Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

Chapter 290: Chapter 65 Crossing Tribulation_1

“Martial Uncle Ji, are you certain Ning Daohuan has truly left?”

Outside the East Saint’s station, a group of Golden Core cultivators appeared silently above the station out of nowhere.

However, the remaining few Tianmen Cult cultivators within the station were completely unaware.

The Sect Master of Jiuling Sect couldn’t help but look at Ji Lan with doubt.

Ji Lan’s face remained calm: “Whether it’s true or not, it will be known once I personally check.”

“You want to go in person?”

The Sect Master of Jiuling Sect was taken aback immediately.

People around were shocked and hurriedly tried to dissuade him:

“Martial Uncle Ji, don’t act impulsively. We should plan this out thoroughly.”

“Yes, indeed. This place has been occupied by the Tianmen Cult for over a decade, there should be numerous formations and prohibitions. Martial Uncle Ji should not underestimate them. Let’s discuss a suitable strategy first before making a decision.”

“This news might not be true either. If Ning Daohuan is currently inside the station, wouldn’t you be walking into a trap…”

Ji Lan gave a faint smile, looked around, his handsome, refined face carried a trace of sincerity:

“Every one of you traveled far to lend a hand to the East Saint Sect, I deeply appreciate it. How can I let all of you risk your lives for the East Saint Sect?”

“It is both reasonable and justifiable for me to be the one to go.”

“Rest assured, if it’s about cultivation base, I am indeed inferior to Ning Daohuan. But if it comes to expertise in displacement techniques, I am quite confident.”

“Moreover, my East Saint Sect has operated here for years, surely we are not without any preparations.”

“Even if Ning Daohuan is present, I am confident that I can get out.”

After speaking, with a thought, Ji Lan vanished from their sight.

A group of more than twenty Golden Core cultivators led by the four great sect masters immediately stared at the East Saint station with serious expressions.

Nearly everyone activated their mana, ready to respond immediately to any movement within the station.

However, what made everyone uneasy was that there was no movement from within the station at all.

Just as everyone was exchanging glances, ready to break open the East Saint’s station Sect Protection Array together, Ji Lan’s figure suddenly reappeared in front of them.

However, his eyes were filled with suppressed excitement and joy.

“The news is correct! Ning Daohuan and the other twenty Golden Core cultivators are all gone!”

“What?! They’re really not there?”

Although everyone already knew about this, they were still greatly shocked upon hearing Ji Lan’s words.

The Sect Master of Jiuling Sect also showed a surprised expression, couldn’t help but ask:

“Brother Ji, are you sure you didn’t see Ning Daohuan? Could they be hiding?”

Ci Ren Pengcuo also nodded: “That’s right, are you sure?”

Zhong Bu of the Chihe Sword Sect also stared at him closely.

Ji Lan took a deep breath: “I couldn’t be wrong. The patterns inside the station haven’t changed much, and I spent more than three hundred years here. I’m familiar with every place one could hide. Ning Daohuan and his party simply couldn’t be hiding here — well, at least not inside the station.”

“In addition to that, apart from a few Foundation Establishment competitors who serve as deterrents, there are only some weak cultivators left in the station, which matches the information I received.”

“Therefore, it seems that Ning Daohuan and the Golden Core craftsmen of the Tianmen Cult are indeed not in the station.”

“But, will they come back through the teleportation array and ambush us?”

The Master Xiong of the Mountain Sea Sect couldn’t help but ask.

“That’s possible.”

Ji Lan nodded: “That’s why, I purposely traced some unique spiritual energy fluctuations from the Teleportation Array and found two arrays, which I have quietly sabotaged.”

“Well done!”

“Martial Uncle Ji is undoubtedly meticulous!”

“Doesn’t that mean we can follow Martial Uncle Ji into the station now, and take it back for the East Saint Sect?”

“Absolutely not!”

Upon hearing this, the Five Great Sect Masters unanimously objected.

The five of them couldn’t help but exchange glances and then burst out laughing.

“I think it would be best for Martial Uncle Ji to clear up the doubts in our minds.”

Ci Ren Pengcuo said with a laugh.

Ji Lan didn’t turn it down and immediately said:

“Even if Ning Daohuan and the others are not here, we can’t be sure whether he was really distracted by the Incense Fire Dao of Jiang State or if he deliberately made a slip.”

“So the best approach is to proceed in a steady manner!”

“Once the station’s teleportation arrays have been sabotaged by me, it would be quite unlikely for them to set up an ambush. So, all we need to do is to remove the formations and prohibitions here a bit at a time from the outside, eliminate the Tianmen Cult cultivators, and clean sweep once, regardless of whether Ning Daohuan has set a trap or not, they won’t be able to touch us.”

“Although it may be a bit slower, it is much safer.”

Upon hearing Ji Lan’s words, everyone quickly understood.

A consensus was quickly reached.

The Sect Masters of the other four sects immediately took their followers and each undertook the responsibility of breaking the formations.

Unexpectedly, Ji Lan handed the matter over to Ye Lingyu and disappeared again, teleporting back into the station.

He acted personally, knocking out these Tianmen Cult cultivators left in the station and some heresy cultivators that he vaguely recognized, bundling them all together.

After all, Ji Lan was a Golden Core Craftsman, and these cultivators couldn’t even deploy a Sound Transmission Talisman,

Soon, every cultivator in the station was captured together.

Ji Lan glanced at the cultivators from the Four Great Sects busy breaking the formations on the outskirts of the station, and immediately landed on the high peaks behind the towering mountain gate.

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