First Summoner

A word suddenly occurred to her.

——Overdraft in advance.

The young boy seemed to see her worry, and said, "If you are in danger three months later, you can also use this method to transfer your spiritual power four months later."

"Are there no after-effects?" Shen Yan raised her eyes and stared at him.

"Of course there is." The young boy acted nonchalant and said calmly, "If you transfer your spiritual power too many times, your body and life span will be damaged. If you are worried, you can not use this method, or use it less often."

Bai Ze frowned, glanced at the young boy, and then said to Shen Yan seriously: "Master, this method of replenishing spiritual power should not be used if it is not necessary."

Because this method is equivalent to a forbidden technique and will drain your body sooner or later.

Shen Yan naturally knew the consequences.

She nodded.

She asked casually, "Bai Ze, how long will it take you to deal with the affairs of the other world?"

"Soon." Bai Ze did not give an exact time.

At this time, the young boy stared at Shen Yan and said, "Take me out."

Shen Yan noticed his eagerness, and asked thoughtfully, "Don't you want to go back to the underworld?"

This made the young boy hesitate. He seemed to think for a moment before saying, "I'll go back to the underworld first."

After a few seconds, he raised his head and added with a deep gaze: "Remember to summon me."

"it is good."

Shen Yan agreed.

Soon, she sent Bai Ze and Ji away.

She withdrew her mental power and returned to reality. She slowly opened her eyes and found that her throat was a little dry. Then she lay down, walked to the table, poured a glass of water, and drank it all.

The body is feeling tired.

She first checked if anyone had sent her a message and found that Wen Yuchu and the others had not contacted her yet, so she got on the bed and lay down.

Prepare to take a break first.

The high-intensity training over the past half month has made her physically and mentally tired.

...

Meanwhile, most of Shura's friends were resting.

Only Pei Wu Su felt a little uneasy.

It had been nearly three hours since they returned to the guest house.

I don’t know if Wen Yuchu has found out anything?

Now every minute and every second is torment for Pei Wu Su.

Another two quarters of an hour passed.

Wen Yuchu knocked on the door directly and gathered them all in Pei Wusu's room, which naturally included Shen Yan.

Shen Yan had just slept for a while, and now her mental state was much better. She noticed that Wen Yuchu looked unusually solemn, so she asked, "What happened in Zhongyu City in the past half month?"

Wen Yuchu first glanced at Pei Wusu, pursed his lips, and then said: "Now, the situation in Zhongyu City is that the six top forces are divided into three factions. Guiyuan General Alliance, Saint Castle, and Sanqing Dao are one faction, Zhuanshengtian and Tianmen are another faction, and Zhongyu College is the neutral party."

"Because of Xiahou Wei's death?" Xiao Zechuan asked.

Wen Yuchu nodded.

"Xiahou Wei's death was the fuse, but in fact, Guiyuan Alliance and Reincarnation Heaven had never been on good terms before. As for the day of Xiahou Wei's funeral..."

Having said that, Wen Yuchu looked at Pei Wusu with a complicated expression.

Pei Wusu's body tensed up, "You say."

Wen Yuchu said: "The Taisui Patriarch did not die at Xiahou Wei's funeral."

Hearing this, Zhuge Youlin said excitedly: "Sure enough, Tai Sui and Guiyuan General Alliance are in the same group. Fortunately, Wu Su did not fall into the trap!"

Pei Wusu's tense body relaxed slightly, but when he saw Wen Yuchu's subtle expression, as if he had something to say, he suddenly felt uneasy and his mood became heavier. He stared at Wen Yuchu closely.

"What else happened?"

"Although Patriarch Tai Sui is not dead, he..." Wen Yuchu hesitated and looked at Pei Wu Su worriedly. He took a deep breath and continued, "His cultivation was destroyed, his tongue was cruelly pulled out, and he was hung on the city wall, exposed to the wind and rain, and exposed to the sun every day. Every day, a piece of his flesh was cut off by the people of Guiyuan General Alliance. It has been more than ten days. Guiyuan General Alliance threatened that if Pei Su of Tianfang Sect showed up, Tai Sui would be released."

Pei Wu Su's body shook violently, his lips trembled slightly, but he couldn't utter a word.

After a moment, he suddenly covered his chest, his face turned pale as paper, his eyes gradually turned red, and a look of pain was revealed.

Jiang Xianyue, who was standing by, reached out to support him, but found that his body was shaking.

The room fell into deathly silence, and the atmosphere was extremely depressing.

They all looked at Pei Wu Su with concern.

Zhuge Youlin felt even more regretful for what he had just said.

Pei Wusu's throat was dry, "Ancestor Tai Sui is not a traitor."

He once doubted Patriarch Tai Sui, but during his time in Zhongyu City, he gradually guessed Patriarch Tai Sui's difficulties.

Ancestor Tai Sui did this to protect himself.

He did not choose to go to Xiahou Wei's funeral because he felt that Patriarch Taisui had already gained the trust of Guiyuan Alliance, so even if he did not fall into the trap, Patriarch Taisui would be fine.

only……

The reality is not like this.

Pei Wu Su closed his eyes tightly, his face showing pain, as the scenes of his past interactions with Ancestor Tai Sui flooded into his mind like a tide.

His kind and gentle face was clearly visible, always with a reassuring smile, his broad and warm hands gently stroking his head, or teaching him swordsmanship. And those fascinating stories were all told to me by him...

Every memory was like a sharp blade, piercing his heart deeply.

When he thought of the inhumane torture that Tai Sui was enduring, his heart felt as if it was being cut by thousands of knives and was in unbearable pain.

Pei Wu Su clenched his fists tightly, his eyes firm and resolute.

——He wants to save the ancestor Tai Sui.

He looked at Shen Yan and the others, his eyes slightly red, and he choked up and said, "I'm sorry, I failed you again."

"I must go and save him. To me, he is not only a swordsmanship master, but also my relative. He is my last relative in this world."

He once thought that he still had a lot of time to make himself stronger, and then deal with the Guiyuan Alliance and avenge the blood feud.

However, he doesn't have much time left.

Because Patriarch Taisui can’t wait.

Shen Yan suddenly stepped forward, grabbed Pei Wusu's collar, and asked in a cold voice: "Pei Wusu, even though you know that this trip is a one-way trip, do you still want to go?"

"Go." Pei Wu Su looked at her deeply.

"Shen Yan, do you know what the primary rule of our Tianfang Sect is?"

He said to himself: "I encountered a fellow disciple in trouble and had to help. I, Pei Su, was born into the Tianfang Sect."

Hearing these words, Shen Yan and the others were slightly shocked.

Shen Yan's hand slowly loosened his collar.

"If your loved ones were killed, could you act as if nothing had happened?"

There was a pause.

The answer is probably no.

He took off the jade mask he was wearing, and his face instantly changed from ordinary to extremely handsome. His eyebrows and eyes were like a painting, his facial lines were clear, and his deep eyes were like stars. He was like a cold and aloof young man who walked out of a painting, handsome and extraordinary.

He no longer concealed his features.

and identity.

"No matter what the outcome is, I can be Pei Su now."