71: Wang Ming, he's actually helping me?!

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Gu Qingyi looked at Wang Ming, her expression complex.

Given the current situation, Wang Ming's proposal was undoubtedly the best solution.

Among all the Qingxin Palace Disciples, only Wang Ming had the ability to survive the pursuit of the Lingjian Pavilion and the Xuantian Sect.

Not 100%, but at least a much higher probability than any other Qingxin Palace Disciple.

"Before entering the Secret Realm, I promised Revered Master that I would do my best to protect the safety of my Junior Brothers and Junior Sisters."

"A mere few hundred people can't take my life, Wang Ming."

Wang Ming spoke with such righteous conviction that even Gu Qingyi was deeply moved.

She couldn't help but recall the scenes that had unfolded in the cave earlier.

"Could it be that at the time... he had no intention of offending me, and was truly just massaging me to relieve the pain?"

As soon as this thought arose, she dismissed it.

Although she had never been to those massage parlors in the secular world, she knew that a proper massage couldn't possibly be so comprehensive!

"Alright, then be careful yourself." Gu Qingyi said no more, pulling Ouyang Yaoxi and turning to leave.

The two found the Qingxin Palace Disciples in the Secret Realm and, according to Wang Ming's plan, had them spread the news.

Every Qingxin Palace Disciple who heard the plan was deeply moved.

"Senior Brother Wang Ming is willing to put himself in danger for Junior Brother Chen Ye!"

"It's not just Junior Brother Chen Ye; even if any of us encountered the same situation as Junior Brother Chen Ye, I believe Senior Brother Wang Ming would definitely make the same choice!"

"Senior Brother is righteous!"

Everyone was as if injected with chicken blood, full of vigor.

In less than half an hour, the news had spread completely.

In the Lingjian Pavilion team.

The leader was a woman named Lian Feng.

Dressed in purple, her skin was like congealed cream, and her aura was like a secluded orchid.

A sheathed longsword was tucked at her waist.

At this moment, she rested one hand on the sword hilt, listening to the report from the person beside her, her eyes flickering.

Lian Feng

"Wang Ming? Interesting."

Lian Feng's lips curved into a smile with deep meaning.

"Sister, I think he deliberately released the news to lure us over, aiming to relieve pressure on Chen Ye and create time for him to escape."

A woman who resembled Lian Feng by seventy percent said.

It was Lian Xing, who had previously eaten Chen Ye's grilled fish.

"Oh? You've become much smarter during this Secret Realm trial."

Lian Feng gave her an appreciative look, her voice transmitted through Divine Sense into the ears of every Lingjian Pavilion Disciple.

"Maintain the original target, continue the pursuit!"

The Lingjian Pavilion was a group of Sword Cultivators.

Their principles for conduct were particularly simple and direct.

Whoever's sword was stronger, that's who they would listen to!

Therefore, whether in the power structure or among the Disciples, the Lingjian Pavilion had only one voice.

That was the voice of the strongest.

No matter what decision Lian Feng made, the Disciples below would not question the reason, only obey unconditionally.

Meanwhile, on the other side.

The Xuantian Sect team.

The leader was a fair-faced young man who always wore a smile, but his eyes were like poisonous snakes, revealing a chilling coldness.

His name was Mo Dong.

He was the Xuantian Sect's Chief Great Master.

"Another divine beast egg, interesting..." Mo Dong chuckled softly, his right arm around a seductive Junior Sister and his left arm around a tender Little Junior Brother.

"Great Master, this is clearly news deliberately spread by Qingxin Palace to lure us away, so that Chen Ye can seize the opportunity to escape." The Junior Sister gently drew circles on Mo Dong's chest, her voice naturally carrying a certain allure.

With just that one sentence, many Xuantian Sect Disciples' Supreme bones stirred.

But constrained by Mo Dong's presence, they dared not show it too much, only subtly arching their bodies slightly.

"I don't think so." The Little Junior Brother, however, shook his head, his voice surprisingly feminine and delicate, lacking masculine vigor.

"Tell me." Mo Dong smiled at him, signaling him to continue.

"His intention is very obvious!" The Little Junior Brother analyzed, "It's nothing more than to draw us away, but neither we nor the Lingjian Pavilion are fools; how could we not guess his intention?"

"Wang Ming naturally isn't a fool either, but he still did it, so there's only one possibility: that divine beast egg... is also real!"

"Only something real can draw us away!"

"This... is an overt scheme!"

After hearing the Little Junior Brother's analysis, Mo Dong fell into thought, pondering the possibility of this situation.

A moment later, he laughed.

"Not bad, I haven't doted on you for nothing." Mo Dong's hand, wrapped around the Little Junior Brother, moved down and lightly patted him.

The Little Junior Brother's face immediately flushed with a strange crimson.

Seeing this scene, the Xuantian Sect members quickly averted their gaze.

Although Mo Dong outwardly claimed he never cared about worldly opinions, the last person who believed that rhetoric and made such a joke in front of Mo Dong already had grass three meters high on their grave.

"Pass on my order: abandon the pursuit of Chen Ye; we... are going to find Wang Ming!" With Mo Dong's command, the Xuantian Sect team immediately set off in the opposite direction.

"Great Master, are we really giving up on Chen Ye just like that?" The Junior Sister was a little unwilling; they had rushed to catch up with the Lingjian Pavilion, standing on the same starting line as them.

"Chen Ye is like a loach, hiding everywhere. Not to mention whether we can catch him, even if we do and capture him, how would the divine beast egg be distributed?" Mo Dong extended a finger and lightly pressed it against the Junior Sister's lips.

"We'd have to fight the Lingjian Pavilion, and even if we win, the cost wouldn't be small."

Mo Dong pinched her cheek and smiled, "Wang Ming is different. Since he deliberately spread the news to lure us over, he naturally won't hide from us like Chen Ye."

..."Junior Brother Chen Ye, don't run, we're from Qingxin Palace!"

A group of Qingxin Palace Disciples encountered Chen Ye. Chen Ye thought they were coming to chase him again and turned to run, but they quickly tried to stop him.

"How do you prove it!"

Chen Ye slowed his steps but was still running forward.

He had already encountered several groups impersonating Qingxin Palace Disciples, telling him not to run.

The first time, he actually stopped.

It almost killed him.

This time, he vowed to get a clear explanation first.

"How to prove it?"

The several Qingxin Palace Disciples looked at each other. They only knew Chen Ye through the portrait Gu Qingyi had made; they didn't know him personally at all.

Aside from their Qingxin Palace Disciple robes, how else could they prove it?

"Forget it, run if you want, but you can relax a bit; Senior Brother Wang Ming has already drawn away some of the firepower for you."

The several people had no choice but to shout.

Since they couldn't catch him, telling him this news was still good.

Senior Brother Wang Ming had sacrificed so much; Chen Ye must know of this kindness!

"Wang Ming?!"

"He's actually helping me?!"

Hearing Wang Ming's name, Chen Ye immediately stopped and quickly came before the Qingxin Palace Disciples.

"You just said, Senior Brother Wang Ming... is helping me?"

Chen Ye had originally intended to call him by his name, but after thinking about it, he still needed to maintain his persona and not expose himself, so he quickly added 'Senior Brother' at the end.