The Master and His Wealthy Fiancée

When they came to their senses, they found themselves at the exit of another Guardian Array, the one corresponding to Ningxian City. With the exception of Chen Dong, none of them could comprehend how Liu Ling possessed such immense power.

Chen Dong, however, knew. ’She must have used the power of the Demon Refining Pot,’ he realized. ’That’s the only way she could have teleported all of us here.’

Several li away, numerous members of the Demon Race were standing guard. They were completely baffled by the group’s sudden appearance, assuming the Human Race was pulling some new trick. But when they saw Chen Dong and Zisang Jin, chaos erupted among them. ’How did those two get here?’

’So many Demon Kings went to intercept them, and they still managed to get away? Now they’re this close to the Guardian Array—what can we possibly do? They only need to take one more step to be back inside the array’s protection.’

Chen Dong’s group paid no heed to the commotion among the Demon Race. Regardless of how it happened, they were just incredibly relieved to be back.

Zisang Jin summoned her Peach Blossom Divine Sword and cried out, ”Open the array!”

Her Lifebound Divine Sword was better than anything else for proving her identity.

Once back inside the Guardian Array, everyone let out a sigh of relief. They exchanged glances, coming to a silent agreement to say nothing about Liu Ling. Jiang Hongqin and the other two were in awe of Liu Ling’s power—she could command Divinity Transformation Stage demonic beasts and teleport people tens of thousands of li. There was no telling what other methods she had at her disposal. If they let anything slip, they wouldn’t even know how they died.

Zisang Jin decided the same. Liu Ling’s message had been unmistakable—the fewer people who knew about what had happened, the better. She wouldn’t be the one to speak of it.

Now that they were safe, Zisang Jin took out a Communication Talisman.

”We’re back!”

To her surprise, the voice that came from the Jade Talisman was Tian Sisi’s.

”Thank you, Senior Sister. I already know!”

’The disciples guarding the array must have sent word ahead of me,’ she thought.

”Also back with us is...” Zisang Jin’s gaze fell upon Murong Qing and her pale blue hair.

”I... know...” At the exit of another Guardian Array, Tian Sisi tightened her grip on her long saber. She tossed the Communication Talisman to Sect Leader Fu Haitang, then flew off alone toward the sect.

Sensing the loneliness in her voice, Zisang Jin quickly added, ”I’ll keep an eye on him!”

But the voice that replied from the Communication Talisman was Fu Haitang’s. ”That’s enough. Junior Sister Tian has already left. Junior Sister Zisang, you make sure to keep a close eye on that Chen Dong. And get back to the sect quickly!”