What do you mean the game swordsman I controlled has come back to life?

Yue Qingwu's expression changed: "Senior Sister, what's wrong?"

She was very flustered, fearing that something had happened to her master.

To her, her master was her most important family member. When she was about to have her child freeze to death, it was her master who carried her back to the sect.

It can be said that her master was like her parents.

"The message didn't say anything, which means there wasn't enough time to gather enough information, and the situation is critical," Hua Jieyu said.

"Senior sister, let's hurry and go provide support!" Yue Qingwu said anxiously.

"Yunyuan Ancient City is the retreat route for Master. It cannot be lost. The sect should have received the news, but I'm afraid it will be too late to provide support."

"Junior sister, I'm going to Guoren Forest with Yi Qing. I'll leave this place to you." Hearing Hua Jieyu's words, Yi Qing nodded as well.

"I'm going too!" Yue Qingwu said.

"No, you are the strongest here. Yunyuan Ancient City cannot be lost, otherwise even if we rescue our master, we will not be able to return."

Hua Jieyu rejected it without hesitation.

"Alright." Yue Qingwu thought of the sleeping Li. Without him, she wouldn't be able to help at the Fruit Forest and would only be a hindrance.

Li's sleep is irregular; this time, he slept for a month.

No matter how Yue Qingwu called out to the other party during this month, there was no response whatsoever.

She understood that the other person wasn't always awake.

Hua Jieyu released a flying sword and headed back towards the sect.

"Just in case, request reinforcements from the sect. Junior sister, keep an eye out for sect reinforcements while you are stationed in Yunyuan Ancient City."

"Okay, senior sister."

"I believe you can do it."

When Hua Jieyu saw Yue Qingwu's worried expression towards her master, her suspicion that the other party had been possessed vanished; after all, the other party was her junior sister.

After saying that, Hua Jieyu left with Yi Qing.

"Junior Sister Qingwu, how are you going to proceed?" Nie Ning asked.

"Cultivate." Yue Qingwu listened to the merciless countdown in her mind, picked up her sword, and went to kill the remaining demonic cultivators in the city.

A day has passed.

Yue Qingwu sent a message to her senior sister Hua Jieyu, but received no response.

The sect's plea for help went unanswered.

The anxiety on Yue Qingwu's face grew even more intense.

A spaceship bearing the insignia of the Shangqing Sword Sect landed on the horizon.

Yue Qingwu was overjoyed, thinking that reinforcements from the sect had arrived.

But it was Zhang Bi who arrived.

"Yue Qingwu, how come you're the only one left in Yunyuan Ancient City?" Zhang Bi sneered.

"Uncle-Master Zhang Bi, the situation at Guorenlin is critical. Please send reinforcements immediately."

Yue Qingwu did not expect that the sect cultivators who came to reinforce her would be Zhang Bi.

She knew she had offended the other party, but now she could only ask for their help out of consideration for their shared kinship.

"Weren't you quite arrogant? Why are you coming to me for help?" Zhang Bi felt a surge of satisfaction upon seeing this.

"Kneel down and beg me, and I might consider it."

Yue Qingwu's pretty face turned bright red, and she clenched her fists tightly.

Please, I would rather ask for his help and let him save my teacher.

"Since Senior Uncle Zhang Bi is unwilling, then he should guard Yunyuan Ancient City. I will go myself."

Yue Qingwu believed that Li could save her master.

"Forget it, if the other disciples see this, they'll think I hold a grudge against a junior from the sect," Zhang Bi said.

"Then thank you very much, Uncle-Master Zhang Bi," Yue Qingwu said.

"There's a condition: you have to come with me and lead the way."

"No problem." Yue Qingwu had planned to go by herself anyway.

Zhang Bi wore a triumphant smile: 'This time, I will wipe out your entire lineage.'

The Fruit Forest is a forest of Blood Demon Trees, a type of demon tree that specifically captures humans. Numerous blood-red aerial roots engulf humans, drawing their blood to produce fruit.

This fruit is an essential resource for the Blood Fiend Sect's cultivation techniques, enabling Blood Fiend Sect disciples to achieve twice the results with half the effort.

The vast orchard was now filled with trees that had been cut down and burned.

On the flying shuttle, Yue Qingwu saw people fighting in the air not far away. Upon closer inspection, she recognized her master, Su Qinghan, who was seriously injured and covered in blood.

"Master!" Yue Qingwu jumped off the flying shuttle and rushed towards the battlefield.

"Qingwu? What are you doing here? Get out of here! This is a trap! There's a traitor within the Shangqing Sword Sect!"

Su Qinghan looked anxious when she saw her disciple coming over, but then she saw Zhang Bi standing on the flying shuttle behind him.

"Zhang Bi! You really did collude with the demonic cultivators!"

The battle at Guorenlin was proceeding as planned; it was only a matter of time before the victory was achieved.

