Chapter 863: Bodhisattva Blessings

On a picturesque mountain peak.

The sun was shining brightly, birds were singing, and flowers were in full bloom. The view was expansive, and the back of the mountain had a continuous ridge, suggesting excellent feng shui.

This was the burial ground Yi Feng had specifically chosen for himself.

The woman in the light gauze dress was leaning against a nearby rock.

A cool breeze swept by, bringing a slight chill.

Yi Feng glanced at the thinly dressed woman and took out a piece of clothing from his spatial ring to drape over her.

Although this woman was detestable, given the leader's incompetence, she wouldn't have been able to kill him even if she hadn't intervened.

Moreover, Yi Feng had never harbored any ill intentions toward her, nor had he ever thought of harming her. He had merely used her temporarily to draw the hatred of the Hong Sect.

When the time came, hundreds of experts would surround him, unleashing a barrage of skills in his direction.

Just thinking about it made him feel exhilarated.

"Beauty, you'll just have to endure a bit of hardship for now."

"When I become invincible and immortal, I'll come back to repay you."

Yi Feng lazily leaned against the rock, gazing at the distant sky. He shook his leg and said with anticipation, "Hong Sect, oh Hong Sect, your experts better hurry up..."

"Given the reputation of your sect, I'm sure you'll react quickly and arrive in no time."

"And you'll definitely bring a large force, a grand procession..."

...

Meanwhile, in the Hong Sect.

The solemn hall was filled with people.

Without exception, they were all top-tier figures of the Hong Sect.

"As I said before, not a single word of this can be leaked. We must unconditionally cooperate with Lady Piaomiao Hong!"

The sect leader of the Hong Sect spoke in a hushed tone, conveying his message to the group.

"Understood."

Everyone nodded solemnly.

Although they didn't know the full details, they were somewhat aware of the struggles among the saints.

They deeply understood that in such conflicts, sects like theirs had no place. Even if they forced their way in, they would only end up as cannon fodder.

Fortunately, Lady Piaomiao Hong, a true powerhouse from the Heavenly Domain, had arrived with Luo Chen, the Butcher, and a maid. She requested to stay temporarily in their sect, asking only for secrecy and cooperation, and that their identities remain hidden.

In return, after the saintly conflict, the Hong Sect would receive some benefits.

Though the specifics weren't stated, everyone knew that even the slightest favor from someone like Lady Piaomiao Hong would be enough to sustain the Hong Sect.

If the rewards were slightly better, it might even elevate the Hong Sect to the level of a Dao Sect.

Just thinking about it made the future seem promising.

As the Hong Sect members were envisioning their bright future, a panicked voice suddenly came from outside the hall.

"Report!"

"Sect Leader, something terrible has happened!"

The elder who had accompanied the convoy rushed in frantically.

"What's going on?"

The sect leader frowned and stood up, urgently asking.

"Lady Piaomiao Hong... Lady Piaomiao Hong has been kidnapped!" the elder shouted anxiously, then proceeded to explain in detail how it had happened.

"What?"

This news sent shockwaves through the room.

The powerful figure they had aligned themselves with had been kidnapped by a mysterious, terrifying individual?

What the hell was going on!

"What about Luo Chen?"

The sect leader widened his eyes and asked hurriedly.

"Luo... Luo Chen slashed at the mysterious man, but the man was completely unharmed. Luo Chen nearly died himself and then fled with Lady Piaomiao Hong's personal maid," the elder explained hastily.

"What? Luo Chen ran away too?"

The sect leader's face turned ashen, his expression darkening to the extreme. He clutched his forehead, heartbroken, and said, "We finally managed to establish a connection, to latch onto a powerful ally. The future of the Hong Sect becoming a Dao Sect-level force depended entirely on her. How could something like this happen?"

Just as they were dreaming of a bright future, this blow came far too quickly.

"Ah, Sect Leader, don't worry about the ally right now. That's not the most critical issue."

The elder shouted again, "The key problem is that Lady Piaomiao Hong identified herself as part of the Hong Sect. Before leaving, the mysterious man declared that he would wait for the Hong Sect to come and rescue her. If we don't go, he said he would come and annihilate our sect."

"What?"

Hearing this, the sect leader of the Hong Sect nearly fainted. He pinched the spot between his nose and upper lip to regain his composure.

The rest of the Hong Sect members were thrown into chaos.

What the hell was this?

What capability did the Hong Sect have?

To kidnap Lady Piaomiao Hong and force Luo Chen to flee—how could the Hong Sect possibly rescue her?

They weren't even qualified to be cannon fodder!

This was truly a case of gods fighting while mortals suffered.

"This was too rash, too rash."

"We shouldn't have gotten involved in the saintly conflict in the first place, nor should we have had any connection with Lady Piaomiao Hong."

"Someone, someone!"

The sect leader of the Hong Sect, still pinching the spot between his nose and upper lip, urgently issued orders, "Pass down the command: seal the mountain gates, activate the protective formation, and don't let anyone leave. Everyone, keep your heads down and act like turtles..."

After saying this, the sect leader tapped his chest and forehead a few times, drawing a few talismanic symbols in the air. He closed his eyes, his face filled with piety, and muttered tremblingly...

"Oh, mama mia, Bodhisattva bless us, Bodhisattva bless us..."