These three—one with a composed demeanor wearing black robes, one in rich, brocade garments with a light, detached gaze, and the third a woman in her thirties—“Ah, it's indeed a pleasant coincidence,” the lady with the surname Li smiled warmly upon seeing these three disciples of the Shuihun True Masters. Yet, the three black-robed cultivators on the other side regarded them coldly, their expressions somewhat gloomy. The woman in particular, her tone sharp, asked, “Coincidence? Two disciples of Yuling Sect, why haven’t you stayed in Yuanwu Kingdom and instead come secretly to Yue Kingdom? Does that not reflect a lack of regard for our Gui Ling Sect?” “Lin Sister has misunderstood. I and Huan Sister came to Yue Kingdom at the behest of our master. Due to urgent matters, we were unable to notify your sect in time. Moreover, we shall only remain in Yue Kingdom for a brief few days before departing—absolutely no neglect of your sect’s hospitality.” The lady with the surname Li smiled gently and explained. "Regardless of why the two junior sisters have come to the Yue State, I have no intention of asking further about it. At this moment, I only wish to ask—one question: had the two of you visited the Taiyue Mountain range a few days ago, and if so, what did you retrieve?" The black-robed cultivator fixed his gaze steadily on the woman with the Li surname, asking the question with calm, emotionless precision. It seems that cultivators who have mastered the restriction of the spirit infant have stayed in the area around Taishan for a few hours. Thus, after a slight twinkle of her eyes, the lady with the surname Liu opened her mouth and inquired, "Taishan—we sisters have never been there. However, beyond a hundred li behind us, there is a cultivator who stayed at Taishan for a period similar to what Brother mentioned. Might Brother be seeking this person?" "Beyond a hundred li? Is Li-sister not being overly imaginative? How do you know this cultivator stayed at Taishan? Is he not one of your own sect's disciples?" The well-dressed scholar, after circling both women with unabashed admiration, suddenly smiled and said. "Brother is mistaken. As we are located in the State of Yue, how could we dare to so openly deceive our senior brothers? If you doubt it, Sister can swear upon the heavens. And once Brother asks, the truth will be revealed. We have never met this person, though—we do know of him. The reason for our knowledge, however, is rather complex." Currently, the younger sister has an urgent matter that requires her to be on the move; she will explain the details more thoroughly to the senior brother at a later time." The lady with the willow surname blushed slightly, her eyes like autumn waves, and spoke with a graceful charm that made the young scholar in fine robes gaze at her with wide, almost stunned eyes. Observing her demeanor, the scholar in black robes furrowed his brows, feeling somewhat doubtful. After a moment's pause, he smoothed his expression and said, "For ordinary matters, I would fully trust the words of Miss Liu. However, in this case, our sixth brother and several of his disciples were ambushed and killed in the Taiyue Mountain range—no remains were left behind, and our master has been deeply incensed. Among the high-ranking cultivators who have recently entered the Yue state, only the group led by Miss Liu has an unusually strange record. Since Miss Liu has identified the person behind her as having stayed in Taiyue Mountain, why not go with us to verify this directly?" I was just about to find out who this person was. If indeed this person is the one who murdered the sixth disciple, I will surely offer my heartfelt thanks to both of you afterward." The black-robed monk spoke calmly, then fixed his gaze steadily on the delegation from Yuling Sect. "A confrontation?" Li, the woman, was momentarily startled, then showed signs of hesitation. "How is it that you two sisters refuse to even offer this modest assistance?" The seemingly casual question from the black-robed monk prompted the group of Guilin Sect monks behind him to gather closely around them, all of them evidently prepared to intervene immediately if necessary. As soon as this situation unfolded, Li's expression grew slightly concerned. Just as she was about to say something more, she suddenly turned around in surprise. Not only she, but every other monk present felt a powerful, cold awareness descend from the heavens, unimpeded and fully enveloping them all at once. Though no one was visible, the clear, penetrating sense of unwelcoming coldness was unmistakable. "He's a Yuan-Embryo stage cultivator—how could the