"Be careful, don't expose yourself."

"Master, I will charge into battle later and kill them all!"

"Alright, alright, stop making noise. If the enemy discovers us, all our previous efforts will be in vain."

In the sky, three figures stood on a giant sword, swiftly moving forward. The sword was surrounded by a faint gray light, blending almost seamlessly with the clouds.

Mao Aowu turned his head and glanced at the two figures crouching behind him on the sword. He scolded with a frown, "We still have more than 800 miles to go. What are you hiding from?"

Wu Wang asked in return, "Brother Mao, what is the general range of the spiritual sense detection for True Immortals?"

Yang Wudi interrupted, "It's between 300 to 800 miles."

"What if the other party has True Immortal cultivators? If we approach directly, they will easily detect us," Wu Wang said seriously. "Be more cautious."

"In the art of warfare and tactics, avoiding the enemy's detection is the primary consideration when launching a surprise attack," Yang Wudi agreed.

"You talk too much!" Mao Aowu glared at Yang Wudi.

The bald man's head was filled with the word "performance."

After a moment of contemplation, Wu Wang asked again, "Brother Mao, do you have any concealment techniques?"

"I do, but I'm not very proficient in using them," Mao Aowu pondered for a moment, then raised his hands and quickly drew several talismans. The three figures immediately became faint and their aura was completely concealed.

Wu Wang closed his eyes and carefully sensed their surroundings. He said, "It's not good enough."

"No!"

Mao Aowu gritted his teeth and said, "Then you do it!"

"I didn't say your technique is not good," Wu Wang smiled. "Brother Mao, your cultivation, techniques, talent, progress, and strategies are all top-notch in the Human Realm."

Mao Aowu calmly waved his hand, his eyebrows and mouth opening slightly. He said, "Don't praise me like that, Brother Wu. I know my own strength. Heavenly Immortals are just average."

Wu Wang continued, "What I meant was that your hiding method has some flaws."

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"Oh? Flaws?"

"Yes, the method you are currently using can hide us if we stand still," Wu Wang pointed his finger and a cloud of mist appeared in front of them. He then struck it with a palm wind, causing the mist to churn. "Brother Mao, you see, this mist is like the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, and the palm wind represents us at this moment. Although we disappear from the enemy's divine sense, if we quickly pass through the world, it will inevitably cause a disturbance in the sea of spiritual energy. The faster we fly, the more obvious the disturbance will be. If we encounter experts who completely spread out their divine sense to monitor the surroundings, won't our whereabouts be exposed?"

Mao Aowu quickly stopped the giant sword. They had almost flown out of the cloud layer.

"What should we do, Master?" Mao Aowu asked.

Mao Aowu's expression was somewhat conflicted. "I'm not very good at the Qiankun Escape Technique, which can hide one's presence and has strong concealment. But comprehending the Qiankun Dao is extremely difficult."

Wu Wang pondered for a moment and quickly came up with an answer beyond the Star-Praying Technique. He said, "We can only try to minimize the disturbance to the spiritual energy. First, we should shrink the outer protective shield as much as possible. Brother Mao, you should also shrink the size of the giant sword so that only the three of us can sit on it. Secondly, the shape of the protective shield should not be pointed like this. It should be shaped like a water droplet, with a larger head and a narrower tail, or a flat shuttle shape..."

While Wu Wang was giving instructions, Mao Aowu was experimenting.

Before long, a translucent giant sword flew out of the ground. The three figures sat on the sword, hugging their knees, leaning forward, lowering their necks, and raising their heads as much as possible, trying to make themselves as small as possible. They silently flew forward.

Mao Aowu, who was at the front, seemed a bit confused. Although he felt that something was not quite right, the concealment effect was indeed good.

Wu Wang, on the other hand, continued to ponder and think about how to further optimize the "invisible sword" plan.

The bald man happened to be sitting on the handle of the sword, which was only wide enough for half of his buttocks. His expression was somewhat complicated.

"It's great to have such high strength."

Wu Wang's eyes were filled with a hint of longing. If he could reach the Heavenly Immortal realm, no, the True Immortal realm, he would have the strength to verify and achieve many of his ideas. The sense of fulfillment would be overwhelming.

And the cultivators in the dense forest would never have expected that they were being watched by three big men like this.

Half an hour later, outside the defensive barrier of the dense forest.

Three translucent figures quietly sneaked into a corner. Mao Aowu skillfully took out a gossip disc and placed it on the barrier, gently tapping it a few times. The barrier melted away, revealing a narrow entrance.

The three of them entered one after another, with Wu Wang squeezed behind by Yang Wudi.

