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Folding the notice in his hand, He Song looked towards Wei Fan with a frown.

Just now, a monk from the Immortal Pavilion Law Enforcement Team had delivered the notice for the two of them to inspect, and they had seen the rows of blood-red letters spelling “death”.

In the past few days, He Song and Wei Fan had not left the house, but both of them belonged to the kind of cultivators who had many friends.

Therefore, even though they hadn’t been out, they had still received quite a bit of information about the outside world from others.

Now, they were quite familiar with the situation outside.

They knew what kind of events had transpired outside.

“Sure enough, as soon as Master Cheng Shan leaves, the Immortal Pavilion gets chaotic right away.” Sitting by the table, Wei Fan sighed with a hint of complexity in his eyes.

He had many friends beyond He Song and Meng Guan’s small circle, including loose cultivators and monks from the Immortal Pavilion.

All of these friends had one thing in common.

They all lived in the Bamboo Mountain Immortal Pavilion and had some contact with him, the steward of the Spirit Construction Pavilion. Now that the Bamboo Mountain Immortal Pavilion was in chaos,.

Wei Fan wondered whether his friends would survive or not.

With this thought in mind, the complexity in Wei Fan’s eyes quickly dissipated, followed by a bitter smile and a shake of his head.

His power was limited; he could only shelter those closest to him. As for other friends… he had never even reminded them once from beginning to end.

Even in safe times, he had never thought of reminding them, let alone now that the Immortal Pavilion was in chaos.

What was the point of thinking about this now?

Wei Fan quickly threw away this idea.

He and He Song were not saints, willing to risk themselves for a stranger.

He would only choose to protect those closest to him when he had the power to do so and would not have any impact on himself.

Such as He Song and Meng Guan.

The three of them had formed a small circle in a short time for this reason.

He Song, Meng Guan, and Wei Fan were not compassionate cultivators, and they would only help those closest to them when they had the power to do so and without affecting themselves.

Perhaps because they shared the same interests, the three of them got along well.

As for others, what did they have to do with Wei Fan?

“Evil cultivators are rampant! We shouldn’t go outside for now. Let’s wait for Master Cheng Shan to return or for a new Foundation Establishment Master to arrive from the Thick Earth Sect,” He Song frowned and said after pondering.

He didn’t know what Wei Fan was thinking at the moment.

He just wanted to make the two of them as safe as possible, so he made this suggestion.

Wei Fan had no objections to He Song’s caution.

So even though they saw the announcement, they didn’t go outside to check anything.

Instead, they stayed at home just like the previous days, quietly waiting.

On the fifth day, He Song and Wei Fan still stayed at home.

The sound of cultivators using artifacts to attack.

The fluctuations of spirit power when cultivators cast spells.

The occasional angry shouts during cultivator fights.

As well as some strange noises – eerie laughter and cold breaths mixed together, making all the low-level cultivators shiver in their homes.

Only a few brave and skilled cultivators dared to leave their houses to investigate.

Of course, whether these cultivators were actually going out to investigate or to plunder was unknown.

Most of these cultivators who left their houses, didn’t make it back.

When daylight began to show, the low-level cultivators finally dared to open the door and leave their rooms.

But they were soon shocked by the scene before them.

On the streets, corpses were scattered everywhere. Some belonged to Law Enforcement Team members, others to masked individuals in black.

But most of them were ordinary loose cultivators who had left their houses.

It wasn’t until noon that Law Enforcement Team members came to collect the bodies of their fellows, but no one dared to touch the other corpses.

On the sixth day, He Song and Wei Fan still stayed at home.

Last night, there was no fierce battle on the outskirts of the Immortal Pavilion.

However, the oppressive atmosphere had already made the cultivators living on the outer edge of the Immortal Pavilion panic.

Some wanted to flee, but their corpses were soon found by the roadside.

Some wanted to hide, but where could one hide within the Immortal Pavilion?

Some wanted to go in the inner ring of the Immortal Pavilion, but without a place to live, they were quickly chased away by Law Enforcement Team members.

However, well-informed people already knew that the outer edge of the Immortal Pavilion had been abandoned by the Law Enforcement Team.

After the fierce battle the night before, the Law Enforcement Team suffered heavy losses and had to retreat to the inner circle of the Immortal Pavilion.

In other words, the outer edge of the Immortal Pavilion was now left completely undefended.

For the loose cultivators and even the internal staff of the Immortal Pavilion who reside there, they could only resign themselves to fate and pray that the evil cultivators wouldn’t target them.

The entire outer edge of the Immortal Pavilion had been completely abandoned.

On the seventh day, He Song and Wei Fan remained at home.

Last night, the retreating Law Enforcement Team and the evil cultivators clashed again.

Although the Law Enforcement Team suffered a number of losses, thanks to the late-stage Qi Refining cultivators who lived in the inner circle lending a hand, they were able to repel the evil cultivators.

Once the evil cultivators retreated, no more news came from the outer edge of the Immortal Pavilion.

He Song and Wei Fan, who lived in a small courtyard, had completely lost contact with the outer edge of the Immortal Pavilion.

It was not difficult to imagine the outcome for those loose cultivators who resided on the outer edge of the Immortal Pavilion.

On the eighth day, He Song and Wei Fan still stayed at home.

They constantly paid attention to the situation outside.

After two battles with the evil cultivators, the Law Enforcement Team had suffered severe losses.

However, He Song and Wei Fan waited for a day without any sound coming from the outside.

It was as if the entire Immortal Pavilion had become a city of the dead.

Unsettlingly quiet.

Until…

“You rats! You’re courting death!” A roar came from far away in the sky, reaching He Song’s and Wei Fan’s ears.

He Song and Wei Fan were startled and hurried to the window to look in the distance.

For a while, countless cultivators looked around from their buildings.

In the distance, high in the sky,

Master Cheng Shan, clad in his yellow mana robes, looked furious as he stared at the dilapidated Immortal Pavilion before him. The rage in his eyes was almost enough to burn everything.

He had been ordered to guard the Bamboo Mountain Immortal Pavilion.

But a few days ago, the Red Spirit Gold Mine had sent a distress signal, forcing him to temporarily leave.

He didn’t expect that in just a few days, the once-prosperous Bamboo Mountain Immortal Pavilion would turn into such a mess!

As the guardian, he could not shirk responsibility.

At this moment, with all his efforts in vain, anyone would be anxious.

Then, He Song found out why Cheng Shan was called Master Cheng Shan. Under the gazes of countless cultivators,

Master Cheng Shan waved his hand, and a miniature mountain emerged from it.

The Green Mountain Seal!