"Sacrificial Elder..."
Han Dongri and Feng Xian caught up, but Wan Yunting and Ji Ruxue were nowhere to be seen. Only their Sacrificial Elder lay on the ground, pale and weak, gasping for breath.
"Sacrificial Elder, what...what happened to you?"
Han Dongri and Feng Xian's eyes widened in disbelief as they looked at their Sacrificial Elder's current state. He was so weak, without any trace of internal energy. He now looked like an ordinary eighty or ninety-year-old man, having fallen and lying on the ground, gasping and moaning. This left both of them filled with incredulity.
After all, the Sacrificial Elder was at the Neigang realm of martial arts, more than capable of dealing with Wan Yunting and Ji Ruxue. How had he ended up like this...
"Xigong Dafa..."
The Sacrificial Elder's aged face and frail body trembled uncontrollably. His emotions were stirred; the thought of his decades of hard work in cultivation, accumulating profound internal energy, being completely siphoned off by Wan Yunting in an instant, made the Sacrificial Elder wish for death.
"What Xigong Dafa? You mean the Divine Snake Tribe's Divine Mother siphoned your internal energy?"
Han Dongri's eyes widened, filled with disbelief. He couldn't comprehend how the mighty Sacrificial Elder couldn't handle Ji Ruxue and an injured Wan Yunting.
"It was... Wan... Yunting, he... he knows Xigong Dafa..."
The Sacrificial Elder spoke weakly, his emotions making it difficult to even get the words out.
"Wan Yunting!"
Startled, Feng Xian turned to Han Dongri. His sharp eyes widened, and he stood up, brandishing his black long saber. He instructed the two stewards behind him, "Immediately escort the Sacrificial Elder back and summon the Main God out of seclusion!"
Feng Xian's heart jolted. He quickly said, "Senior Brother Han, Godfather is in seclusion. He strictly forbids us from disturbing him before the appointed time. You know the consequences."
Han Dongri shot him a glare. Feng Xian continued, "No matter how much功力 (gongli - internal energy) Wan Yunting siphoned from the Sacrificial Elder, with so many of us here, we can definitely capture them!"
Han Dongri's brow furrowed as he watched the Sacrificial Elder being carried away. He also knew that since the Main God, his Godfather, was in seclusion, he absolutely could not be disturbed for anything less than a major crisis, or the consequence would be death.
After a moment of internal struggle, Han Dongri raised his enraged eyes, swung his saber, and roared, "Continue the pursuit! We must capture them!"
Instantly, Han Dongri and Feng Xian, leading a group of core believers, continued to pursue the direction Wan Yunting and Ji Ruxue had taken...
Meanwhile, on the other side, Duan Feilong and Lin Yidao, along with a group of outer disciples from the Tianyan Main God Cult and other stewards, were forming a pincer movement in the mountain forests east of Mount E Yue, creating a encirclement...
Several helicopters were also continuously searching for traces of Wan Yunting and Ji Ruxue in the sky...
On the high seas, a high-speed yacht was anchored. Zi Qing sat cross-legged on the deck, meditating with closed eyes. Then, Zhang Xian'er walked over, holding the Qingping sword. Her peach blossom eyes glanced at Zi Qing, and she snorted, "You can still sit there meditating? Aren't you even a little worried about him?"
Zi Qing, with her phoenix eyes closed, maintained a stoic expression as if she hadn't heard Zhang Xian'er's words, remaining silent.
"Tsk, I'm talking to you. Can you stop being like a block of wood?"
Zhang Xian'er's peach blossom eyes widened in anger as she glared at Zi Qing, so furious she wanted to draw her sword and kill the woman. But she thought better of it. Holding her sword, her eyes gazed out at the dark sea ahead, with a few cruise ships passing by...
Zhang Xian'er pouted, sighing, "I don't know if that guy is still alive. If he's dead, I won't be able to go back and explain to Uncle Ouyang and Grandpa Ouyang..."
Zi Qing, beside her, slowly opened her phoenix eyes. Her voice, soft and pleasant, slowly said, "He possesses a celestial countenance. He won't die so easily!"
"Celestial countenance? What does that mean?"
Seeing that Zi Qing had finally spoken, Zhang Xian'er became a little excited. Finally, there was someone she could talk to.
But then Zi Qing closed her phoenix eyes again and continued her meditation...
"You..."
This infuriated Zhang Xian'er. Her peach blossom eyes widened, and she gnashed her teeth. She made a fist and punched Zi Qing's occiput as if to knock her, then snorted and turned to go down the deck and back into the cabin. She saw Fierce Tiger and Wild Dragon sitting nearby, their faces filled with melancholy.
At that moment, Jiang Wenhao returned, talking on his phone, his expression somewhat excited. He said, "Alright, I'll immediately arrange for helicopters to pick you up. That's all for now."
"Hello, how is it? Have they found Wan Yunting?" Zhang Xian'er immediately asked.
Fierce Tiger and Wild Dragon also stood up and looked at Jiang Wenhao. He nodded, "Good news, Sky Wolf says our teacher and the others are still alive, but they are in a very dangerous situation. The Tianyan Main God Cult people are scouring the mountains for them."
Wild Dragon's eyes widened, and he exclaimed excitedly, "So, Boss Wan is still alive!"
"That's great," Zhang Xian'er exclaimed, overjoyed upon hearing that Wan Yunting was alive.
Fierce Tiger frowned and asked, "Wenhao, has Sky Wolf mentioned any plan to rescue Boss Wan?"
