"No, impossible. I already sent a message talisman to the ancestor asking for help. If the person swallowed by the ferocious beast is him, he would never ignore Wuxiang Sect!"
Han Huijun shook his head alone, still unwilling to believe what Mu Xin had said.
Yao Ranran steered the flying boat with one hand, "The talisman you sent, he probably never received it, because I once received a talisman sent from Wuxiang Sect."
Mu Xin laughed, "So it ended up in the hands of the Xiānzhǔ. None of you knew that?"
Han Huijun stared at Yao Ranran in astonishment.
"You… you are not deceiving me?"
"Deceiving? The protective formation of Wuxiang Sect is about to be broken. Even if I were to deceive you now, it would be meaningless."
Yao Ranran calmly raised the flying boat higher, answering him.
Han Huijun fell back onto the boat, his gaze filled with disbelief.
"You are not Yao Ranran. Yao Ranran is not like you!"
Bai Qingwu, hearing this, nodded frantically, "Yes, yes! She is not Yao Ranran! Finally, someone thinks the same as me!"
Yao Ranran looked at the two of them with calm detachment.
Mu Xin smiled faintly, "She is the Eastern Wilderness Xiānzhǔ. Naturally, she is not the same as the former Yao Ranran."
"No, it's not like that! Eastern Wilderness Xiānzhǔ… Eastern Wilderness Xiānzhǔ is you?"
Han Huijun first objected, then suddenly realized who Mu Xin meant by Eastern Wilderness Xiānzhǔ, widening his eyes in shock.
Bai Qingwu blinked, confused, "Eastern Wilderness Xiānzhǔ? What is that?"
She is a writer. How could she not know there is an Eastern Wilderness Xiānzhǔ in this world?
Yao Ranran said nothing.
Mu Xin said proudly, "You don't know Eastern Wilderness Xiānzhǔ? She unified the Eastern Wilderness, defeated the cultivators of the Spirit Realm, and occupied the Western Sea. Even the Demon Sovereign must bow before her!"
Although he himself would bow, these two had no idea!
Watching their fearful, trembling expressions, Mu Xin felt a long-lost sense of pride stirring in him.
"You unified the Eastern Wilderness and occupied the Western Sea?" Bai Qingwu was shocked, "Then what about Demon Sovereign Li Luoqi? Isn't he the lord of the Western Sea?"
Yao Ranran looked at her fellow countryman and replied truthfully, "Li Luoqi is imprisoned by me."
Bai Qingwu gaped, unable to believe her eyes, staring at Yao Ranran in astonishment.
Han Huijun had already accepted the fact. As the sect master of the top sect in Central Domain, he controlled first-hand information. Not to mention Pei Xianqiao had said before that Li Luoqi was defeated by her.
He could be certain that she spoke the truth. Even if the truth was harder to believe than a lie! His expression became complex as he looked at the beautiful woman before him.
"Fairy Yao Ranran… no, Yao Ranran Xiānzhǔ, you drove back the Spirit Realm cultivators attacking Eastern Wilderness and Western Sea by yourself?"
Yao Ranran answered honestly, "I did not just drive them back. The Nan siblings were slain by me. The Spirit Realm cultivators they led were captured alive by my people and are still in prison.
As for the Spirit Realm cultivators of the Western Sea… they didn't even descend the Heavenly Ladder. It seems they were frightened away." She spoke in detail, with not a single lie.
At this moment, Mu Xin and Han Huijun were both silent. If anyone else had said such words, they would think it was boasting, not a word of truth.
Yet it was Yao Ranran speaking. Her gaze was sincere, her tone so ordinary, as if she were describing the most mundane thing…
Mu Xin silently sat in the corner, arms crossed.
Sometimes, the difference between people is truly this vast.
Bai Qingwu walked stunned to Yao Ranran, "Countrywoman, aren't you exaggerating a bit? Be careful you can't take it back later!"
Yao Ranran looked at her, puzzled, "Countrywoman, I am not exaggerating. Everything I said is true."
Bai Qingwu wavered on her feet, staggering, "Countrywoman, you're serious?"
Han Huijun suddenly stepped past Bai Qingwu and knelt before Yao Ranran.
"Whether what you say is true or not, I believe you. I only beg that Xiānzhǔ come with me to Central Domain to protect its people!"
He slammed his head down with great force.
Yao Ranran and Bai Qingwu were stunned.
Mu Xin glanced at him, slightly surprised, muttering, "This sect master really does care for his disciples."
"Roar—"
Yao Ranran did not respond. The four ferocious beasts below were already fixing their lantern-like eyes on them.
Han Huijun saw Mo Rui's head inside the gaping blood mouth of the ferocious beast. His hands trembled uncontrollably, his face instantly pale. "Ancestor… Master… Sect Master Mo…"
His eyes reddened, tears flickering.
Yao Ranran looked at his mixture of grief and pain. She could never have imagined that the once-mighty first sect master would one day kneel before her, begging for someone's life.
"Xiānzhǔ, since you can control this flying boat, can you save Sect Master Mo and spare his life?"
Han Huijun could not bear to watch Mo Rui die like this.
Yao Ranran swiftly swept across the ferocious beast's maw and said calmly, "He is far cleverer than you. If it weren't for greed over the treasures below, he would never have fallen into the beast's mouth."
A flash of grief passed across Han Huijun's face, "Why did Master become like this…"
"Because the Spirit Realm is not as beautiful as you imagine."
Mu Xin spoke casually from the side.
Han Huijun stared at him, "Is it because of the miasma?"
Mu Xin smiled faintly, "You learned too late. In the Spirit Realm, we were tormented by miasma. If a cultivator wanted to continue training, they had to purge the chaotic miasma inside. Your master did not want to die, so he naturally betrayed Wuxiang Sect."
Han Huijun stared down at the mist rising from the beast's mouth.
Yao Ranran quickly threw out a Nine Lotus Ring, trapping the mist and retracting it.
"Enchantress! Enchantress!"
The grey mist gradually took shape. Mo Rui's blurred face was full of rage.
Yao Ranran smiled, "Look, this is the one you wanted to save. He long ago betrayed Wuxiang Sect. If he saw your talisman, wouldn't he secretly rejoice?"
"Enchantress, who are you talking to?" Mo Rui struggled angrily, and behind Yao Ranran, he saw a familiar face.
Han Huijun looked at him, full of disappointment, "Master… Master…"
Mo Rui's resisting soul quieted for a moment. He stared at Han Huijun in shock, murmuring, "Hui Jun, how are you here?"
Han Huijun pressed his hand over his chest in grief, "If I had not come, until Wuxiang Sect was destroyed, I would have never known it was you secretly intervening!"
Mo Rui stared at him, stunned, "This day has finally come. You and I, master and disciple, meet under such circumstances."
Hearing him admit nothing, Han Huijun's grief deepened even further.