The defensive barrier closed on its own, and more than ten cultivators who were keeping watch on the trees were completely unaware.

Mao Aowu transmitted his voice, "Master, there are two True Immortals and three Leaping Spirit cultivators ahead. They all have the appearance of old people, three men and two women. There are also several younger miscellaneous characters. About a hundred feet ahead, there is a slanting cave with a defensive barrier set up around it. Inside, there is a True Immortal and three Leaping Spirit cultivators, as well as more than thirty cultivators ranging from Golden Elixir to Elemental Infant. Some of them seem to be injured."

After a pause, he looked at Wu Wang with some surprise and transmitted his voice, "As Master predicted, it seems that the people from the Gentle Breeze Gazing Moon Sect have been captured here."

"These people are probably just curious about how a sect like ours managed to obtain those mines."

Wu Wang shook her head and continued to transmit her voice, "I think Su Qingyao must have isolated herself for some time because of this."

Yang Wudi asked in a low voice, "Should we just kill them directly?"

"No, we need to capture them alive and let Brother Mao gain some credit," Wu Wang's eyes narrowed slightly, a cold light flashing in them. She transmitted her voice, "It's up to you two to take action now. Brother Mao, you should reach the entrance of the cave first and try to subdue everyone inside. Brother Yang, you should act immediately after Brother Mao, and I will stay here to assist you. Don't let anyone escape."

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

The two responded in voices transmitted through their minds. Mao Aowu's figure turned into a wisp of green smoke and directly burrowed into the ground, while Yang Wudi took out his long spear from his storage treasure. Wu Wang put on a ring filled with crystal balls, prepared for any unexpected situations.

Then, Wu Wang turned her head and looked at Yang Wudi's actions, a black line appearing on her forehead.

She saw Yang Wudi take out several iron caltrops and carefully poured some powder on them. Then, he took out a long nail that emitted a gray light.

Yang Wudi grinned, "Master, watch closely. We won't kill them, right? I promise to leave you with survivors!"

"Um..."

Wu Wang nodded blankly and scolded through her voice transmission, "Didn't you use a long spear?"

"Oh, this," Yang Wudi blinked his eyes. "It's my main weapon. As a body cultivator, I'm at a disadvantage against spiritual cultivators, so I can only use these tricks as supplements."

Wu Wang:...

This bald man with thick eyebrows and a shaved head almost fooled her!

But Yang Wudi's attitude was really good.

As a peak-level body cultivator at the True Immortal realm, facing two recently advanced Leaping Spirit cultivators and a few small fries, he didn't have blind confidence. He fought with all his might, just like a falcon pouncing on a rabbit. His fighting spirit was commendable.

Boom!

Suddenly, a muffled sound came from the ground, and a strong gust of wind rushed out from the forest, carrying a powerful divine sense impact.

"We succeeded!"

Mao Aowu's voice came, and without Wu Wang needing to speak, Yang Wudi had already rushed out.

The nine-foot-tall strong man swept his hand, scattering a black light. The tip of his long spear burst out, revealing the hollow black tube inside, from which a blood-colored rope flew out.

The rope was like a spirit snake, quickly passing through the forest.

Wu Wang crouched in the bushes, not revealing herself, her eyes shining with starlight as she scanned every corner of the forest.

Suddenly, a figure dashed out from behind a tree to the north and rushed towards the defensive barrier closest to them.

Indeed, someone was hiding there, and their concealment technique was quite good.

Wu Wang's forehead formed a crescent moon shape, gently flickering. The figure seemed to have been struck hard and staggered.

Yang Wudi descended like a falcon, grabbing the figure and throwing them back to the ground.

In just a moment, the battle was over.

Mao Aowu used his mana to envelop the figures, quickly flying out of the underground cave.

Yang Wudi used his immortal rope to trap eight or nine figures and hurried to meet up with Mao Aowu.

Wu Wang remained hidden, transmitting her voice to Mao Aowu and Yang Wudi, without revealing her figure.

Mao Aowu took out a recording and transmitting treasure.

It was a three-inch-diameter pearl called the Recording Pearl. It was not easy to refine and was quite expensive, but every Immortal Envoy of the Ren Emperor Pavilion carried a few of them. They could be used in emergencies to leave clues for future investigators.

"Cough! Cough!"

Mao Aowu held the Recording Pearl and, with a clear and righteous tone, recalled the words given to him by the Master and the Master's brother. He said loudly, "As an Immortal Envoy, I have today uncovered a major case of murder and robbery! The victims are the Flowing Wind Sword Sect and the Gentle Breeze Gazing Moon Sect. Initially, I just happened to pass by the residences of the two sects and found that they had been completely looted, with no bodies left behind. I immediately became suspicious and searched the nearby area, finding a valley with a large number of residual souls. Following the clues left there, I arrived here and successfully captured the culprits and rescued some of the victims. The Human Realm is not a lawless place, and both Immortal and Demon sects cannot act recklessly! Upholding the righteous path and following the orders of the Emperor is the unwavering pursuit of cultivators like us! Thank you."

