Mortal Cultivation: Who Can Be More Yin Than Me, the Extreme Yin!

"Fellow Taoist, you came just in time. The white tiger was disturbed. How about we cooperate and get out of the secret realm together?"

Xue Gu said to Rong Jingyun.

Rong Jingyun looked surprised and asked, "Baihu was frightened?"

Immediately, Xue Gu told Rong Jingyun the whole story in a few words.

Rong Jingyun frowned deeply when he heard this.

"The White Tiger's lair is on the top of the mountain, several miles away from the stone palace at the exit. Let's be more careful when we pass through the exit. We shouldn't alert the White Tiger, right?"

Xue Gu said, "I'm afraid it won't be as easy as fellow Taoist thought."

"Why do fellow Taoists say this?" Rong Jingyun asked.

"The white tiger has extremely high intelligence. If we disturb it, it probably won't let our monks leave the secret realm easily."

Xue Gu looked at the top of the mountain and said with a worried expression.

Mu Yunxin, who was meditating and refining the elixir, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Rong Jingyun.

"Master Rong, the situation is unclear at the moment. It is best for us to work together."

Rong Jingyun showed a faint smile.

"Unexpectedly, Miss Mu is here too."

Judging from their expressions and names when they talked, it was obvious that they were old acquaintances.

Rong Jingyun turned to look at Song Wen with a questioning look on his face.

She trusted Song Wen more than Mu Yunxin and others.

If she must go with someone, she naturally hopes that Song Wen can come with her.

Song Wen nodded slightly.

Xue Gu's words indeed have some truth to them.

The danger of acting alone is much higher than that of traveling with several people.

After receiving Song Wen's response, Rong Jingyun said to Xue Gu, "Elder Wu and I are willing to go with you."

"That's very good." Xue Gu said.

He changed his tone and continued.

"However, in the avalanche just now, people from the Xuantian Sword Sect, Hehuan Sect, and Hunyuan Temple all disappeared. Please wait here for a while. Master Jieku and I are going to look for our fellow disciples."

"Of course." Rong Jingyun responded.

Xue Gu and Jie Ku searched for traces of their fellow disciples around and under the cliff.

As for whether they were sincerely searching for and rescuing their fellow disciples, as they said, or whether they were coveting the treasures on their fellow disciples, it was unclear.

About half an hour later.

After quitting suffering, he returned with a look of sadness and decadence on his face.

It looked like he couldn't find any of his classmates.

Another moment passed.

Xue Gu appeared on the edge of the cliff, holding a head in his hand.

The head's eyes were wide open, with a look of death.

"Hey!" Xue Gu sighed.

He casually threw his head on the snow.

"I found the broken body of a fellow sect member. It was me, the senior brother, who failed to take good care of them."

Xue Gu's mouth was filled with sadness, but there was no trace of sadness on his face.

"Xianzi Mu, how are you recovering from your injury?"

Xue Gu walked to Mu Yunxin and asked with concern.

Mu Yunxin shook his head, "It will take a few more hours to fully recover from the injury."

Xue Gu turned around and faced everyone.

"Then let's wait a little longer until Fairy Mu recovers from her injuries, then we can set off again, how about that?"

"Right now, only more than half an hour has passed since the avalanche. It is when the white tiger is most alert, and it is not suitable to go up the mountain."

Everyone was silent, acquiescing to what Xue Gu said.

Two hours later.

It's getting dark.

Thick fog began to rise in the secret realm.

High in the mountains, this is no exception.

At night, the fog is thick, the vision is blocked, and the spiritual awareness is limited, so it is obviously not suitable to go up the mountain.

Everyone can only wait until the sun rises before setting off.

...

The next day, early morning.

The brilliance of the sun shines on the earth.

The fog began to lift.

The five people walked around the other side of the mountain and headed towards the top of the mountain.

There were no avalanches on this side of the mountain, and the trees were lush, which could hide their whereabouts very well.

Everyone tried their best to restrain their cultivation aura and hurried through the mountains and forests with their physical strength.

The task of exploring the path fell on Rong Jingyun.

She summoned an early second-level civet.

The civet cat is two feet long, light in body, fast in speed and extremely intelligent.

The civet cat walks silently through the dense forest. It is an excellent pathfinding spirit beast.

Following the civet was Xue Gu, who had the strongest combat power on the surface.

He is a sword cultivator from the Xuantian Sword Sect. In terms of offensive power alone, he is the strongest on the surface.

Song Wen and the other four people formed a fan shape and followed Xue Gu not far behind.

In such a formation, if any party is in danger, several other people can provide timely support.

Of course, this is just a verbal promise made by a few people. When something unexpected happens, whether everyone will fight or flee will probably depend on the strength of the enemy.

After walking for dozens of miles toward the top of the mountain, the group of people successfully arrived at the foot of a hundred-foot cliff.

Above the cliff is the stone hall where the exit is.

The five of them hid under the cliff, and Civet climbed up the cliff to explore the way first.

The civet cat moved quickly, jumping back and forth on the vertical cliff like a knife, and soon climbed up the hundred-foot cliff.

It lay on the edge of the cliff and stuck its head out to make sure there was no danger around.

He stepped back, jumped onto the cliff, and disappeared from the sight of the people below.

It takes less than one stick of incense.

The civet appears again on the edge of the cliff.

It jumped, jumped off the cliff, and fell directly to the ground a hundred feet below.

As soon as the civet cat landed, it jumped onto Rong Jingyun.

Burying his head in Rong Jingyun's arms, his body kept shaking, as if he had seen something very terrifying.

Seeing this scene, everyone's hearts were filled with a layer of gloom.

Immediately, Rong Jingyun's words confirmed everyone's bad suspicions.

"According to what the civet said, the white tiger is sleeping soundly behind the gate of the Stone Palace. It seems that it knows that if we monks want to leave the secret realm, we must pass through the Stone Palace. It is waiting for the rabbit."

Everyone looked at each other, all with gloomy expressions and silence.

Facing the White Tiger at the Golden Core stage, even if all the monks in the secret realm were gathered together, they might not be able to defeat him.

"What should we do now? Are we going to be trapped in this secret realm forever?"

Mu Yun was worried and looked weak and helpless.

Xue Gu said, "Actually, we don't need to defeat the white tiger head-on, we just need to try to lure it away."

Jie Ku said, "What Benefactor Xue said is reasonable. However, in what way will the white tiger be lured away? And who will be asked to lure the white tiger away? Those who lure the white tiger away will probably die without a chance to survive."

When Xue Gu heard this, he was speechless and stopped talking.

Song Wen stared at the cliff and said softly.

"It seems that in a short period of time, I won't be able to think of a way to lure the white tiger away. I have some things to deal with, so I won't go with you."

Song Wen suddenly wanted to leave the team, which attracted the other four people's attention.

Rong Jingyun frowned, "Elder Wu, there are only a few days until the secret realm is closed. Where are you going?"

Song Wen did not answer directly and responded casually.

"It won't help if we all gather here. It's better to disperse separately."

After saying that, Song Wen used his hands and feet to climb up the rock.