Legend of the Transcendent-Chapter 173: Current situation

Zhang Ke laughed, "We're all practicing diligently."

Mi Xiaojing retorted, "You're the most lax one!"

Zhang Ke fell silent. He knew he was the most relaxed among them, often slacking off. He stepped back, feeling a bit embarrassed. He was somewhat afraid of disappointing Mi Xiaojing.

"Hehe, I... I will practice harder..."

Luo Bo chuckled, "The big guy is still afraid of Xiao Mi."

Zhang Ke lightly slapped him, "I'm not afraid, just embarrassed. Dare to laugh at me? I'll give you less food next meal!"

Luo Bo immediately backed down. He loved to eat and had a huge appetite. Half of the food Zhang Ke cooked every day ended up in Luo Bo's stomach. So, the threat of less food hit Luo Bo's weak spot, and he didn't dare to retaliate.

"Big guy, I'm afraid of you, okay?"

Mi Xiaojing also laughed. He knew Luo Bo was a foodie who would eat anything, regardless of whether it was raw or cooked. After starting his cultivation, Luo Bo's appetite increased even more. His body became incredibly robust, and he could digest anything he ate, even slightly poisonous food.

Luo Bo muttered, "My hobby is eating, you can't ignore me..." He had two hobbies: cultivation and eating.

After chatting with everyone for a while, Mi Xiaojing said, "I'm going to Lu Liu Manor. You all continue your cultivation."

Everyone agreed, and Mi Xiaojing flew into the sky on his sword, followed by Yong Ji.

Mi Xiaojing didn't mind Yong Ji following him. He had nothing to hide now.

He flew directly to Lu Liu Manor and landed in the courtyard. Yong Ji also landed, but he didn't approach Mi Xiaojing, instead standing at a distance.

As soon as they landed, the servants and low-level cultivators in the courtyard bowed. Everyone knew that cultivators who could descend from the sky held high positions in their sects.

A man ran out in a panic. Mi Xiaojing recognized him and laughed, "Qian Youwei... the steward!"

Qian Youwei almost knelt down, "Master... Master... Senior..." He didn't recognize Yong Ji, so he could only call him senior.

"I'm looking for your master."

"Yes, yes, please follow me..."

Mi Xiaojing glanced at Yong Ji, who nodded silently.

They followed Qian Youwei to a bamboo pavilion at the back of the manor. Lu Yu, who was sitting inside, stood up when he saw Mi Xiaojing, "Brother, you're here... What a rare guest!" Then he saw Yong Ji and was taken aback.

"An elder of the Sword Heart Hall, a Foundation Establishment Ancestor," he quickly bowed, "Greetings, Elder Yong!"

Yong Ji replied indifferently, "Carry on with your business, don't mind me..." He walked to a corner of the pavilion and sat down cross-legged.

With such a high-ranking figure present, the others didn't dare to stay. They all bowed to Yong Ji, nodded at Mi Xiaojing, and then scattered.

Lu Yu looked helplessly at Mi Xiaojing. He hadn't expected everyone to leave so quickly. He ordered some spirit fruit tea and sat down with Mi Xiaojing, "Recently, many people have been seeking Spirit Pills, so... there have been more visitors here."

Mi Xiaojing noticed that most of these people were Qi Refining cultivators, and they were all in the late stages or at the Great Perfection. No wonder they ran away at the sight of him and Yong Ji. Their status in the sect determined that they didn't dare to stay.

Lu Yu took a sip of tea, "Brother, did you come here for something..."

He suddenly realized something and turned to look at Yong Ji. He didn't dare to finish his sentence. Spirit Pills were primarily for the sect, and private transactions, although not explicitly forbidden, were supposed to be conducted discreetly. With a senior present, he didn't dare to be reckless.

Mi Xiaojing shook his head, "No, not for now."

Lu Yu nodded, understanding. He looked at Mi Xiaojing, a hint of confusion in his eyes. If he wasn't here to trade Spirit Pills, why was he here?

Mi Xiaojing realized that with Yong Ji present, it was inconvenient to communicate. There were some things he couldn't ask.

"How's the Mountain Protection Formation?"

Mi Xiaojing was curious. He knew the quality of the Mountain Protection Formation was directly related to his own safety, so he had to verify this information.Lu Yu hesitated for a moment before saying, "There seems to be... rumors saying..." As he spoke, he stole a glance at Yong Ji. Seeing that Yong Ji remained silent, engrossed in his cultivation, Lu Yu's courage grew slightly.

"It's said that it can't be repaired..."

Lu Yu knew he couldn't hide it from Yong Ji, but he still lowered his voice. ｂ𝚎ｄｎ𝚘ｖ𝚎ｌ.𝚌𝚘ｍ

Yong Ji suddenly interjected, "It can be repaired. Some functions have already been restored, but the core part is still irreparable. We're trying to find a solution."

Lu Yu jumped in surprise. Mi Xiaojing asked, "Is it difficult to repair?"

Yong Ji stood up and walked over to them. He pulled over a rush cushion and sat down, saying, "Ask whatever you want to know. I know more than he does."

Mi Xiaojing said, "I do have some questions. I've been busy with alchemy and don't know much about what's happening outside. I want to know, what's the story behind this battle?" He had already learned from Lu Yu that the sect attacking their mountain gate was the Vast Gold Sect. However, he was completely clueless about the cause and effect.

As his status and cultivation level increased, Mi Xiaojing began to show concern. Not for the Heart Sect, but for the safety of his family.

Previously, Mi Xiaojing lacked the strength to make a difference, even if he had the will. Now, he had some power, and the higher-ups of the Heart Sect needed him. This put him in a favorable position. Knowing some information would allow him to prepare and avoid being caught off guard in a crisis.

Yong Ji was one of the few in the Heart Sect who knew the inside story. As the direct disciple of Elder Yu Hong, he was clear about the cause and effect, and knew the strength of the enemy. The enemy had attacked the sect twice, and each time, the sect was in a state of chaos. This time, the core of the mountain protection array was damaged. Although the enemy had retreated, they could return at any time.