After the mind-reading cripple junior sister, the entire sect rose to prominence.

Chapter 72 The Place Where People Are Trapped
However, if he brought too many people, he would have to take more responsibility if something went wrong. So even for Meng Ling's sake, he was only willing to bring two people in.

Meng Ling understood, but didn't want to expose him and offend him.

"Alright, then thank you for your help."

Meng Ling nodded, then reached out and pulled Mo Jiuwei into her arms. "I'll take her there."

The male cultivator's eyes widened. "Bring her?"

He looked at Meng Ling in surprise and realized that she didn't seem to be joking.

Looking at Meng Ling's fellow disciples, they all had expressions of "it should be this way," and surprisingly, no one objected.

The male cultivators were confused. Weren't they eager to see their senior sister? Why did they end up giving their spot to such a tiny baby?
"Is there a problem?" Meng Ling asked.

After several conversations, the smile on her face disappeared, and she was now staring at the male cultivator with a blank expression.

“Uh, no problem… but if you’re bringing her, you can bring one more person,” the male cultivator said.

Just as Du Yue was about to suggest she go, she heard Mo Jiuwei's voice—

[Bring some Hu wine!]

"I'll go." Hu Jiu immediately stepped forward and said to Du Yue and the others, "You guys find a teahouse or inn first and wait for our news."

Du Yue and the others nodded.

“Okay.” Meng Ling nodded and looked at the male cultivator. “Senior Brother Zheng, let’s go.”

"Okay, let's go."

Watching Senior Brother Zheng leave with Meng Ling and the others, Du Yue and the others showed no intention of leaving.

Once you descend the mountain, you can find inns and teahouses in the market town at the foot of the mountain, where you can take a short break, eat, and wait.

But everyone was concerned about Chen Lan's safety, so they had no time to eat or sit.

So they all stood outside the mountain gate, their faces filled with anxiety, waiting for news.

"The Hundred Schools of Thought is located in Tiandu Garden, where there are lecture halls and cave dwellings. You can eat, live, and cultivate there." Zheng Yan explained the situation to them as they walked, and gave a brief introduction to his sect, his tone full of pride.

He was also secretly observing Hu Jiu's behavior.

When Meng Ling contacted him using a sound transmission talisman, she said that she had now joined another sect and that she had brought her fellow disciples to find a senior disciple surnamed Chen.

The news that Meng Ling's spiritual root was destroyed and she then joined a small sect has spread far and wide in the circle. Many people are laughing at her and at the same time, they are also hypocritically sighing, "What a pity."

Zheng Yan had naturally heard about it.

In other words, all the people who came today are disciples of that small sect.

In Zheng Yan's mind, these people from minor sects were all very poor and had never seen much of the world. They would just look at his sect and start yelling like country bumpkins, which was extremely embarrassing.

This kind of situation has happened before. For example, many of the disciples who came to the Hundred Schools Academy this time came from small schools, and they made quite a few fools of themselves on the day they came to Qingyue Sect.

Zheng Yan had heard his fellow disciples mock him a lot in private, so he assumed that Meng Ling's senior brothers and sisters must be the same way.

However, judging from the current situation, these people should still know the rules. Although their clothes are somewhat shabby and they don't have any impressive magical treasures or robes, at least they are not country bumpkins who are interested in everything.

Hu Jiu was unaware that he was being treated like a country bumpkin. Although he had never been to Qingyue Sect, in his opinion, all the major sects were the same, all pretentious and hypocritical, and not as good as their Xianlai Sect.

So when he arrived here, he didn't look around at all, he just followed Zheng Yan forward, ignoring everything around him.

That's why Zheng Yan was somewhat surprised. But it was only a slight surprise, because in his opinion, bumpkins were bumpkins, and those minor sects could never compare to their Qingyue Sect.

"This is Tiandu Garden. This is Xiao Fang. If you need anything from now on, just ask him." Zheng Yan pulled over a young disciple and then smiled apologetically. "I still have to do my studies, otherwise Master will scold me again, and I'm afraid I won't be able to stay by my junior sister's side anymore."

"Thank you, Senior Brother Zheng. You can go back to your work now." Meng Ling nodded. "I'll remember this favor."

Although Zheng Yan wasn't really trying to help, he only did so out of courtesy because they were both geniuses, just to save face. But since he was the one who brought them in, Meng Ling was still grateful.

Zheng Yan finally smiled with satisfaction upon hearing this, cupped his hands in farewell, and took his leave.

"Do you know where Senior Sister Chen Lan of the Immortal Sect is?" Meng Ling asked Xiao Fang after he left.

Xiao Fang looked to be only a teenager, with a round head and eyes that revealed a clear naiveté.

"I don't know. It's not time for morning lessons yet. The disciples should all be cultivating on their own." Xiao Fang shook his head. "If you want to find someone, just send her a communication talisman."

If she could transmit musical notes back, would I need to ask you?
Meng Ling frowned, wondering if she should go and take a look at her senior sister's cave first.
[My senior sister has been led to a mountain formation, it seems to be in a cave, quickly have him lead the way!]

Mo Jiuwei sensed something, and hurriedly kicked her legs, then pointed in a direction.

[To the west, to the west!]

Is there anything in that place that could trap people?

Meng Ling suddenly pointed to the west and asked Xiao Fang.

Xiao Fang blinked her big eyes in confusion, "A place where people are trapped?"

“It’s a formation that can trap people,” Hu Jiu said. “Since she’s in danger and isn’t responding to telepathic messages, she’s most likely trapped somewhere.”

They thought their description was accurate enough, and all they needed to do was lead the way.

But Xiao Fang still seemed to understand but not quite, and shook his head at them, "No, they came here to learn, they should be resting at this time, how could they be trapped? You two are overthinking it."

After saying that, he gave a friendly smile.

Hu Jiu, Meng Ling: ...

Both of them felt a tightness in their chests, and their fists were also a little itchy.

Meng Ling was too lazy to argue with him anymore, so she picked up Mo Jiuwei and headed west, saying, "Jiuwei, you're closest to Senior Sister Chen, so you must be able to sense her location, right? I'll walk, and you can show me the way, okay?"

【Great! 】

[Senior Sister Meng really understands me. How did she know I knew where the place was?]

Mo Jiuwei was overjoyed and quickly nodded in agreement, then pointed the way all the way.

"Hey, fellow Daoists, where are you going? You can't just wander around here!" Xiao Fang was taken aback. Watching them walk away, he hurriedly followed, shouting to stop them.

[Fool, it's three fellow Daoists.]

Even amidst her busy schedule, Mo Jiuwei managed to find a moment to correct him.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, we can sense Senior Sister's location. Please come with us to find her."

Meng Ling stopped and looked at Xiao Fang with a serious expression. "Our people paid to come here for their training. Your Qingyue Sect has a responsibility to ensure their safety. If anything happens to her, I will hold your sect accountable!"

(End of this chapter)