Seeing that person hear Liu Yunan's words, he froze in place and stared blankly at him. His originally anxious and struggling movements suddenly stopped.
After a good while, he asked with a voice full of despair, "You're saying that a cultivator has already been here just now?"
Liu Yunan, unaware of the underlying meaning, subconsciously nodded in reply.
Seeing him nod, the man immediately stopped struggling, slumped dejectedly on the ground, and smiled miserably, "It's over, it's over..."
Seeing this, Liu Yunan was puzzled, "What's over?"
The man turned to look at him with a desperate expression, "Kid, tell the people of your sect to flee quickly. I reckon in less than a few hours, that Wei Hai will come looking for trouble with you. He is a Nascent Soul cultivator..."
Perhaps feeling that he had no hope of survival, this Foundation Establishment cultivator recounted the tragic encounter of their Shangyang Sect and how he was forced to take a poison pill to search for the specific location of their sect.
After hearing this, Liu Yunan was still shocked by the cruelty of outside cultivators, but Liao Pantu had already sent him a voice transmission: "Stop being shocked and hurry to make arrangements. If what this person says is true, that Nascent Soul will arrive in two to three hours at most. By then, the entire village might be wiped out."
Hearing this, Liu Yunan immediately snapped back to reality. He was about to turn and leave, but suddenly thought of the man lying on the ground, so he sent a voice transmission to Liao Pantu asking, "Senior, can this person still be saved?"
Thinking to himself that this really was the good brother of that kid Lin Xiao, Liao Pantu checked the poison afflicting the Foundation Establishment cultivator and replied, "The pills refined by my good disciple Yigao can cure even the poison of the Silver Frost Python Demon, let alone this run-of-the-mill poison pill. Using it to cure this is simply overkill."
After getting his answer, Liu Yunan didn't delay any longer. He immediately ran back up the mountain and had his sister Liu Shengsheng take an antidote pill down to the cultivator at the foot of the mountain.
He himself notified all the sect members of the news that a Nascent Soul cultivator was about to attack.
He planned to have everyone go together to bring the currently sleeping villagers of Xiushui Village up the mountain.
Meanwhile, Liao Pantu crossed the Heart-Questioning Path alone and arrived in Xiushui Village.
Although when the Heart-Questioning Path was first built, he didn't dare to enter, afraid he wouldn't be able to pass.
However, after the encouragement and persuasion of his good disciple Sun Yigao, he finally mustered up his courage and took a step inside.
Although it took him as long as two days, making him the person who had taken the longest time so far.
But fortunately, the result was good.
Two days later, he successfully managed to move freely within the Heart-Questioning Path.
Right now, he took out a pile of basic defensive array blueprints that the sect members had recently engraved in batches from his robes, preparing to use these basic defensive arrays to set up a large combined defensive array in the village.
Although he wasn't very good at alchemy.
His other skills were actually quite passable.
He also had some research into array formations.
He didn't know how many people would be willing to go up the mountain now that Baldy and the others were arranging for the villagers to do so.
If they were unwilling, it would be very dangerous for them to stay in the village.
It was better for him to make two-handed preparations.
If the villagers were all willing to go up the mountain, that would be for the best, and this defensive array could serve as protection for the houses and properties in the village.
Thinking this, he walked towards the array nodes one by one, placing the basic defensive arrays into them.
The entire large combined defensive array had a total of one hundred and ninety-nine nodes, which meant it needed one hundred and ninety-nine basic defensive arrays.
This amount was almost the entire stock of basic defensive arrays that the Lingxian Sect had accumulated over the past few months.
Now they were all taken out by Liao Pantu just to set up this large combined defensive array.
Even though a single basic defensive array could sell for at least twenty or thirty spirit stones, making nearly two hundred of them worth several thousand spirit stones.
But this amount was nothing in Liao Pantu's eyes.
Moreover, he believed that if Lin Xiao were here, compared to these few spirit stones, Lin Xiao would definitely choose to add an extra layer of protection for Xiushui Village.
As he quickly shuttled through the village and placed each basic defensive array in position, every node scattered across different heights and distances in Xiushui Village suddenly seemed to be guided by something and connected together.
Then, the basic defensive array at each node suddenly disappeared, replaced by the appearance of a huge and complete light barrier that completely enveloped Xiushui Village below.
A few breaths later, this light barrier gradually faded into the air.
Seeing this, Liao Pantu was very satisfied.
Very good, his array formation techniques had not regressed.
With this large defensive array, even if Xiushui Village wasn't completely safe and worry-free, it could at least withstand a few full-force attacks from a Nascent Soul cultivator.
With a little more time, the hope of survival would always be a bit greater.
Thinking of this, Liao Pantu let out a long sigh as he walked on the path back to the sect.
Currently only at the Foundation Establishment stage, this was all he could do.
If only he could recover to his peak. Then, if that Nascent Soul cultivator really came, he could just drag him to an uninhabited place for a bout.
At the same time, Liu Yunan had successfully notified everyone of the Lingxian Sect, both up and down the mountain.
As a result, a group of Lingxian Sect members who hailed from Xiushui Village headed down the mountain one after another, going door to door to persuade the villagers.
Suddenly woken up in the middle of the night and told that a great disaster was coming and they needed to take refuge up the mountain.
The bleary-eyed villagers only felt that their sweet dreams had been disturbed and very angrily told them to leave their homes immediately.
Aside from the village chief and a few clan elders, almost the majority of the villagers refused.
Seeing this, the Lingxian Sect members who had sufficient cultivation almost uniformly chose the same method.
Hypnotism.
After hypnotizing the people, those whose cultivation was not enough to use hypnotism would carry the unconscious villagers up the mountain.
For a time, the persuasion squad instantly transformed into porters.
They went door to door, knocking people out, packing them up, and carrying them away.
However, when they were about to head up the mountain with the people, they ran into a problem.
There was no other reason.
It was just that the villagers they were carrying were all detained by the Heart-Questioning Path.
If they carried them back down the mountain, it would be no problem, but if they wanted to continue carrying them up the mountain.
Heart-Questioning Path: Sorry, I don't agree.
To go up the mountain, one must pass the test of the Heart-Questioning Path.
Therefore, the Lingxian Sect members had no choice but to temporarily place them inside the Heart-Questioning Path.
Because there were too many people, the Heart-Questioning Path was very considerate; as long as the entrance was full, it would automatically move the people forward to clear space for those behind.
Seeing this, the Lingxian Sect members couldn't help but wonder, if the whole path was full of people, what would the Heart-Questioning Path do?
But fortunately, the Heart-Questioning Path was long enough and passably wide. Even after fitting the whole village's people inside, there was still some empty space.
So this doubt of theirs could not be answered for the time being.
While the others were busy settling the villagers, Liu Yunan entered the sect's storehouse alone and brought out the Yin-Yang Life and Death Array that Lin Xiao had previously stored inside.

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!

ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!

lity and could only live as an ordinary mortal. He only wished to live a peaceful life. Yet he didn't know— The dog he adopted, because it ate his food, became a legendary demon king. The kitchen knife he casually forged became a peerless divine weapon, causing numerous experts to fight desperately for it. The young disciple he took in became an immortal lord that led an era, due to cultivating the techniques Ye Feng taught him. Even the skeletons he looked down on the most were ominous demon kings that suppressed countless worlds. Many years later, looking at the void shattered with a punch, Ye Feng murmured to himself: It turns out the peerless kings were myself all along...