MSBITRS Chapter 81 V2

But no matter how many times Jiushi activated the mirror, there was no reaction.

By now, Jiushi was visibly panicked. She grabbed Jiujiu and went straight to their master to ask for help…

Not even half an hour later, the emergency bell rang across Po Tian Peak!

A powerful spiritual pressure surged outward. A figure wrapped in green light shot out from within the mountain’s protective barrier, soaring westward at lightning speed!

Moments later, four more figures flew out, positioning themselves at the four corners of the peak.

Among them was a familiar face to Li Changshou—Elder Wangqing.

Meanwhile, traces of heavenly immortal auras appeared on various peaks the elders of the sect had been alarmed.

And that figure who had just launched skyward toward Zhongshenzhou…

It was none other than the sect master of the Heavenly Immortal Sect.

Standing in front of his thatched hut, Li Changshou sensed the residual energy in the air, picking up the subtle Dao essence unique to a Golden Immortal.

So… the Heavenly Immortal Sect did have a Golden Immortal!

Golden Immortals are those whose Dao has been recognized by the Heavenly Dao itself. Without disaster, they could live eternally, walking side by side with the Dao.

However, “Golden Immortal” was a vague realm. One Golden Immortal could be vastly stronger than another.

Having a Dao foundation merely granted you a ticket to the ranks of the powerful.

Your strength still depended on your magical skills and treasures.

Their sect master’s Golden Immortal level was nothing compared to the legendary Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect.

Those Twelve had made their names on the “Great Stage of the Primordial Era,” half a yuanhui ago. Back then, “Twelve Golden Immortals” was more of a collective term.

Figures like Guang Chengzi and Chi ** had long since stepped into the realm of Da Luo Golden Immortals, having become Saints’ disciples early on.

—Da Luo Golden Immortals were still technically Golden Immortals, but with their personal Dao fully perfected. They could survive small tribulations, though major ones might still destroy them.

The eight inner and outer disciples of the Jie Sect and their seven attendants were likely Da Luo level as well.

These thoughts flashed through Li Changshou’s mind.

He couldn’t help but worry about Martial Uncle Jiu Wu.

He was just at the True Immortal stage—and in a world like the Primordial Wilderness, that didn’t even qualify as cannon fodder.

If something truly had happened to him—some disaster or misfortune—it wouldn’t be all that surprising…

The Primordial World was just that dangerous.

“Senior Brother… did something happen to Martial Uncle Jiu Wu?”

Ling’e asked with worry.

“Mm,” Li Changshou replied calmly. “But don’t worry too much. If this involves matters of the Three Teachings, the Ren (Human) Sect will likely send experts to help protect our sect…”

Just as he finished speaking, Jiujiu came rushing back from Po Tian Peak, clearly in a hurry.

Before Jiujiu had even landed, she was already shouting anxiously to the pair standing outside the thatched hut:

“Changshou! Ling’e! Something’s happened!”

Li Changshou frowned and quickly asked, “What is it? Martial Aunt, please slow down.”

But how could Jiujiu possibly calm down right now?

She blurted out, “Fifth Senior Brother’s communication talisman isn’t connecting, and of the other two elders and two deacons with him, only one talisman got through!

And all we could hear was the sound of fighting!

The sect master and several Grand Elders have already been alerted. The sect master has gone straight to the Central Divine Continent. We’ve also contacted Jin Gong Sect, and they’ve agreed to send a group of experts to search the area…”

Li Changshou quickly said, “If that’s the case, then there’s no need to panic.

Martial Aunt, come inside and sit for a bit. We’re too far away to help with anything directly.”

“How could I not panic? I’m going crazy over here.”

Jiujiu stomped her foot and paced in circles before stopping to look at Li Changshou, her eyes filled with guilt. She said softly:

“I shouldn’t have taken it out on you.

Thank you, Changshou. If it weren’t for your dream, things could’ve turned out far worse.”

Li Changshou sighed. “Martial Uncle Jiu Wu and I are close. There’s no need to thank me for this.

But please remember—later, it must be said that you had the dream.”

“Yeah, I know…”

Jiujiu looked at Li Changshou hesitantly, then said in a low voice, “Actually, I do want to ask one more favor…”

“What is it?”

Jiujiu furrowed her brows. “Could you… Try sleeping again? Maybe you’ll dream again and see what’s going on over there?

I know it’s a lot to ask. Dreams aren’t something you can control—they depend on instinct, luck…

But…”

Li Changshou nodded without hesitation. “Alright. I’ll try to see if I can dream something up.

Ling’e, keep Martial Aunt company. Help calm her down.”

“Thank you… Little Shou Shou…”

Jiujiu murmured, her face drawn from worry.

Li Changshou acknowledged with a quiet “Mm” and lowered his head as he returned to his hut. Ling’e stepped forward and gently took Jiujiu’s arm, offering soft words of comfort.

Of course, Li Changshou wasn’t expecting to dream anything. Once inside, he simply lay down and quietly analyzed the potential problems that could’ve affected the Heavenly Immortal Sect, and what the possible developments might be.

In his eyes, worry was one of the most useless emotions.

Even emotions like reckless excitement or powerless rage were more useful by comparison.

This time, even Li Changshou hadn’t expected that his “random dream” would end up saving Jiu Wu—and two other elders in the sect—behind the scenes.

Once the poison pill had been activated, Li Changshou immediately notified Jiujiu.

Jiujiu and Jiushi, realizing something might have happened to Jiu Wu, quickly informed the sect.

The sect found that they had lost contact with everyone traveling with Jiu Wu, and reported this directly to the sect master.

The sect master exited seclusion and rushed to the Central Divine Continent. Meanwhile, one of the Grand Elders contacted an old friend in Jin Gong Sect.

Moments after Jin Gong Sect dispatched their experts, they found a concealed formation a thousand miles from their mountain gate.

Inside, they discovered the ambushed Heavenly Immortal Sect group.

Several top-tier experts launched an immediate assault, captured the attackers, and even managed to leave a few alive. However, the moment those attackers were restrained, their primordial spirits mysteriously shriveled and vanished…

As for the five from the Heavenly Immortal Sect who had somehow ended up there, two elders at the Heavenly Immortal stage were injured, Jiu Wu was severely wounded…

And the two deacons at the True Immortal stage…

Were dead. Their souls erased.

The entire Three Sects erupted in outrage.

It didn’t matter who had died—what mattered was that this was a direct slap to the face of the entire Three-Teachings Immortal community.

Several top Human Sect cultivators immediately stepped forward to protect the survivors and vowed to get to the bottom of this ambush.

By the time Li Changshou received this message from Jiujiu, Jiu Wu and the two elders were already on their way back to the sect, under the protection of the sect master and Human Sect experts.

As for the attackers, their identity and the reason for the ambush remained unknown.

Standing at the door of his alchemy room, Li Changshou finally let out a breath of relief…

He hadn’t expected that some of his small, creative “just-in-case” tools would prove so useful at such a critical moment.

He needed to start making more.

Also…

The underground escape formation and the safe house under Little Qiong Peak…

Needed to be moved to the top of his priority list.