Jiang Wenhao replied, "Sky Wolf's suggestion is for me to send helicopters to pick them up. He and Phantom are figuring out how to rendezvous with our teacher and bring them back by helicopter."
Fierce Tiger and Wild Dragon nodded. After all, they couldn't enter H Country's Seoul at the moment and had to use other connections to help Wan Yunting!
One must know how strong the Tianyan Main God Cult's influence was in Seoul, especially the Right Cult Leader of the Outer Sect, Che Taimin. In Seoul, he was a monopolizing chaebol. With just one command from him, the high-ranking officials in Seoul would turn a blind eye to this matter.
At the same time, the events of last night were completely suppressed, and the outside world had no idea what had happened at the Tianyan Main God Cult on Mount E Yue.
The ordinary people in the vicinity were also unaware, only noticing that Mount E Yue had been unusually lively for the past two nights, with many helicopters flying back and forth in the dark mountain forest, causing a great commotion.
At this moment, Che Taimin was at the Tianyan Main God Cult's church within Seoul, dispatching another batch of believers to Mount E Yue to join the search and capture of Wan Yunting and Ji Ruxue.
"I never thought a Chinese person could cause such a big mess!"
Che Xiuxian poured two glasses of wine and handed one to his father, Che Taimin, who was sitting in his office chair after finishing a phone call arranging matters. Che Taimin took the wine glass, narrowed his eyes, took a small sip, and placed the glass on the table without speaking.
But Che Taimin also felt shocked. Just moments ago, news had come from Mount E Yue that the Sacrificial Elder had been carried down the mountain back to headquarters. This made it difficult for him to understand what abilities this Chinese man, Wan Yunting, possessed that even the Sacrificial Elder couldn't capture him.
"Dad, everyone in the Sima family has been killed!"
Che Xiuxian, however, couldn't hide his smile. He said, "This is a good thing for us."
Che Taimin took another sip of his wine. "The most important thing now is to capture that Wan Yunting..."
Just then, an assistant walked in and said from a distance, "Cult Leader, President Kim is here!"
Che Taimin raised an eyebrow, and Che Xiuxian turned to look at the assistant, "Kim Jae-seok, what is he here for?"
Then, a middle-aged man, dressed in a suit and wearing glasses, who was a major figure in H Country's political scene, Kim Jae-seok, strode in with a few followers. Seeing Che Taimin seated in his office chair, Kim Jae-seok's expression turned grim, and he said in a deep tone, "Che Taimin, you can still sit still?"
"President Kim, what are you here for?"
Before Che Taimin could speak, Che Xiuxian, with his arrogant and presumptuous demeanor, impolitely questioned him.
"What am I here for?"
Kim Jae-seok turned his head, his eyes glaring at the not-so-big Che Xiuxian. He then turned back to the immobile Che Taimin and said coldly, "Your Tianyan Main God Cult has caused such a huge incident. Do you really think you can hide it from everyone?"
"Do you know who that Chinese man, Wan Yunting, you're trying to capture, is?"
Che Taimin, holding his wine glass, remained expressionless. His cunning eyes met Kim Jae-seok's. He continued to say coldly, "The Chinese Embassy has already come looking for him. If you don't hand over that Chinese man, Wan Yunting, not even Li can save you!"
"What do you mean?"
Che Xiuxian couldn't sit still any longer. Che Taimin waved his hand to his son, signaling that he had no place speaking here. Then, he looked up at Kim Jae-seok and said, "We haven't caught that Wan Yunting. He's still on Mount E Yue!"
Kim Jae-seok stepped forward and slammed his hands hard on Che Taimin's office desk. His eyes glared at Che Taimin and he said, "I don't care where he is. China has already issued a warning: if anything happens to that Wan Yunting, you're finished!"
Che Taimin raised an eyebrow, his heart skipping a beat. He knew that Wan Yunting had another identity, and it was precisely because he relied on the Main God of the Tianyan Main God Cult that he dared to be so reckless.
He also understood Kim Jae-seok's meaning. If Wan Yunting were to be harmed in their H Country, then someone at a certain level in China would retaliate!
The consequences of this were likely something even Che Taimin couldn't afford!
For a moment, Che Taimin remained silent, holding his wine glass. Kim Jae-seok, in front of him, said, "Immediately order your people to stop, or you will bear the consequences!"
Che Taimin looked up, his gaze calmly fixed on Kim Jae-seok. He said, "Our Main God wants him. Do you think I can control that?"
Upon mentioning the Main God of the Tianyan Main God Cult, Kim Jae-seok's heart suddenly tightened. He remembered the blood case twenty years ago that had shocked the entire H Country. It was a terrifying event, a minefield that everyone in high society dared not mention.
Kim Jae-seok gritted his teeth, his eyes glaring at Che Taimin. He said, "Compared to China, your Main God should prioritize."
Che Taimin nodded and said, "Don't worry, even if we catch that Wan Yunting, our Main God won't kill him. We'll discuss how to resolve it when I take you to see the Main God."
Kim Jae-seok straightened up, pointed at Che Taimin, and said, "I hope you keep your word."
After speaking, Kim Jae-seok waved his hand and left with his entourage.
Che Taimin watched their retreating figures, his cunning eyes instantly turning dark and cold. He knew that the decision of Wan Yunting's life or death rested with their Main God!
The reason Kim Jae-seok appeared here was naturally due to Ouyang Zhixin in Beijing, China. He had used his connections to push for this, wanting to rescue his son, Wan Yunting!