After transmigrating into the body of a junior sister of a celestial sect, the cultivation world wen

Ning Yue could hardly believe her ears. She scratched her head and asked, "What did you say—?"

Ying Yang repeated it exactly as it was.

"Ha." Ning Yue laughed in exasperation. "Who are you? You've got quite the nerve?"

Inside the carriage, Ying Yang paused, then became enraged: "Say it again if you dare!?"

"What's wrong with saying it again?" Ning Yue repeated without changing his expression. "Alright, that's all. How are you feeling?"

"You! You!!" Ying Yang was so angry that he couldn't speak.

The carriage curtain was violently flung open, revealing a face that resembled Ying Yan's but with a completely different expression.

"You monks came down here seeking our protection! How dare you speak to me like that! Have you considered the consequences?"

"What consequences?" Shi Yinghan's cold voice rang out: "You probably don't have a clear understanding of your own position."

"First, we came to the mortal realm to help, not to seek rescue as you claim."

"Secondly, with your pathetic skills, I wouldn't even want to use you as punching bags. How do you plan to protect us?"

Ying Yang's expression faltered for a moment, then flushed with embarrassment and anger: "...What did you say!?"

He almost jumped out of the guards' circle and ran up to Shi Yinghan to yell at him.

Shi Yinghan frowned slightly, and his aura spread outwards with a sharp and imposing force. The fallen leaves around him moved without wind, and his heavy aura pressed down on him.

Even though Shi Yinghan's cultivation was suppressed to the Qi Refining stage, the pressure he emitted was still unmatched by ordinary cultivators.

Ying Yang was startled by this imposing aura and trembled slightly.

She couldn't help but take a few steps back, not daring to even lift her face in front of Shi Yinghan.

Only then did he finally realize, or rather, his understanding at that moment became incredibly clear.

These people in front of him are definitely not people he can order around at will.

Even if his father, the emperor, were here, he would have to be treated with respect.

Seeing Ying Yang's expression, Ying Yan knew he wouldn't dare to say anything more arrogant, so she put further pressure on him.

His expression darkened slightly as he stepped in front of Shi Yinghan, saying, "This is a critical moment, Your Majesty. Don't cause any more trouble."

Ying Yang's momentum faltered, intimidated by Shi Yinghan's fierce aura, and also because Ying Yan rarely indulged him.

Finally, not daring to act rashly any further, he timidly retreated back into his carriage.

"...Don't follow me anymore," Ying Yan said to the carriage. "Following me will only make things more dangerous."

Ying Yang remained silent, hiding inside the carriage.

"And..." Ying Yan frowned and said to the thirty-two guards around the carriage.

"...Leave only four of them; I will arrange for the rest to come and take you to various places to provide support."

"Yes!" the soldiers replied in unison, clearly dissatisfied with their task of protecting the prince.

He was thrilled to be transferred away by the Second Prince and was finally able to put his talents to good use.

Ying Yang huddled in the carriage, not daring to resist, and only said, "...keep a few more."

"There are only four," Ying Yan said coldly.

"Oh……"

Yang Fei snorted coldly: "Weren't you all aggressive just now? Who's the younger brother here?"

Anyone who didn't know better would think you're underdeveloped or a giant baby.

Song Yishi chuckled and said, "Never mind him, we have important matters to attend to."

Ying Yan nodded: "Please follow me, everyone."

Yang Fei said, "Why didn't you dismiss your brother's guards sooner? Otherwise, you could have sent more people to other places."

Ying Yan said helplessly, "I only did it because of your support. Before you arrived, I couldn't go against his wishes."

"My father thinks that if I go to the upper realm to cultivate, I will not be able to shoulder the responsibilities of the king in the future."

Therefore, he shows particular favoritism towards his elder brother, and I cannot influence him in any way.

"...not to mention that he just dismissed his guards."

Ning Yue shook his head: "It's alright, the people have already been sent out, let's go."

……

When Ning Yue arrived at her destination, she discovered that things had turned out to be far worse than she had imagined.

Fires were raging everywhere, except perhaps near the palace, where the situation was less chaotic.

Limbs and severed bodies were scattered in various places...

Walls, haystacks, alleyways...

The air was thick with the stench of blood.

This is no worse than hell on earth.

"Ah—help!" A barefoot child ran over from a distance.

A drooling demon followed behind, moving incredibly fast and closing in on the child in just a few breaths.

The child's face was full of terror, and he was running with great difficulty, as if he had been chased for a long time.

"Please—! Save me!?" the child shouted frantically at Ning Yue and the others in front of him.

Ning Yue reacted extremely quickly; the instant she saw the demons, she had already condensed several ice crystal arrows.

A chill instantly spread, and the child felt a coldness under his feet, which then became increasingly numb, causing him to gradually slow down.

Despair surged within him, and he could barely take a step.

...Is that all?

After running for so long, just when I was about to be saved, I still couldn't outrun the fate of death.

The child slowed down and eventually could barely run anymore.

His eyes were blank as he stared ahead, waiting for the demons behind him to pounce.

With a "whoosh," a chill quickly spread from my ear to my back.

The expected excruciating pain of being torn apart did not come; instead, the demon chasing him cried out in pain.

The roar was shrill and unpleasant, and after a moment it went completely silent.

The child turned around in disbelief, only to find a little bit of icy water melting on the ground behind him.

He stood there dumbfounded, not understanding what was going on.

Ning Yue flicked her hand; she had shot out three arrows in total, one of which hit the demon behind the child.

The other two were given to the demons who were lying on the rooftop next to them, watching them intently.

There was also a group of demons that were preparing to attack from behind them.

Yang Fei stared at Ning Yue in disbelief: "Junior Sister, the power hasn't diminished at all!"

Ning Yue nodded: "It's alright."

Ying Yan's eyes lit up, filled with surprise and joy: "As expected of Miss Ning! Even when suppressed to the Qi Refining stage, she is still so powerful."

Ning Yue wrinkled his nose and looked up at the sky, but didn't respond.

She had just used the power of a Golden Core cultivator, which allowed her to more keenly detect the demons lurking in the shadows.

The strength of everyone else was uniformly suppressed to the Qi Refining Realm, so it's normal that they couldn't detect it.

Shi Yinghan frowned and spoke.

"Everyone stay alert. Only Junior Sister noticed the danger just now. We can't let Junior Sister do everything. Everyone be careful."

Yang Fei straightened his expression and adopted an attitude a hundred times more serious than before.

Could it be that the suppression of one's cultivation level to the Qi Refining stage is too uncomfortable?

It doesn't make sense that he hadn't noticed even though his junior sister had already killed all the demons.

Ning Yue glanced at Yang Fei's expression and felt somewhat guilty.

She thought to herself, "Your junior sister is using the strength of the Golden Core stage."

But now is not the time to reveal your blood; it's not too late to do so when the situation becomes truly critical.

Because Ning Lian's blood can help her break through the suppression.

...Then perhaps her blood can help Shi Yinghan and the others break through the suppression.