the way, or I'll knock you down and it won't look good."

The headmaster was so angry that he almost vomited blood: "You disrespectful and rebellious disciple! You should have been kicked out long ago!"

"Just like you kicked out several junior brothers?"

The atmosphere suddenly became silent, and the headmaster's expression seemed to have aged by dozens of years.

After a long moment, the headmaster sighed: "Forget it, just risk your old face and go to Cangming Mountain!"