"When we get home, Master wants you to know, actually, the most formidable thing about Master is whipping stir-fried meat!"
"Wuu!!"
The clever little Qing Jun immediately understood.
What whipping stir-fried meat? It’s obviously whipping stir-fried Qing Jun!
The little girl shivered in fear.
But seeing the broad back of her Master, the little girl suddenly froze.
As long as Master is by her side, it seems... there’s an endless sense of security.
...
Chen Ye wiped the sweat from his forehead, feeling fortunate in his heart.
Thankfully, when he heard Hee Qi mention these two little girls earlier, he secretly kept an eye on the movements of the Loose Cultivators.
As expected, these Loose Cultivators all headed in this direction, allowing him to find his two apprentices effortlessly.
He turned his gaze toward the Loose Cultivators, his voice suddenly turning cold: "Fellow cultivators, I am a steward of the Lingyin Sect. I advise all of you, Guardian Ning of the Lingyin Sect is not far from this Mist Forest. Do not bring disaster upon yourselves by making an irreparable mistake!"
As soon as he said this, the Loose Cultivators who had been eager to act hesitated for a moment.
Foundation Establishment True Man? That was not someone these Qi Cultivation Stage cultivators could provoke.
But the scar-faced man and the sharp-nosed, thin-faced cultivator exchanged a glance, their eyes full of ferocity.
"Haha, kid, aren’t you trying to deceive us?" the sharp-nosed, thin-faced cultivator laughed strangely, "If there really was a Foundation Establishment True Man here, why hasn’t he shown himself? I think you’re just bluffing!"
"That’s right!" the scar-faced man agreed. "If he were really here, why would he let you, a Qi Cultivation Middle Stage steward, face danger alone? I bet that True Man left a long time ago!"
They had long been blinded by the rumors of the Tier Two Magical Treasure and the Secret Realm, unwilling to give up easily.
Moreover, they had already offended the Lingyin Sect. If they let the tiger return to the mountain, the consequences would be endless!
"In that case, we deeply apologize!" the scar-faced man’s eyes gleamed viciously. "Brothers, advance together! First kill this old guy, then capture those two little girls!"
More than ten Loose Cultivators roared again, magical artifacts of all kinds flashing with spiritual light, evidently not planning to settle peacefully.
Chen Ye’s heart sank, realizing that today’s matter could not be resolved peacefully.
He glanced at his two apprentices with pale faces behind him and whispered, "Zhiwei, Qing Jun, hold on tight to Master! We’re breaking through!"
He couldn’t linger in battle; he had to take his apprentices to safety first!
Before he finished speaking, he had already taken the initiative to attack. The Limit Break Geng Metal Qi whistled from his fingertips, like a swarm of golden bees, directly charging at the Loose Cultivators in front!
At the same time, he grabbed the slender waists of Zhiwei and Qing Jun, pushing the Heavy Body Technique to the extreme, stepping out with the Cloud Chasing Step, his figure ghostly as he dashed toward the weakest point of the encirclement!
"Stop him!"
The Loose Cultivators hadn’t expected Chen Ye to attack proactively, caught off guard for a moment, two or three were directly pierced into a sieve by the Geng Metal Qi.
But they were numerous and quickly responded, various spells and magical artifacts pouring down on Chen Ye like raindrops.
Chen Ye was hard-pressed, protecting his apprentices in his arms while fending off attacks from all directions, searching for gaps to break through, immediately plunging into danger.
"Bang!"
The Heart-Protecting Jade issued three protective barriers in succession before finally depleting.
At the same time, with a "pu!"
A sharp Blade Qi cut across his arm, instantly dyeing his sleeve red with blood.
This seemed like a signal.
Next, spells hit him one after another.
Blood splattered onto the white, tender faces of the two little girls.
"Master!" Qing Jun exclaimed, her small hands gripping Chen Ye’s lapel tightly.
Zhiwei suddenly stretched out both hands, hugging Chen Ye’s waist, trying to use her innocent back as Chen Ye’s shield.
"Foolish girl..."
Chen Ye gritted his teeth. Luckily, though the Heart-Protecting Jade failed, in such a situation, the Protective Shield, also Tier One Upper Grade, was even more practical.
Ignoring his injuries, he forcibly channeled spiritual power, activating the shield, at the same time scattering another patch of Geng Metal Qi, driving back the Loose Cultivators in front, finally breaking through the encirclement with his two apprentices.
Just that...
In the Mist Forest, there were more than just the Loose Cultivators in front!
Chen Ye remembered clearly that on the way here, there were still groups of late-stage Qi Cultivation cultivators!
He didn’t dare stop for a second, carrying his two apprentices, desperately fleeing deeper into the dense forest.
Uncertain how long they ran, until the shouting and killing sounds of the Loose Cultivators behind them gradually faded, Chen Ye finally found a cave obscured by a huge rock, staggering as he set his apprentices down.
He himself leaned against the cold stone wall, panting heavily, his face pale as paper.
The sleeve on his left arm was already soaked with blood, a deep gash running from his shoulder to his elbow, the flesh peeled back, terrifyingly gruesome.
Moreover, he had several wounds of varying depths on his back and legs, all inflicted during the breakout by stray magic or shattered magical artifacts.
If not for the two Tier One Upper Grade protective magical artifacts, even if Chen Ye’s Heavy Body Technique realm broke through two more levels, he would have died under the torrential rain of magic!
"Master, you... you’re hurt? Don’t die, Master!"
Qing Jun, on the verge of tears, her small hands trembling, tried to touch Chen Ye’s wounds but didn’t dare.
She wasn’t afraid of the blood; she was worried about hurting her Master.
Her Master was so heavily injured, yet she and her sister... were unharmed.
"It’s nothing... I won’t die."
Chen Ye retrieved a Rejuvenation Pill from his Storage Bag, swallowing it without hesitation.
The pill melted in his mouth, a warm stream flooding his body, easing the pain from his wounds and slightly alleviating his dizziness from blood loss.
He leaned against the stone wall, meditating for a moment, then said to his apprentices: "Stay here, don’t go anywhere. Master will go hold them off."
Just need to hold them off a bit longer,
Now, Guardian Ning and another Lingyin Sect True Man were in combat with their enemies.
Once they finished their fight, all problems would be easily resolved!
"No. Master, you’re so badly injured..."
The two apprentices objected in unison.
Chen Ye discerned their worry, suddenly smiling mysteriously:
"Don’t worry, actually Master is immortal. I’ve never died, have I? As long as you two still need me, I’m immortal."
Qing Jun sniffled, holding back tears, said:
"Master is still talking nonsense at times like this; Qing Jun and sister have never died either! So Qing Jun is immortal too!!"
Zhiwei wiped away Qing Jun’s tears, her dark eyes staring at Chen Ye, saying each word:
"Yes, I believe Master. As long as it’s something Master said, even if it’s a lie, I’ll take it as truth."
"I’ll stay right here, not going anywhere. If you don’t come back, I’ll come find you."