Yun Jin, facing a group of Mahayana cultivators, still appeared completely at ease, almost leisurely, as if holding back.
Stars seemed to sparkle in the eyes of everyone watching. The Hall Master is... far too powerful!
Could it be that this time, they really would not have to die?
Even more delighting them was the thought that Yun Jin's words might mean she had begun to acknowledge them, no longer seeing them as worthless.
The joy of being recognized surpassed even the relief of surviving certain death. Without hesitation, the sect disciples launched a counterattack against the remaining demonic cultivators.
Previously, they had been on the defensive.
Now, the situation had reversed. The demonic cultivators had already exhausted themselves, while they were in peak condition.
Although the enemies still had a numerical advantage, they were no match for Yun Jin. What kind of terrifying level had Yun Jin reached? While holding off so many Mahayana cultivators, she was always there at precisely the right moment to support her disciples whenever danger arose.
The ever-present wood attribute spiritual energy kept their power flowing continuously.
The unstoppable fire attribute spiritual energy allowed them to launch attacks at critical moments.
With Yun Jin present, they had no worries at all.
Soon, they had completely chased down the remaining demonic cultivators. Several sect disciples who had been watching from the sidelines now wore awkward expressions. Before, they had been smug, confident that they had made the right choice. The foolish ones—Jiang Siwei, Kong Huai, and the others—were supposed to pay with their lives.
Yet now, those "fools" were alive and held absolute dominance. When Yun Jin finally freed her hands, what fate awaited them? Their previous smugness instantly turned into panic.
High above, three cultivators hurried along.
They had been in seclusion, suddenly receiving a message from Ji Wusi instructing them to rush to Mingxin Hall and support Yun Jin.
Though their location was the closest to Mingxin Hall, it would still take time to arrive. According to Ji Sect Master, Yun Jin had already used her last life-saving measure, meaning she must have been in a dire situation. Even if they left immediately, they might not make it in time.
They all knew how much Ji Wusi valued Yun Jin. If Yun Jin fell here, Ji Sect Master would be devastated. They pressed on without delay, finally reaching the vicinity.
Immediately, they sensed unusual fluctuations in spiritual energy.
"There's a battle! And it's still ongoing!" one of them said hurriedly. "Yun Jin must still be alive."
Another sighed. "Alive or not, she's probably not in great condition. I just hope there's no irreversible damage."
"I can sense the presence of many Mahayana-level demonic cultivators! Mingxin Hall must be under siege! We need to move faster."
The three hurried forward.
They were already prepared with healing pills, ready to administer them to Yun Jin at once. No matter what, they had to complete Ji Wusi's orders with all their effort. Soon, they arrived at the battlefield.
Then, they froze.
What was this?
In their minds, the battle should have been a desperate struggle: Yun Jin wounded, holding on, the demonic cultivators pressing in while letting out terrifying, mocking laughter. At her most dangerous moment, the three of them would arrive like divine soldiers to rescue her. That was the scenario they had expected.
But now?
In Yun Jin's palm, a vine spread out, binding all the demonic cultivators together.
She held a whip in her hand, laughing wickedly, "hee hee hee."
Yun Jin cracked the whip fiercely. "You were shouting before, weren't you? Now, after all your spiritual energy is gone, look at you! Nothing but useless shells."
The Mahayana cultivators showed looks of humiliation.
Zhai Ge gritted his teeth. "Yun Jin, if you're going to kill us, then kill us! Why humiliate us?"
Yun Jin chuckled. "I like humiliating you! Any objections? If you have objections, the next lash will leave you speechless."
Another crack of the whip landed.
The whip had been specially crafted, flickering with sinister light. Zhai Ge's face twisted in agony at the strike.
High above, the three Mahayana cultivators sent to assist: "…"
They exchanged glances.
One muttered, dazed, "Sect Master Ji said Yun Jin was in danger and we should hurry to her aid, right?"
The other two nodded repeatedly.
The first man blinked in confusion.
How could he see any sign that Yun Jin needed rescuing? On the surface, she looked more like a wicked villain than a victim!
Who laughed so wickedly, "hee hee hee!"
"Come on, keep shouting," Yun Jin said arrogantly. "Do you feel honored to be whipped by me personally? Huh?"
Yun Jin swung her whip: Zhai Ge, a lash; other Mahayana cultivators, a lash; Zhai Ge, a lash; the others, a lash.
Zhai Ge snapped. "Why not just kill me now!"
"Patience!" Yun Jin rolled her eyes. "Once I'm done having fun, you'll die for sure!"
Zhai Ge: "…"
Let him die already.
Yun Jin casually lashed Zhai Ge again, then looked up at the three stunned Mahayana cultivators.
She grinned. "Sirs, you came to rescue, didn't you?"
The three instinctively nodded.
Yes, they had come to rescue her, but…
No need to say more!
Since Yun Jin had noticed them, they landed.
They looked at Zhai Ge and Shi Li, both bound, and their eyes flickered.
"Hall Master Yun, have Zhai Ge and Shi Li committed some offense?"
Yun Jin tossed a recording stone. "It's all recorded. These two colluded with the demonic cultivators to attack me. The evidence is clear; they deserve execution."
The three nodded.
They did not think Yun Jin would lie in such a matter. With the recording stone, the proof was undeniable.
While they spoke, Jiang Siwei, Kong Huai, and the others eliminated the remaining demonic cultivators. Many sect disciples, hearts pounding, stood by Yun Jin's side.
"Hall Master, we did not fail your orders," they said in unison.
Yun Jin smiled. "Today, you've slain many demonic cultivators, making up for past mistakes. The past is erased. Those wishing to return to their original sects may do so. There is no need to waste another ten years here."
The disciples exchanged hesitant glances.
Previously, they had been eager to endure the ten years and return to their sects.
Now…
They were not fools; having experienced this, returning might not benefit them.
Yun Jin raised an eyebrow and smiled. "If you do not wish to return to your original sect…"
All eyes turned to her.
Jiang Siwei spoke directly, "Hall Master, I only seek a place to cultivate in peace."
But this region was under the Qingxiao Pavilion's jurisdiction.
Their original sect might not accept them anymore.
Yun Jin raised an eyebrow. "That's simple. Wushuang Sect now holds some authority. If you do not wish to return, you may choose to go to Wushuang Sect."
A stack of talismans appeared in her hand. She casually waved, and each person received one.
Yun Jin smiled. "Light the talisman to travel there instantly."
Jiang Siwei nodded and, without hesitation, lit the talisman, disappearing immediately.
The others followed suit, no longer hesitating.
Yun Jin's smile grew even brighter.
Good. This replenished the mid-level combatants considerably.
High-level combatants were still slightly lacking, but the Hongye faction should yield results.
The three who had just arrived watched Yun Jin pull so many recruits under her wing, stunned and speechless.
This… is how a villain operates, isn't it?