However, just as Su Qinghan led his disciples deep into the Fruit Forest, they were ambushed.

There were traitors among the Shangqing Sword Sect who followed her, who not only killed her disciples but also joined forces with the Blood Fiend Sect to surround them.

She also sent a false distress signal to Yunyuan Ancient City, luring her two disciples there, whose whereabouts remain unknown.

Su Qinghan's master was certain that Zhang Bi's master, Daoist Jinyuan, was colluding with demonic cultivators because his lifespan was nearing its end. Now, Zhang Bi's coincident appearance here speaks volumes.

"Su Qinghan, today is the day of your death. We will exterminate your entire Guanshan lineage!"

Zhang Bi laughed heartily and freely.

"Aren't you afraid of the sect finding out?" Su Qinghan asked in an icy tone.

"The battle at Guoren Forest was extremely dangerous. When we arrived, Su Qinghan and the other members of the Shangqing Sword Sect had all been killed by the demonic cultivators. The demonic cultivators are truly hateful."

Zhang Bi looked at Su Qinghan with a mocking expression.

The Blood Fiend Sect demonic cultivators who were besieging Su Qinghan and the others watched this scene with a calm and collected demeanor.

"Zhang Bi, why did you bring a Qi Refining cultivator with you?"

"I want to personally hone this Qi Refining cultivator." Yue Qingwu had made him lose face in the Shangqing Sword Sect, and Zhang Bi had been waiting for this opportunity for a long time.

"I want her to watch her fellow disciples and master die one by one in front of her."

Let her die in helplessness and regret.

"Yue Qingwu, this is the consequence of offending me."

"Zhang Bier, how dare you! I will kill you!" Su Qinghan waved his hand, protecting Yue Qingwu behind him.

"Master, I'm sorry, it's my fault. I shouldn't have humiliated Zhang Bi in public. Otherwise, you wouldn't have ended up in this situation."

Yue Qingwu took the blame for these mistakes upon herself, her expression filled with remorse.

"Qingwu, this is not your fault. Even without you, the lineage of Daoist Jinyuan would not have let us go."

Su Qinghan said softly.

"If we break through and leave this place, we must get the news out."

Su Qinghan didn't know how many of her disciples would survive, but even one would be enough.

"You will all follow me!" Su Qinghan bit his tongue, causing his essence blood to ignite, and his originally weak and listless aura suddenly surged.

It's even stronger than it was at its peak.

But the feeling was like a candle burning to its last flame, the flame extremely bright.

"Master!" Yue Qingwu's expression was one of extreme heartache.

That is a secret technique of cultivators burning their essence and blood, a posture in which cultivators prepare for a desperate fight.

A cultivator's essence blood represents their foundation; burning essence blood is burning one's own very foundation.

That would cause irreparable damage; at best, it would severely shorten one's lifespan and make cultivation difficult, and at worst, it would lead to death and the dissipation of one's cultivation.

"Follow me to break through!" Su Qinghan drew his sword with overwhelming momentum, using his spiritual energy to support Yue Qingwu as they broke through in one direction.

She transformed into a streak of sword light, followed closely by five figures.

Su Qinghan nearly cleaved a mid-Foundation Establishment cultivator from the Blood Fiend Sect who was blocking her way in two with a single sword strike, sending him crashing into the Fruit People Forest.

"Su Qinghan is fighting desperately to hold her off until she's completely exhausted!"

Zhang Bi, hiding behind, unleashed a sword light. Su Qinghan was locked in combat with another Foundation Establishment cultivator from the Blood Fiend Sect, and the sword light slashed towards Yue Qingwu, the weakest among them.

Su Qinghan raised her hand to protect Yue Qingwu, but her left arm was severed.

"Master!" Yue Qingwu cried, tears streaming down her face.

"Keep running!" Su Qinghan's cold and beautiful face showed no pain despite her severed arm, only unwavering determination.

The disciples behind him followed silently, their eyes filled with hatred.

"Su Qinghan, look what this is!"

Two disciples, covered in blood and wounds and dressed in the attire of the Shangqing Sword Sect, knelt before Zhang Bi.

"Understands! Easy to understand!"

Su Qinghan's pupils suddenly contracted, and she involuntarily slowed down.

Zhang Bi grinned maliciously, grabbed Hua Jieyu's hair, and held the sword to her neck.

Stab it!

Blood splattered.

"Master... go quickly..." Hua Jieyu's eyes dimmed and gradually lost their color.

Zhang Bi threw the head at Su Qinghan.

Su Qinghan instinctively wanted to take it.

The head was pierced and exploded in mid-air by a white beam of light, turning into dust.

Su Qinghan reached out and the dust fell into her hand; she clenched her fist.

He looked up and his eyes were bloodshot.

"Zhang Bi!"