person you mentioned be such an ancient Yuan-Embryo monster, trying to deceive us into dying here?" The graceful woman, struck by the terrifying power of the cultivator's awareness, exclaimed in surprise and anger. "Enough talk—immediately scatter and flee. Every one who can make it is a victory." Though equally furious, the cultivator named Xun realized that now was not the time to press the matter. With a calm voice, he delivered the words and then instantly transformed into a streak of black light, vanishing first. "That person might not even be the one who killed our sixth brother. Perhaps we don't need to be so afraid." The dressed-in-robes scholar, startled, hesitated before speaking. "Hmph! If Brother wishes to hand his life over to others, then I shall not be joining him!" The woman replied coldly, transforming into a crimson streak and speeding off in another direction. The scholar's face fell deeply. He glared at the members of the Yuling Sect across the way and then stomped his foot, taking off after them. The other junior cultivators of Yunling Sect naturally began to scatter, fleeing in panic. The terrifying power of the Yuan婴 cultivators left them with no will to resist at all. "These people are truly useless. Not only did they fail to assist us, but they also wasted precious time that could have been used for our escape," the lady with the willow surname raised her elegant brows, speaking in a sharply irritated tone. "Actually, things have improved significantly now. With these people providing us protection, our chances of escape have greatly increased. We shall each follow our own fate," said Han Yunzhi, who remained remarkably composed. With a delicate gesture, she tapped her waist-mounted spirit-animal satchel, and a large, snow-white bird materialized in the air. The lady with the willow surname and the other Yunling Sect cultivators moved swiftly—some changed direction and took off on their own vehicles, while others released flying spirit beasts, just like Han Yunzhi, to glide away. The only thing in common was that all of them were single travelers, none of them choosing to go in the same direction as anyone else, fearing that a large group might be targeted by the pursuing calamities. To his surprise, the scene was now completely deserted. According to their expectations, even if the Yuan婴 cultivator could move at the fastest pace, he could not possibly catch up with all of them—enough to ensure the survival of most. At that moment, Han Li had already reached within a hundred li. Upon scanning the area with his divine awareness, he noticed an additional wave of Mysterious Sect cultivators had appeared, which surprised him slightly. However, when both waves suddenly scattered and fled in different directions, his brows furrowed, and he found himself somewhat at a loss. A flash of cold, sharp determination passed over his face. Taking a deep breath, a thunderous sound resonated behind him, and a silver arc shimmered, causing two pairs of silvery-white wings to materialize behind his back. He gently infused the divine, protective lightning within his body into the Wind-Thunder Wings, and in an instant, he vanished in the electric arcs. A moment later, his form appeared several li away. With the continuous use of this lightning-based teleportation technique, Han Li's figure flickered and moved swiftly, gradually extending his reach. Within a short while, he had arrived precisely at the point where the cultivators had previously parted ways Han Li remained expressionless, yet with a subtle awareness, instantly located all the magicians fleeing for their lives. At this moment, the farthest one had already escaped forty to fifty li, while the nearest had only just fled ten li beyond. Han Li chuckled coldly, immediately locking onto the distant Daoist cultivator at the peak of his Dan stage, then vanished in a flash of light. And the woman herself was secretly pleased. Though her combat techniques might not quite match the top-tier ones in direct confrontation, her mastery of the rare Wind-Fire Transcendence technique was exceptional. Furthermore, she had cultivated a Wind-type artifact, the "Drifting Spirit Belt," which greatly enhanced her mobility. She believed her current speed of movement was at least comparable to that of a Yuan婴初期 cultivator. If one were to ask which of the fleeing cultivators was most likely to escape unharmed, none would be more suitable than her. As she was quietly pondering, she suddenly heard a deep, resonant sound—though it was not loud and came from a distance—it nonetheless caused her to pause, turning with astonishment in the red glow.