Ms. Doctor Divine

When Gu Chaoyan finally arrived, she was visibly out of breath, and her expression carried a tinge of sorrow.

She had been confident in her ability to reclaim the Undead Race, but her disheveled appearance now led her to self-reproach. Her Junior Sister had always exhibited composure, whether it was within illusion or in Xuhai City. The effort she must have put into catching up with the Undead Race was undoubtedly immense.

“Junior Sister, are you okay?” inquired the Fist Sect’s senior disciple, concern etched in his voice.

“I’m fine. It’s just unfortunate that the Undead Race managed to escape,” Gu Chaoyan responded, her guilt evident as though she regretted her inability to apprehend the target.

“The Undead Race is cunning, and it’s no surprise you weren’t able to apprehend them. Remember, back in Xuhai City, your quick thinking saved us from falling into their trap. Your safety is the silver lining in this situation,” reassured the Fist Sect’s leading disciple.

Gu Chaoyan offered a slight nod, acknowledging his words.

She concurred with the disciple’s perspective.

Likewise, the other disciples from the Supreme Sect shared the same sentiment.

Indeed..

In Xuhai City, their Junior Sister’s swift reactions were pivotal in their escape. If not for her, they could have been ensnared before the elders arrived to rescue them, suffering the same fate as the fallen disciples.

These disciples…

Reflecting on the companions they had managed to bring back, a sense of sorrow washed over them.

While their lives had been spared, their current circumstances felt even more harrowing than death itself.

A somber silence descended upon the group of disciples.

Gu Chaoyan’s gaze swept across them. “What about our fellow disciples?”

“Her spiritual roots were forcibly taken, and her spiritual energy drained. She’s akin to a helpless child now,” Elder Lin from the Weapon Refining Sect responded to Gu Chaoyan’s query, his tone gravely serious. He attempted to mask his emotions, but his dissatisfaction was unmistakable.

Nearly half of the disciples brought back from Xuhai City were affiliated with the Weapon Refining Sect. These disciples had ventured to Xuhai City in pursuit of the rumored thousand-year-old black iron.

Their aim was to obtain this rare material, a thousand-year-old black iron, which could be forged into exceptionally high-quality weapons.

However, fate took an unforeseen turn…

Upon their return, the tragic state they were in was heartbreaking. The absence of the coveted Thousand-Year Darksteel cast a shadow of disappointment, particularly on Elder Lin, who had long coveted its possession.

The actions of these disciples were driven by their desire to please Elder Lin.

Gu Chaoyan offered a subtle nod, her countenance unreadable.

Not that she lacked empathy, but upon encountering the afflicted disciples, Gu Chaoyan could all but anticipate the ordeal they had suffered.

And then there was the matter of the Undead Race…

They disavowed any connection between the disciples of Xuhai City and the

Undead Race.

Gu Chaoyan remained unsure about the veracity of that statement.

However, in the present circumstances…

The forsaken existence these disciples now faced was an unfortunate reality. Fortunately, they were back within the sect’s care and protection.

“Yuanjia mentioned that your quick response facilitated the disciples’ escape. How did you discern the danger? They’re still puzzled,” Elder Lin inquired. “I didn’t discern anything specific. It was more of a foreboding. Xuhai City seemed deserted when we entered, but all of a sudden, we encountered the disciples of the Supreme Sect. Their behavior was erratic, a departure from their norm.. It seemed deliberate, orchestrated,”