Super Strong Little Divine Farmer

Chapter 2267: Chapter 2268: Escape

”Why is it this way... Jie’er...”

Chen Lin’s body was extremely weak, the Spiritual Energy he had expended earlier had yet to be replenished. Staggering with his unstable form, due to extreme emotional agitation, he stumbled and quickly climbed back up, heading towards the hall.

At this moment, the palace Formation dissipated, and the barrier that separated inside from outside, withdrew with the disappearance of Lu Kang and others.

Chen Lin reached that spot, his emotions turbulent, and his pallid face was full of worry and fatigue because of Chen Jie’s departure.

Everyone knew that those of the demon sect were not kindhearted. Chen Jie might handle ordinary juniors, but against someone like Lu Kang, he wouldn’t stand a chance. This was what Chen Lin worried about the most.

”Sect Master, you must definitely bring them back...”

Now, Chen Lin could only pin all his hopes on Liu Qinghan.

”Don’t worry, I will. Your injuries are too severe, and your emotions are too intense; staying here isn’t suitable. You should retreat and recuperate properly.”

Liu Qinghan said softly, placing a hand on Chen Lin’s shoulder. Chen Lin’s body slumped, his face full of desolation.

He looked up, hope flickering in his eyes, like a drowning man grasping at the last straw.

With Liu Qinghan’s gentle pat on his shoulder, Chen Lin began to tremble even more, gazing deeply at Liu Qinghan before lightly sighing as he looked at the emptiness on the hall.

Though he wanted to stay here, Chen Lin knew Liu Qinghan’s words were true; staying here would not help at all.

After calming down a bit, Chen Lin sighed lightly and walked out of the hall.

As he walked, his body groaned, and he kept shaking his head and sighing lightly.

”Ming Yu, can you find their traces based on the residual aura here?”

Liu Qinghan frowned, not turning around as his voice was passed out. Then, the elder who had earlier been standing before Guo Zhi stepped forward after Liu Qinghan’s words.

”I’ll give it a try.”

Ming Yu furrowed his brow, nodding in agreement.

In the sect, for profound knowledge of Formations, no one surpassed Ming Yu. As an Array Master, he was exceptionally sensitive to the residual energies on an Array.

Typical teleportation Arrays often have traces to follow.

This fluctuation of Spiritual Energy, from this location to the next, must have some connection, which is a key to constructing an Array.

However, this connection was exceedingly faint.

The current Array was more intricate, its traces even harder to find.

Ming Yu’s furrow deepened. Such an Array must be a secret technique within the demon sect. It’s extremely mysterious, and not to mention the method used by Tao Yuyu to activate it; the aura here had completely vanished, revealing no clues.

”Can’t find the slightest clue...”

After a while, Ming Yu straightened up, despite his profound insight, unable to detect any residual marks.

”It seems we’ll have to search extensively to find them.” Liu Qinghan furrowed his brow, looking up at the sky, his tone full of helplessness.

The Green Ripple Sect lay in these vast mountains, spanning an enormous area, making it extraordinarily difficult to find a few traces here.

”That seems to be the only option. I can only blame my skills for not being proficient enough.” Ming Yu sighed lightly in defeat.

”That’s not right, Elder Ming Yu, you’re too hard on yourself.” Liu Qinghan comforted him.

”Sect Master, I am willing to lead the Disciples into the mountains to seek traces of the wayward disciple!”

At this moment, Pan Su, who was at the back, approached Liu Qinghan with a serious expression, raising his hands respectfully, bowing down.

Liu Qinghan said nothing, merely glancing coldly at Pan Su after hearing his voice.

The prior reckless words, followed by the grudges in the spiritual realm competition here, these repeated incidents had long disappointed Liu Qinghan in Pan Su.

Moreover, with his disciple being one of the demon sect and leaving with Lu Kang from the spiritual realm, if word spread, it would be a joke.

In his silence, Pan Su lowered his head, sweating slightly, seemingly due to Liu Qinghan’s scrutiny.

He didn’t even dare to meet Liu Qinghan’s eyes. Even if he were foolish, he could sense Liu Qinghan’s inner thoughts.

His disciple was a traitor, so naturally, as a master, he was suspect. Allowing him to search also naturally brought worry. But in Pan Su’s eyes, it was a chance to clear any suspicions.

”Cough, cough...”

Suddenly, amidst the silence, a light cough sounded, drawing attention from where Lu Qiming struggled to reveal himself from the dusty corner of the hall.

Compared to the previous grand appearance, Lu Qiming’s condition was now poor.

Both limbs were broken, hindering his earlier efforts to rescue anyone.

This former Sect Master seemed forgotten there. In such upheaval, no one noticed him until the cough drew everyone’s gaze.

”Sect Master Lu!”

Liu Qinghan hurried to aid Lu Qiming, helping him up, while his hands radiated bursts of spiritual light. With the infusion of this Spiritual Energy, Lu Qiming’s complexion improved significantly, and his broken legs started to heal, allowing him to stand.

”You are now the Sect Master, that title is better left aside... cough, cough...”

Lu Qiming spoke, breaking out into a dry cough again, holding his mouth, his tone calm but pausing from time to time.

”No need for many words, I can’t hold on much longer. I had hoped to gain some inheritance in the spiritual realm, not to have my Master’s legacy in vain, but alas, things turned out otherwise...”

Lu Qiming looked up at the ceiling of the hall, a light sigh escaping his lips.

”Now that the demon has emerged, with his full restoration there’s likely to be great chaos. To solve this problem, I’m afraid the sect’s sacred artifact must be summoned.”

Lu Qiming reminded Liu Qinghan, fully aware of Lu Kang’s power. In this case, including Liu Qinghan, once Lu Kang was fully restored, none of them would be able to contend against him.

The only hope lies with the sect’s sacred artifact, left by the first founder, rumored to be able to communicate with the divine realm.

”This... Does Sect Master Lu know how long it will take Lu Kang to recover to his peak power?”

Liu Qinghan asked, hesitating slightly, because only by knowing Lu Kang’s timeline could he plan a defense.

Lu Qiming bowed his head in thought, roughly estimating the time before speaking a moment later, ”Three to five years.”