Dear Lingshi

Lu Yunsheng no longer had the energy to be polite to these people at this moment. His soul infant had not yet recovered. If he had not seen Gong Yuanhuan being threatened just now, he would not have wanted to get up at all.

Now that the threat was gone, all the strength in Lu Yunsheng's body receded like the tide, and coupled with the weakness of his soul, he suddenly fell to the ground.

"Yunsheng!"

Seeing this scene, Gong Yuanhuan ran towards Lu Yunsheng with a panicked look on his face and quickly held him in his arms.

Ma Buchang and others also hurried forward to check on Lu Yunsheng's condition.

"It's okay, I just need to rest for a while!" Lu Yunsheng sent a message to everyone.

After hearing this, everyone dispersed with peace of mind and began to count the gains from this battle.

But Gong Yuanhuan did not leave, and just let Lu Yunsheng lean on his arms.

Time passed quickly and it was the fifth day since entering the mountain. Although Lu Yunsheng's soul power had recovered, the injury on his soul infant was too serious. The wound as thick as a wrist could not be healed in just one or two days.

You have to know that the most serious injury his soul infant had suffered before was just some cracks at most.

Fortunately, Lu Yunsheng was now able to form six Liujia formations simultaneously with just his secondary soul. This horrific penetrating wound was slowly recovering under the massive amount of star power.

It was noon and everyone was ready to leave the mountain. Lu Yunsheng slowly stood up, used his secondary soul to control the flying sword, and flew out of Tingxue Mountain with everyone.

When everyone left the mountain, the six gods-transforming monks were waiting eagerly at the foot of the mountain.

Gong Chen and Dongfang Yu watched the cultivators from the four regions come out of the mountain first, and hurried forward to greet them.

Seeing that there were only 25 people left in the team, Gong Chen and Dongfang Yu breathed a sigh of relief. In their opinion, this result was much better than in previous years.

"Father, let's go back first." Gong Yuanhuan whispered to Gong Chen. She was worried that when the cultivators from the six realms came out, the four Jindan cultivators would attack on the spot.

Gong Chen was so excited at the moment that he did not understand what Gong Yuan meant by his lies. Instead, he asked his daughter happily, "How was the harvest this time?"

Gong Yuanhuan was helpless and was about to reply to his father's question through voice transmission, but at this moment, Chang Sheng, who was standing not far away, said to Gong Chen with a mocking look on his face: "What else can you do? You four domain cultivators came out so early, you must have been chased by our people and had no way to escape, so you came out half a day early."

Hearing this, a hint of anger suddenly rose on Gong Chen and Dongfang Yu's faces, but the twenty-five Nascent Soul cultivators led by Gong Yuanhuan looked at Chang Sheng strangely.

What Chang Sheng said did not make sense. Although the fifth day was indeed the designated time to leave the mountain, in previous years, both sides would stay in Tingxue Mountain until the last minute of the fifth day in order to collect more spiritual tea for enlightenment.

At this time, the cultivators from the four regions came out half a day earlier, so it was no wonder that these people misunderstood.

"It's okay. Enlightenment tea is no big deal. As long as you come back safely, it'll be fine." Dongfang Yu looked at everyone and comforted them.

Gong Yuanhuan was about to explain when he saw everyone's eyes looking towards Tingxue Mountain.

Gong Yuanhuan turned his head and saw that the only seven remaining Six Realm cultivators were also flying out of Tingxue Mountain at this time. Among them, the cultivator with a pig head looked particularly eye-catching.

Seeing their people leaving the mountain, the four Jindan stage cultivators from the six domains hurriedly flew forward to greet them.

"Why are there only a few of you here? Where are the others?" Yue Shan asked them with a puzzled look on his face.

"Dead! All dead!" One of the Nascent Soul cultivators said to Yue Shan with a tearful voice.

"What!? Where is my son Yue Feng?" Yue Feng was trained by Yue Shan as his successor. Yue Shan saw that Yue Feng did not come out and asked immediately.

As for his other son, Yue Lingyan, he was directly passed over by him.

"Dead, they are all dead."

"Where is my apprentice Su Zheng?" Long Chan, who was standing aside and did not see Su Zheng, asked anxiously.

"Brother Su Zheng is dead too." The Nascent Soul cultivator answered the question with a confused look on his face.

Upon hearing this answer, Yue Shan and Long Chan's faces suddenly turned gloomy. One was Yue Shan's son, and the other was Long He's beloved disciple. They both invested countless energy and resources in these two younger generations.

These two younger generations were the ones who had the greatest chance of breaking through to the Spirit Transformation Stage, yet they died at this moment.

"Where is Chang Qing?" Chang Sheng didn't see Chang Qing at this time, so he asked hurriedly.

"Old...Ancestor, I'm here." The pig-headed monk spoke incoherently and raised his hand to indicate that he was Chang Qing.

Seeing this, Chang Sheng's face suddenly relaxed. Fortunately, Chang He was dead. He could no longer withstand the blow of losing Chang Qing.

Seeing this funny scene, no one dared to laugh. Yue Shan asked with a grim face, "What happened to you in there? Did the murderer who killed Chang He take action?"

The monk didn't know how to answer and could only nod woodenly.

"Did you kill that man?" Chang Sheng was most concerned about this. In order to avenge Chang He, he offered a sky-high reward.

Hearing Chang Sheng's question, the monk said with an unpleasant expression: "We are only sure that the man took action, but we have never confirmed his identity."

All the cultivators from the six realms who knew Lu Yunsheng’s identity had been killed.

Seeing that the cultivator from the Six Realms had been in the air for a long time without coming down, Gong Chen and Dongfang Yu were also puzzled.

"Why did only seven of them come out?" Gong Chen couldn't help but ask Gong Yuanhuan.

Gong Yuanhuan thought for a moment, and then said truthfully: "We killed all the others."

Hearing this, Gong Chen and Dongfang Yu looked at each other excitedly.

"Father, they won't do anything desperate, right?" Gong Yuanhuan asked worriedly.

Hearing this question, Gong Chen and Dongfang Yu frowned slightly, but after thinking for a moment, Gong Chen smiled and said, "No, whatever moves they make next, we two will handle it."

Sure enough, not long after, the cultivators from the six regions came in front of everyone, led by four cultivators in the God Transformation Stage.

At this time, all the cultivators from the four domains tensed their bodies, ready to join the battle at any time, because they were not sure whether these four Jindan cultivators would resort to desperate measures after seeing the miserable condition of their descendants.

What reassured everyone was that when the four people headed by Yue Shan came in front of Gong Chen, they actually said to him calmly: "Congratulations, Master Gong, you have made a great harvest this time!"

"It all depends on the modesty of all the younger generations." Gong Chen replied with a forced smile upon hearing this.

After hearing this, Yue Shan wanted to take them all away.

But at this moment, Yue Shan turned around and said to Gong Chen: "By the way, I heard that a spiritual treasure will be born in your place soon. I wonder if our Six Regions cultivators can also go and watch this grand scene, so as to take this opportunity to broaden the horizons of these useless younger generations."