Let me explain, it's not what you think.

Hearing the noise Hu Wei made, Lu Chen suddenly woke up.

"Master's wife, your disciple takes his leave."

He stepped back, bowed respectfully, his voice regaining its proper respect and distance, and then left.

At this moment, only Chen Xuejiao and Hu Wei remained in the room.

However, one of them is still asleep.

"I acted impulsively at the time... What a terrible mistake!" Chen Xuejiao sighed.

For a fleeting moment, she genuinely felt that leaning against him like this wouldn't be so bad.

The child's biological father brought her immense comfort!

But when faced with her husband, she could only keep it a secret. Over time, she felt like avoiding Hu Wei.

"Old Hu, the apprentice you took on... is really capable."

……

The next morning, after everyone sobered up, they gathered together and boarded the sect's flying boat.

Everyone was full of fighting spirit and had been waiting for this day.

Chen Xuejiao was the only one who didn't come. She stayed at the stronghold, saying she had to look after some of the sect's business.

Lu Chen knew that was an excuse; she just didn't want to face what was about to happen. It was very likely she would see her identity exposed, and then…

The airship quickly arrived at the assembly point of the allied forces.

Lu Chen stood at the bow of the ship and saw a dark mass below. It was a group of cultivators from various sects, including the righteous path, the demonic sect, the royal family, and even a few transformed demons. They wore all sorts of different clothes, and there were many banners and flags. Their killing intent was overwhelming.

This is the first time in their history that they have been so united!

At the very front was a huge golden dragon boat, with a middle-aged man in a dragon robe standing at the bow, his face dignified.

He was none other than Tang Xin, the emperor of the Dali Dynasty.

Behind him stood a dozen or so cultivators with profound auras, the lowest of whom were at the Nascent Soul stage.

"Gentlemen, I won't go into the details of why I'm here today: to raze the Hehuan Sect to the ground and avenge our humiliated sects. Especially that fiend—we want to see him alive or dead!"

"Crush the Hehuan Sect! Capture the demon alive!" The cultivators below shouted in unison, and even the demons joined in the shouting.

This is the first time that humans and demons have ever been so united!

Lu Chen stood in the crowd and pretended to shout a few times.

The allied forces set off.

The Hehuan Sect's secret stronghold is located in a deep valley, surrounded by mountains and shrouded in mist. It would be impossible to find without someone leading the way.

At Tang Xin's command, the cultivators surged forward like a tidal wave. The shouts of battle were deafening, and spiritual light shone everywhere. Under the combined bombardment of hundreds of cultivators, the formation teetered on the brink of collapse, and cracks quickly appeared.

Lu Chen rushed forward with the crowd, but his pace slowed down more and more.

Until he fell behind the group.

It wasn't that he didn't want to rush, it was that his legs wouldn't obey him.

Hearing the shouts from the crowd, he felt a little sweaty in his crotch.

With each step forward, he could feel himself getting closer to death.

"Junior brother!"

Lu Chen turned his head sharply and saw Lin Tian leading Wang Feng and Zhang Fan toward him.

Lin Tian frowned deeply, his gaze sweeping over the man's face with a scrutinizing look.

"How did you fall behind? This is so important, why aren't you being proactive?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Feng and Zhang Fan also stared at him, their eyes filled with some doubt.

Lu Chen didn't say anything, but instead pulled Lin Tian aside and walked halfway there.

"Junior brother, is there anything you can't say to them?"

"Senior brother, are you stupid?!" Lu Chen immediately scolded Lin Tian.

"How am I stupid? Everyone else is rushing to the front, and you're just lagging behind! And you're criticizing me?"

"Look at Senior Brother Renwang and Junior Brother Zhang, they are both direct victims of that demon, so his hatred must be greater than ours!"

"So what! What does this have to do with you not going up!"

"Senior brother, look at how many people we've brought! Even those demons who are at odds with our human race have come. Do you think we can manage to snatch anyone from the Joyful Union Sect?"

"Hiss! Now that you mention it, it's true!"

"If you recklessly rush forward and kill everyone, your junior brothers won't be as skilled as you and won't be able to catch a single one. You'll be filled with hatred but unable to release it. Won't that be even more painful?"

"I'm stationed at the very back to keep an eye on anyone trying to escape, giving you double insurance!"

Lin Tian's eyes immediately cleared.

"Junior brother, it was my fault. I was rash just now. I'm sorry!"

"Not at all, senior brother, you meant well!"

……

When the two reappeared before Wang Feng and Zhang Fan, Lin Tian was now all smiles and pleasantries. (Guangxin)

"Senior brothers, don't misunderstand Junior Brother Lu. He's doing this for a good reason, and I've already decided that I'll stay with him at the back!"

Wang Feng and Zhang Fan: "???"

The battle ended in a near-total rout.

Lu Chen was right. Wang Feng and Zhang Fan were both very weak. They didn't even manage to touch a single member of the Hehuan Sect on the battlefield before the battle was almost over.

Fortunately, Lin Tian reacted quickly and rushed over to snatch a core male disciple of the Hehuan Sect, throwing him to the two of them, giving them a chance to vent their anger.

The battle in the sky has also ended.

Emperor Tang Xin, with an elder of the Hehuan Sect by the neck in his hand, slowly descended from the clouds.

"explain."

"Who exactly is that sorcerer, and where is he?"

The elder grinned.

"I think you shouldn't be concerned about that sorcerer's identity, but rather about yourselves!"

"What do you mean? What else did you do?"

"So you guys didn't notice anything at all! What a bunch of idiots! No wonder that sorcerer's identity was so easy to find out, but you couldn't!"

"But since His Majesty has asked, I will answer. Since I'm not going to live anyway, I might as well make you suffer a little too."

Tang Xin threw him on the ground and waited for him to speak.

"Ahem, do you cultivators of the Great Li Dynasty feel that it's become increasingly difficult to have offspring in recent years? Do you feel that those talented cultivators are inexplicably dying out one after another? Do you feel that those great families are getting worse with each generation?"

"It's poison, we poisoned it."

"Our Hehuan Sect has poisoned the entire spiritual veins of the Great Li. It's not a poison that kills, but a poison that kills offspring. It specifically targets the male fertility of cultivators, rendering them lifeless."

The entire room fell silent.

"Do you think infertility is just a matter of genetics or bad luck?"

He laughed, a maniacal laugh.

"No, that's not it! We're the ones who made you childless! It's all for our business!"

The entire audience erupted in uproar.

Some people exclaimed in surprise, some cursed angrily, some turned pale, and some collapsed to the ground with their legs weak.

Wang Feng stood in the crowd, his expression shifting from shock to blankness, then from blankness to a ghastly green.

At the same time, he also felt a sense of relief.

It turns out it wasn't his fault.

It's not that he was born with poor quality.

He was framed.

Zhang Fan stood beside him, seemingly remembering something, and trembled all over.