Ms. Doctor Divine

“That’s not the truth, ” Gu Chaoyan exclaimed, feeling a growing sense of anxiety. The assembly consisted of numerous disciples from various schools, and their impulsive actions could lead to dire consequences.

Gu Chaoyan was utterly perplexed.

Many attendees from other schools had also caught wind of the situation, and their attempts to exit confirmed the grim reality.

The sect members were equally attentive to the unfolding situation.

In this moment, disciples from diverse schools found themselves trapped here.

Observing the disciples’ deviation from order, Pei Yueling inquired with evident displeasure, “What’s happening?”

“Miss Pei,” the Elder of the Fengyue Sect spoke up, a tinge of urgency in his voice. “We are unable to leave Xuhai City. Shouldn’t we be devising a long-term strategy to combat the Undead Race here? We currently lack any such plan. Blindly charging ahead would only lead to our demise in Xuhai City. We have no way out, and recklessness is not our path.”

Elder Man’s beard had turned gray, and his anxiety was palpable. Training disciples was no easy feat, especially when their numbers were dwindling with each passing year. The existence of disciples held great significance, and he was unwilling to take the risk of blindly confronting the situation.

Elders from other sects echoed the sentiments expressed by the Elder of the Fengyue Sect.

They had been grumbling since their arrival in Xuhai City and their rushed attempts to confront the Undead Race. Now, with no apparent means of escape, their complaints grew even more vociferous.

“A contingency plan?” Pei Yueling retorted sarcastically. “What kind of contingency plan is there?”

She had no intention of elucidating the situation further. These individuals were rushing headlong into danger out of their own volition, not because they were coerced into suffering.

But these school representatives were utterly inept and cowardly.

If that was the case…

She might as well make it abundantly clear that their demise was a consequence of her own foolishness. “Once we enter Xuhai City, there’s no way back. ”

“No way back?” The Elder from the Fengyue Sect asked in a friendly manner, clearly not grasping Pei Yueling’s intent.

“What I mean is that all of you are destined for death,” Pei Yueling stated without a trace of compassion in her gaze. She regarded them as little more than a heap of lifeless bodies.

Each school, namely the Fengyue Sect, Baiyun Sect, Moon Sect, Supreme Sect, and Heavenly Dragon Gate, had brought over 1,000 individuals. Among them were 400 inner sect disciples and 600 outer sect disciples.

The inner sect disciples were all of Martial God caliber or higher, and the outer sect disciples, while not lacking in cultivation, possessed valuable spiritual roots. Their individual cultivation might not have been exceptional, but their spiritual roots were highly practical.

She intended to absorb their cultivation and refine their spiritual roots. This would enable her to fuse their spiritual roots with her own, propelling her cultivation to the level of Paragon Martial God.

Pei Yueling grew increasingly excited at the thought of the benefits she would reap from this refinement process.

She had invested considerable effort and recruited disciples from various schools over many months, yet her gains had been meager. That simply wouldn’t suffice for her ambitions.

This was the most efficient method, involving thousands of individuals.

“Miss Pei, what do you mean?”