Saving System: Calm Down, My Fleeing Host!

Chapter 456 - 447: Illusion Array

"We’ll depart in five days, I’ll lead the team myself."

Mo Shang’s slightly pale face was cold and resolute.

"How can that be? Senior Brother, you’re so badly injured."

Senior Sister Nine immediately retorted.

"That’s right, Senior Brother, let me go instead! We need you here to hold the fort, we can’t put all the eggs in one basket."

Han Yuan spoke vaguely, the two exchanged glances, both seeing the gravity in each other’s eyes.

Opportunities are rare, and sect rewards are incredibly important, but you must have the life to bear them. If they all perished here, how could Yanxia Peak ever be revitalized?

"No, no, you all have injuries, let me go."

Zhong Yong forcefully squeezed between the two.

"With Sixth Brother protecting us, we can definitely gather enough Immortal Condensing Grass to make Yanxia Peak famous."

The confident words were resounding and powerful.

Alongside, he patted Fifth Brother on the shoulder.

The big guy swung his hammer.

He showcased his muscles and strength, silently supporting Zhong Yong.

"Otherwise, I’ll go with Fourth Brother too."

Everyone expressed their intention to join the ranks.

"Enough, I’ve made my decision. Second Brother will stay to guard the cave, keep an eye on the Fierce Beast’s movements at all times. Fourth and Fifth Brothers, each pick ten people to follow, the rest will stay behind."

Mo Shang’s voice was slightly deep as he directly issued the order.

"But..."

"No way..."

Everyone spoke in unison but then hesitated to speak further.

Mo Shang’s cold gaze swept over them.

The authority of Senior Brother could not be disobeyed.

"Yes!"

Responses of varying uniformity echoed in the cave.

Cheng Xiaoxiao raised an eyebrow, what a fierce person!

Injured so severely yet still thinking of risking it? Is it that he’s loyal and righteous, or just silly?

This Senior Brother isn’t simple; probably doesn’t trust me much, thinks it’s easier to observe and monitor when I’m right under his nose.

But she managed to bluff her way through this encounter.

Returning to the city after quickly completing the mission and escaping early, otherwise, the trouble would be huge.

Mo Shang isn’t easy to fool, and those few leaders are even tougher.

Moreover, these are the younger generation disciples of the Tianyuan Sect, the sect’s elders have profound cultivation and rich experience, cunning and calculating, best not to come into contact.

Over several days, Cheng Xiaoxiao got along well with these guys.

Even the only two female members have changed their perspectives about her significantly.

Such as the jealousy-prone Senior Sister Nine.

Now she’s outwardly presenting as a male, yet this Senior Sister Nine is particularly wary of her, as if she might steal her beloved person at any moment.

Really baffling, could this be a woman’s intuition?

The other female Senior Sister is average-looking, acts according to rules, nothing outstanding, not good at socializing, shyly responds to familiar young juniors.

Day and night alternate, and five days pass in the blink of an eye.

Cultivators: recovery truly is good.

In just five days, Senior Brother moves freely, brandishing his sword with ease; except for his still somewhat pale face, there’s no visible sign of severe injury.

A team of twenty-four was ready to set out.

After finishing their watery breakfast, they set off with gear, leaving the area.

They passed through the rubble-strewn pine grove.

Climbing high along the way, they slowly moved forward.

Riding a bike downhill and hiking uphill are completely different concepts.

The cold wind was biting, making the already dry weather harsher, causing a loss of moisture, leaving people parched.

Crossing mountains, from day to night, the path stretched endlessly, feeling incredibly overwhelming.

Cheng Xiaoxiao was asked more than once how far it was.

"Almost, almost!"

They passed through a pine grove, walked across muddy land, climbed over a continuous range of peaks, and saw sedge grass trampled by a group of crocodiles, sprawling and disorderly.

The scene before them slightly relaxed Mo Shang’s tense nerves.

Proving there was indeed fierce fighting here before.

"Junior Brother previously escaped from here, right? Look at these big footprints, what terrifying power."

The giant foot left a deep dent imprint.

"Wasn’t it? Almost ran half my life, nearly got caught."

Cheng Xiaoxiao looked frightened, as if still shaken, "Thankfully the crocodile group has moved on."

"Speed up to prevent any incidents."

Mo Shang was vigilant of the surrounding environment, urging everyone to leave quickly.

They skirted the cliff’s edge, descended to the bottom of the valley, which felt more like a small groove embedded at the bottom of the eye area, cautiously proceeding along the rugged, winding groove, gradually thin mist floating in the air seemed to consciously descend, surrounding everyone.

Team members’ figures appeared and disappeared in the mist.

"Be careful, this mist doesn’t feel right... Defense!"

Upon receiving Senior Brother’s warning, everyone drew their weapons, pairing up back-to-back, advancing cautiously.

As the mist grew denser, dense enough not to see people ahead, they lost their sense of direction, as if the world had only them left.

"What’s going on? Senior Brother! Senior Brother!"

Zhong Yong shouted loudly.

His voice echoed in the silent thick mist, like ripples spreading, growing quieter until it vanished in the distance.

No response was received, panic rose in his heart.

"Fifth Brother?"

The warm, hard touch behind him was real?

He feared the person back-to-back with him was just his illusion until the other replied "Mm," easing his heart slightly.

The white mist separated people within the team; now they wandered, tense, scrutinizing their surroundings, trying to connect with surrounding peers.

After finding no danger, they sped up, attempting to catch up with those ahead, yet no matter how they chased, couldn’t see anyone, their calls unanswered.

In the silent mist, every movement was magnified infinitely, from anxious footsteps echoing to heartbeats nearly bursting from their chests—all vivid; unfortunately, it’s no good, only increasing fear.

"Why can’t we catch up with Senior Brother?"

Rhino panted, asking Cheng Xiaoxiao.

"Because we’ve been circling in place, never catching up with anyone."

Cheng Xiaoxiao had long noticed the oddity here, making a bold guess.

What puzzled her was encountering mist coming out, but not densely enough and didn’t confuse her.

She thinks it’s probably the bigwig’s merit; she hurriedly followed the guided path, maybe mist couldn’t entrap her before leaving the Illusion Array.

The bigwig is a bigwig; even without appearing, they control the situation.

This mist is truly bizarre.

"Could it be the Illusion Array?"

Rhino couldn’t help recalling such a high-level array.

"Does Sixteenth Brother know what array this is?"

Tianyuan Sect truly isn’t simple, knowing many secrets.

"It’s a high-level array stored in the Book Collection Pavilion, no one in the sect can practice now."

Rhino spoke regretfully.

Cheng Xiaoxiao feigned surprise with a shocked expression.