Welcoming Zhong, Mo Yuan, and the others were shouting loudly. Even though Su Yin didn't cultivate, he could still hear their words clearly. As the most senior member of the Zhenxian Sect, how could he possibly sit back and do nothing?
Thus, he rode on Donkey and left the residence.
"Hurry up!"
Sitting on the back of the donkey, Su Yin saw that Donkey's speed was far slower than when they were being chased by the horses in Great Salt City.
The battle was about to break out at any moment. If they were late, it would be too late even if they possessed incredible strength!
Donkey gritted his teeth and rode with all his might … However, his speed was still slow.
He had already been doubted the last time, so he wouldn't be so foolish this time.
Da da da da!
The mountain path was difficult to traverse in the first place, and on top of that, it was intentionally slowing down. Ten minutes later, they were only halfway there …
Su Yin felt stifled.
If he were to use that surge of spiritual energy, he wouldn't be able to sustain it for long. If that were to happen, he wouldn't be able to do anything at all … If he didn't use it, the residence was too remote, and it would take him quite a bit of effort to get there.
Hopefully, Wu Yuen and the others would be able to hold on.
"It's fortunate that they didn't fight!"
Raising his head to take a look, Su Yin saw that the two parties were only speaking to one another rather than actually fighting. Only then did he heave a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to get the donkey to speed up, he saw the group flying in the air suddenly turn around and fly in the direction of the Hidden Immortal Residence.
"???" Su Yin was stunned.
What the heck?
I was only halfway there when you all went over. If only I knew this would happen, I would have waited in the residence. Why did I have to go through all this trouble …
"Dahei, hurry up and return!"
Full of frustration, Su Yin turned the donkey around and ran back.
…
"Stop feigning ignorance here. Did your Zhenxian Sect not side with The Great Demon?" Hearing those words, Elder Mofeng couldn't help but shout.
"What nonsense are you spouting?"
Wu Yuen replied with a straight face. "Our Zhenxian Sect might not be as powerful as it used to be, but it has been around for more than ten thousand years, and it used to be the pinnacle of the Master Teacher Continent. How could we submit to a demonic cultivator? What a joke! "
"Enough with the excuses. I saw The Great Demon of Bliss hiding in your Immortal-Suppressing Sect with my own eyes. He even colluded with your Junior Martial Uncle!"
Elder Mo Feng gritted his teeth.
When he thought of the Silver-winged Green Jiao's miserable state, he trembled with anger.
A dignified Divinity Realm demonic beast was skewered and roasted … This was intolerable!
Elder Wu Yuan bellowed furiously. "Mo Feng, it's one thing for you to insult us, but how dare you insult Junior Senior Uncle? Our Immortal Suppression Sect will never let your Windlightning Sect off the hook!"
Little Junior Master had already sacrificed so much for the sect, and yet, he was still being slandered. No one would be able to take it.
"You don't want to admit it? Then I'll make you admit defeat! " As Mo Feng spoke, he pointed towards the depths of the forest. "Let me ask you, does your Junior Uncle live in the Hidden Immortal Residence over there?"
"That's right!" Wu Yuan nodded.
"I saw The Great Demon of Bliss in that residence with my own eyes. He even made a move on me, nearly killing me …" Mo Feng narrowed his eyes. "A man and a demon living in the same residence? Don't tell me that they didn't notice each other's presence!"
"You saw The Great Demon of Bliss?"
Wu Yuan was stunned for a moment before nodding. "That's right. The Great Demon of Bliss and Junior Uncle are both there. However, contrary to what you think, Junior Uncle is being held hostage by the other party! We were trying our best to save him, and that's why we were so agitated when we saw you … "
Soon, Wu Yuen went through the details of how The Great Demon of Bliss had captured Junior Uncle.
"Save him?"
Everyone was stunned.
After all this fuss, they ended up making a huge mistake?
The Immortal-Suppressing Immortal-Suppressing Sect did not submit to The Great Demon of Bliss.
Recalling this matter, Mo Feng shook his head and said, "No … I saw your Junior Uncle picking medicinal herbs yesterday morning …"
"Junior Uncle must have been under the other party's control at that time. Otherwise, why would he be picking medicinal herbs when he's healthy? He must have been coerced into picking medicinal herbs so that he could treat the other party's injuries! "Wu Yuan said.
"This …" Mo Feng was taken aback.
If that was the case, it did make sense.
The Demonic Tribe had many means of bewitching and controlling one's mind. It was possible that Junior Uncle of the Immortal-Suppressing Sect had been under the other party's control!
"Elder Mo, I saw Junior Uncle singing while roasting the Silver-winged Azure Serpent. It didn't seem like he was under the other party's control …" Yao Zhan interjected.
"We'll know once we head over to take a look. I hope that you'll be able to eradicate this demon for the sake of the world!"
Wu Yuen said. He knew that the longer they stayed, the more suspicious the Great Demon would be.
"Un!" Mo Yuan nodded.
If the Immortal-Suppressing Sect really kept The Great Demon within the sect, not only would they be innocent, they would even be rewarded.
Now that the misunderstanding had been resolved, there was no need for the battle to continue. Under the lead of Wu Yuan and the others, the group headed straight for the Hidden Immortal Residence.
"Don't worry, we've already sealed off the path down the mountain. If The Great Demon really escaped, someone would have alerted us …"
Seeing the worry in Wu Yuan and the others' eyes, Mo Yuan explained.
When they arrived, they had already sealed off all the paths down the mountain. It was one thing if The Great Demon did not appear, but if he did, he would have already been alerted.
As for … Su Yin, he was on the mountain, so no one noticed him. Even if they did notice him, he was just a young man riding on a donkey. It didn't matter …
"That's good …" Wu Yuen heaved a sigh of relief.
Flying swiftly, the group arrived at the entrance of the Hidden Immortal Residence in just a dozen breaths.
Stopping outside the courtyard, Elder Wu Yuan instructed, "Be careful when we enter. Make sure not to cause too much of a ruckus … If there's an opportunity to save Senior Uncle, I hope that you can lend a helping hand!"
The crowd nodded.
"Let's go!" After the discussion, there was nothing else for them to worry about. Mo Yuan was the strongest among them, so he took the lead and flew over the wall, entering the residence.
The rest of the experts also followed in one after another.
Landing on the ground, just as they were about to proceed forward, they heard a hushed voice of disbelief.
"What's that?"
Everyone turned to look at the source of the voice, only to see a young lad wearing a blindfold, a mouthpiece, and ragged clothes. Behind him was a parrot, and in its claws was a whip. Whenever the young lad slowed down, it would lash out at him.
His flesh was lacerated, and it was a ghastly sight.
"He's the one who injured me previously. H-he should be … The Great Demon!" Mo Feng exclaimed in disbelief.
"Him?"
Everyone was taken aback.
The invincible The Great Demon of Bliss, who had dominated the world and killed countless people, was actually pulling a donkey blindfolded? He was even whipped?
Even if he was lying, shouldn't he at least be more logical?
Just as they were perplexed, the parrot and the old tortoise retreated in fear upon seeing so many people approaching. The child-like fellow took the opportunity to remove his eye patch, and agitation and desire could be seen in his eyes.
As though he had just seen his kin, he roared, "Come and catch me! I'm The Great Demon of Bliss!"
"???" Everyone.
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