"Little disciple, the people who stepped into the trap are someone you know well."
Shen Qing responded with a couple of hums and immediately flew over.
She heard the name Hong Chaoyang. Those unlucky souls who had fallen into the trap over there were disciples of the Qingyun Sword Sect!
Although Shen Qing had made up her mind to leave the Qingyun Sword Sect, she couldn't just stand by and watch the sisters in the sect die.
Moreover, to be honest, Shen Qing was indirectly involved in this. If she ignored it, she wouldn't be able to live with herself.
"Hey! Where are you going again?!"
Shen Chuyun had finally mustered up the courage to enter the dense forest when he saw Shen Qing flying away.
There was nothing he could do. He had to forcefully channel his spiritual energy and follow her. Shen Chuyun felt the fatigue in his body getting stronger and stronger. He even thought that he would pass out the next second.
But just when he was about to give up, he also heard the panicked cries for help.
Only then did Shen Chuyun realize that Shen Qing was going to save people.
When Shen Qing reached the place where the sounds were coming from, she was instantly stunned on the spot.
Before her stood a tall and thick ghost-twining vine. Its jet - black and shiny vines were waving wildly, sweeping all the surrounding trees and plants to the ground.
Those octopus - like vines were tightly coiling around the disciples of the Qingyun Sword Sect, leaving them unable to move.
The ghost-twining vine was one of the few man - eating plants. Its roots formed a huge swamp. When it caught its prey, it would throw them all into the swamp.
As the poisonous gas in the swamp slowly eroded the prey's nerves and made them stop resisting, the swamp would gradually turn the prey into white bones.
Looking at the bubbles floating in the swamp, it was likely that some disciples had already been thrown in.
Hong Chaoyang was hanging upside down on the vine. Her big, bright eyes were filled with tears and bloodshot.
But she instantly noticed Shen Qing emerging from the grass.
"Shen Qing! Shen Qing! Hurry up and save us!"
Hearing Hong Chaoyang's shouts, the other disciples entangled by the vines also noticed Shen Qing holding Biluo.
However, compared to Hong Chaoyang's full hope, they seemed a bit disappointed.
The reputation of Shen Qing from Nianbai Peak as a good - for - nothing had spread among these disciples. Even Pei Xuanjing and He Yu from Nianbai Peak had been thrown into the swamp by the ghost-twining vine. How could Shen Qing possibly save them?
"Sister Chaoyang, that's Shen Qing. We'd better think of a way ourselves. Maybe we can escape faster."
"Exactly. Shen Qing is just a cultivator at the late Foundation - Building stage. It's good enough if she can protect herself."
"Sister Shen Qing, please go back to the Qingyun Sword Sect quickly and call for reinforcements! Otherwise, we'll all die!"
Without their reminder, Shen Qing had already crushed the summoning jade pendant given to her by Elder Hengling. But Shen Qing thought that it was very likely that Elder Hengling wouldn't show up.
Moreover, a normal ghost-twining vine didn't move so quickly or grow so tall.
Standing in front of this ghost-twining vine, Shen Qing felt that it was so tall that it almost blocked out the sky.
This ghost-twining vine must have been tampered with by Lin Yibai.
Shen Qing didn't dare to take the risk. What if the swamp of this ghost-twining vine could instantly corrode its prey? Then the sin would fall on her.
Shen Chuyun was hiding behind the grass. Seeing this unusually tall ghost-twining vine, he was so scared that he stood still.
"Shen Chuyun, you good - for - nothing! Hurry back to the Qingyun Sword Sect and call someone!"
Shen Qing shouted loudly. Only then did everyone notice Shen Chuyun hiding stupidly in the grass. They felt disgusted with Shen Chuyun's cowardice.
Even someone as weak as Shen Qing would stand up and try to save them, but Shen Chuyun, the direct disciple of Elder Hengling who always boasted of being a天之骄子 (a son of heaven, a prodigy), just hid in the dark and watched.
"Shen Chuyun, stop standing there! Go back to the sect!!"
Hong Chaoyang shouted at Shen Chuyun loudly. Her voice was almost hoarse.
After being called by two people in a row, Shen Chuyun stammered and summoned his natal sword. He was all thumbs as he tried to fly away on his sword.
But just as he took off, he felt something wrap around his foot.
Looking down, a thick vine had wrapped around Shen Chuyun's calf.
"Ah——!!"
Shen Chuyun was thrown over by the ghost-twining vine and hit Hong Chaoyang head - on, almost knocking her unconscious.
Because of this impact, the storage bags containing the summoning jade pendants of Hong Chaoyang and Shen Chuyun fell into the swamp.
"Shen Chuyun, you useless wretch!"
Hong Chaoyang glared at Shen Chuyun with gritted teeth. Her eyes were almost spitting fire.
"Hong Chaoyang, don't talk about me. You're also entangled by the ghost-twining vine. We're all in the same boat."
"Shen Chuyun, I've disliked you for a long time. I'll beat you to the ground one day, you good - for - nothing!!"
Hong Chaoyang and Shen Chuyun started arguing regardless. Beside them were the voices of other disciples trying to persuade them, and some disciples were advising Shen Qing to go back and call for reinforcements. For a moment, it was extremely lively around the ghost-twining vine.
Shen Qing was deep in thought. Since Lin Yibai had tampered with the ghost-twining vine, there must be some traces left.
As long as she could find a way to eliminate the traces left by Lin Yibai and make the ghost-twining vine return to its normal size, it would be much easier.
Shen Qing remembered the black mist that Ling Zhou had mentioned, so she immediately called Ling Zhou in her spiritual consciousness.
"Master, are you there?"
"Can you see if there's black mist on this ghost-twining vine, just like the one you saw on Shen Chuyun?"
Ling Zhou had already seen everything in Shen Qing's spiritual consciousness. But his feelings towards the Qingyun Sword Sect were too complicated.
When he saw the disciples of the Qingyun Sword Sect in trouble, he even felt a faint sense of pleasure in his heart and had no intention of saving them at all.
But Shen Qing's call made Ling Zhou suddenly come to his senses. These people in front of him were not the senior and junior brothers who had humiliated him back then...
Ling Zhou was in Shen Qing's spiritual consciousness and could somewhat sense what had happened to Shen Qing before, including some disciples who had ridiculed Shen Qing.
But at this critical moment of life and death, Shen Qing still put aside personal grudges.
An unstable Dao heart would make it difficult to achieve the Great Dao. Maybe back then, he was still too cowardly.
"Little disciple, there's a mark on the root of the ghost-twining vine near the swamp, emitting a thick black mist. I'll cast a dispelling spell on Biluo. You just need to find a way to use Biluo to destroy the mark."
"Okay."
Biluo in Shen Qing's hand emitted a cyan light, and Ling Zhou's aura spread out from Biluo.
After being transformed by Lin Yibai, the vines of the ghost-twining vine were extremely hard.
Just now, in order to save people, Hong Chaoyang and the others had done their best to attack the vines, but most of their attacks were ineffective, only leaving tiny marks on the vines.
Just as the vines of the ghost-twining vine were about to grab Shen Qing, Hong Chaoyang let out a sharp scream: "Shen Qing, be careful!"
But the next second, Hong Chaoyang was surprised to find that the vines that they couldn't cut off no matter how hard they tried were as easy to cut as carrots under Shen Qing's sword.
Shen Qing held her breath and concentrated her spiritual energy highly, planning to rush to the place where the mark was in one go.
The ghost-twining vine seemed to sense Shen Qing's intention, and all its vines instantly attacked in Shen Qing's direction...