After speaking, he turned the Recording Pearl towards the figures tied up behind him, waiting for a while before sealing the Recording Pearl.

Mao Aowu looked at Wu Wang's hiding place and saw her raise her thumb with a satisfied smile.

Yang Wudi had received the voice transmission and began to heal the heavily injured Gentle Breeze Gazing Moon Sect cultivators.

Zuo Dongdao's gray hair was disheveled, and he seemed a bit absent-minded. He had some wounds on his shoulders and chest, muttering to himself, "What a disaster, what a disaster."

Wu Wang:...

Forget it, seeing them in such a miserable state, she wouldn't bother with the matter of bullying an old lady.

Most of the rescued Gentle Breeze Gazing Moon Sect cultivators were elderly, and Wu Wang had never met any of the young ones.

Wu Wang sat down on the spot and meditated quietly.

Not far away, Yang Wudi suddenly exclaimed, and Mao Aowu frowned and smiled bitterly.

The two of them rushed to Wu Wang with the dirty things they had just searched, and Mao Aowu asked in surprise, "Master!?"

"What's wrong?" Wu Wang asked in confusion.

Mao Aowu threw several storage treasures in front of Wu Wang, and Wu Wang's spiritual sense entered them, confirming that they were indeed part of her reward for the old lady... and some precious materials for refining in the Human Realm.

Mao Aowu felt distressed and gritted his teeth, "Is this what you call a little?"

"Master!"

Yang Wudi's eyes lit up, "Do you need a male housekeeper? The kind who can do calculations?"

Wu Wang smiled calmly, sighed lightly, and a hint of melancholy appeared in her eyes.

Mao Aowu quickly asked, "Master, what's wrong? Did Brother Mao say something wrong just now?"

"In fact, he didn't," Wu Wang transmitted her voice, "This matter must be kept secret. It's not just a little, and the precious materials inside are valuable materials for refining in the Human Realm. Actually... I secretly took them out of my family's collection. My family also has many treasures, but the people outside the Human Realm are restrained by the gods and cannot directly support the Human Realm. So I thought of using this method to treat these treasures as a reward for Su Qingyao's guidance over the past six years. The elders in my family turned a blind eye to it. I originally thought that no matter how these precious materials flowed into the Human Realm, they would increase the strength of the Human Realm by a little bit. But I didn't expect it to cause such a tragedy. Sigh, it's my lack of consideration."

Mao Aowu and Yang Wudi looked at each other, and both of them... showed respect.

"Master, I will report this matter to the Emperor!" Mao Aowu said. "Brother Mao, you are truly an exemplary figure!"

Mao Aowu's eyes were shining.

Wu Wang hurriedly said, "No, I can't bring disaster to my family. This matter must be downplayed and vaguely explained. It would be best to remove Su Qingyao from this matter. I'm afraid it will attract the attention of the Ten Calamities Palace."

"You have considered it thoroughly, and this matter must not be publicized," Mao Aowu pondered for a moment. "I will find a way to cover it up."

"Thank you, Brother Mao."

"Master, I may be a bit foolish, but I also know what is right!" Yang Wudi pounded his chest. "It's worth it to be with you!"

Wu Wang glared at him and scolded, "Tell me everything when we get back! What other tricks have you been hiding?"

"Master," Yang Wudi patted his shiny head, "the world is treacherous, please understand. Look at my performance this time. Look, next year's offering."

"Offerings are offerings, rewards are rewards," Wu Wang said calmly. "Punishments and rewards cannot be offset."

"That's fine too, hehehe."

"What should we do next?"

Mao Aowu looked at the figures in the forest and muttered, "These guys seem to be from the nearby Immortal Sect. If this matter gets out of hand, it might cause some trouble."

"It doesn't matter, as long as we are prepared and don't cause any conflicts between Immortal and Demon sects."

Wu Wang smiled, "We can't be afraid of the enemy's strength, otherwise we will easily achieve nothing. We should handle this fairly and use the Recording Pearl as much as possible. Don't be afraid of making a big deal out of it."

"Okay," Mao Aowu smiled and agreed, walking to the side to think carefully.

Wu Wang looked at the figures in the forest and smiled at Yang Wudi, "Wudi, show me your little tricks."

Yang Wudi subconsciously took a step back, feeling that his Master had some... ill intentions.