I have fed you all poison pills. Don't even think about running away. The poison will act up in five hours. If you don't return by then, just wait for death. Whoever comes back first with the correct information will get the antidote.
As an itinerant cultivator, Wei Hai did not have many powerful or exquisite targeted spells at his disposal. Fortunately, he had acquired quite a few poison pills in the cultivation world previously, which were more than enough to control Foundation Establishment cultivators.
Hearing the words of this Nascent Soul mighty figure, the disciples felt extremely sorrowful.
Didn't this mean that out of their group, at most only one person could survive?
They had no idea why their sect's sky had suddenly fallen overnight.
When the sect elders fled later on, they only took a few elite disciples with them.
Ordinary disciples like them were simply abandoned.
However, there wasn't much time for them to be sentimental; five hours was not a lot.
It would take some time just to travel from the Shangyang Sect to Liaoju Prefecture.
Factoring in the round trip and the time needed to gather information...
Very little time remained.
The group immediately rushed out of the mountain gate, scrambling to be the first.
They were terrified that being one step slower than the others would cost them their chance at survival.
Seeing these cultivators working so desperately for him, Wei Hai felt extremely comfortable.
The mortal realm was truly wonderful.
He could treat these low-level cultivators however he pleased without worrying about provoking their powerful elders.
His Nascent Soul cultivation was enough to cover the sky with one hand here.
With just a flick of his finger, those low-level cultivators wouldn't dare step out of line.
A few casual tricks were enough to make them work themselves to the bone for him.
This sense of supreme authority was truly magnificent.
It was just that the resources were indeed a bit scarce, the spiritual energy was not very dense, and there were no great opportunities.
Otherwise, he really wouldn't want to run back to the cultivation world to act like a submissive grandchild.
Thinking of this, Wei Hai leisurely lay back down on the beauty couch, waiting for their news.
A new sect? Their strongest expert was probably only at the Golden Core stage at best, right?
Dealing with such a newly emerged sect in the mortal realm would be as easy for him as crushing an ant...
While those disciples rushed to Liaoju Prefecture to ask around about the Lingxian Sect, Mo Yuanjiao was also returning to Liaoju Prefecture with General Mo and Mo Que.
It was already dusk.
Although General Mo was a veteran warrior who had marched and fought for many years, he was getting on in years. After the long and tiring journey, fatigue was inevitable.
Therefore, Mo Yuanjiao decided to stay in Liaoju Prefecture for a night to let his father rest properly before returning to Xiushui Village the next day.
Not long after he checked into the largest inn in Liaoju Prefecture, a plainly dressed old man also stepped into this inn alone and asked for a standard room.
Late at night.
In Xiushui Village.
Tietou was patrolling around the village.
Ever since Liu Yunan arranged the task of patrolling the village vicinity last time, Tietou had become the captain of the patrol team.
The members who rotated shifts with him were the cat demon Fang Tuantuan and Lin Xiao's older cousin, Lin Lei.
For now, they were the only three people available for patrol.
Because they really couldn't scrape together more people for the job.
After all, the patrollers couldn't have cultivation levels that were too low, which filtered out the crowd of newly admitted disciples.
They also couldn't be too young. If seven or eight-year-old girls like Liu Shengsheng and Lin Ying were sent to patrol, the entire sect would be constantly worried.
And they couldn't be too unreliable either.
Someone like Little Luan was automatically filtered out right away.
Then, among the remaining people, picking those who had no important tasks at hand and relatively more free time yielded only these three.
Originally, the night patrols were usually done by Fang Tuantuan.
After all, it was a cat.
Nighttime was when it was most energetic.
But today, it specifically asked Tietou to swap shifts.
Because today was the day it returned to Grandma Fang's courtyard in the county town.
Every once in a while, it would go back to stay a night at that courtyard in the county town.
So tonight, it was Tietou on patrol.
As Tietou was vigilantly observing his surroundings near the village, he suddenly sensed a cultivator with a rather high cultivation level rushing toward them from ahead.
Tietou hesitated for a moment between stepping forward to inquire and heading straight back to the sect to report. In the end, he chose to go up and ask first.
So, he stopped the person at the village entrance and asked,
Excuse me, senior, what brings you here?
The Foundation Establishment cultivator who was stopped was in a great hurry. Seeing that this mortal boy in front of him was so ignorant as to block his way, he immediately showed displeasure and angrily waved his hand.
Get lost!
Tietou completely did not expect this sudden hostility and was instantly thrown more than ten meters away.
Then he saw that the Foundation Establishment cultivator didn't even bother to pay attention to him, walking straight into the village.
The direction he left in was exactly toward the foot of the North Mountain, where the Lingxian Sect was located.
Enduring the pain in his body, Tietou immediately took out a positioning teleportation talisman and teleported back into the sect.
He reported the matter to Liu Yunan, who was currently living in the Returning Garden Mountain Residence.
After hearing this, Liu Yunan asked his mother to go to the alchemy room to find some healing pills refined by Sun Yigao for Tietou, and then he immediately notified Senior Liao of the situation.
Afterward, he and Liao Pantu hurried to the foot of the mountain, hiding themselves to observe the road leading into the village.
They saw a cultivator rushing over in a hurry. After looking around to confirm that the surrounding scenery matched the description he had gathered in the city, he flew off as fast as he could.
Seeing this, Liu Yunan and Liao Pantu were a bit confused.
What was this person here for?
However, they hid in the dark for another moment. Seeing that the previous person indeed did not return, and just as they were about to head back up the mountain, they saw another Foundation Establishment cultivator hurrying along the road leading into the village.
Seeing that this person also arrived in front of the Path of Questioning the Heart, started looking around, glanced at the nearby private school, and then at this mountain path full of peach blossoms, before planning to leave.
Liao Pantu pondered for a moment, then used his powerful divine sense to strike the cultivator with a measured attack.
The cultivator only felt his brain buzz and immediately became dizzy.
Fortunately, he didn't pass out completely and still retained consciousness.
Realizing he had been attacked by a powerful divine sense, the man immediately tried to run.
However, since Liao Pantu had made a move, how could he not have anticipated that the other party would try to escape?
He immediately pulled out a Spirit Binding Rope from his soul body and whipped it at the man, instantly tying him up.
The man felt all the spiritual energy in his body locked away. No matter how much he struggled, he couldn't break free in the slightest.
Liu Yunan, who had watched Senior Liao catch the Foundation Establishment cultivator from the sidelines, was extremely shocked.
Senior Liao is so strong!
However, Liao Pantu did not care about the admiring gaze cast his way. He merely signaled Liu Yunan to hurry up and interrogate the man.
Thus, following Senior Liao's voice transmission instructions in his mind, Liu Yunan asked the man,
Are you with the person who came earlier? What are you trying to find out by coming here? What are your intentions?

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