MSBITRS Chapter 89 V2

“Mm,” her master replied, a faint twitch at the corner of her mouth.

Jiujiu’s cultivation was decent enough.

The elder added, “If chaos breaks out later, make sure to support one another. Pay special attention to Xiao Wu—his old wounds haven’t healed yet.”

Jiu Wu looked visibly ashamed, and the other eight disciples all lowered their heads and responded in unison.

But then, Jiu Wu suddenly remembered something—when he had previously gone to visit Elder Wan Linjun, he’d been thoroughly intimidated by him…

Well, maybe “intimidated” isn’t quite right—more like warned over and over again, to the point of trauma.

“If the protective mountain array is broken by the enemy, you are to immediately retreat to Po Tian Peak. Do not engage them head-on. And open this pouch!”

That very pouch was currently tucked into Jiu Wu’s sleeve—he hadn’t dared let it leave his side for even a moment.

At the time, Elder Wan Linjun had looked downright terrifying while giving those instructions. The experience had rattled both Jiu Wu and Jiu Shi for several days afterward.

Thinking it over, Jiu Wu took two steps forward, bowed respectfully behind his master Wangqing, and reported the elder’s warning.

Wangqing didn’t press for details—he simply nodded and said Jiu Wu should do as Elder Wan instructed.

Jiu Wu returned to his position and looked out past the formation, staring at the figures still relentlessly pounding on the protective barrier. He gripped his sword tightly—and the several bottles of “Wan-brand” poison pills he’d specially prepared, ready to disperse at a moment’s notice.

He thought to himself, “Nephew Changshou should’ve already made it to Po Tian Peak by now…”

Sweeping the area with his divine sense, Jiu Wu focused on the plaza outside Bai Fan Hall—but immediately frowned. Scanning more closely, the short Daoist was stunned.

Li Changshou and Lan Ling’e… weren’t anywhere near Bai Fan Hall. They weren’t even on Po Tian Peak!

Panic surged in Jiu Wu’s chest.

He just couldn’t shake the worry over Li Changshou and Lan Ling’e’s safety.

Taking another step forward, Jiu Wu spoke to his master’s back:
“Master, I’d like to make a quick trip to Xiao Qiong Peak and bring Nephew Changshou and Nephew Ling’e to Bai Fan Hall. Changshou tends to get overly passionate—I’m worried he might try to use his formations to join the fight on his own.”

Wangqing nodded slightly. “Go.”

Beside them, Jiu Jiu hesitated like she wanted to speak but ultimately just pressed her lips together and stayed in formation, shoulder-to-shoulder with her senior brothers and sisters.

—After all, it was just a matter of escorting Li Changshou and Lan Ling’e to the hall. Fifth Senior Brother could handle that on his own.

Jiu Wu gave one last glance at the still-holding barrier and then took off, speeding toward Xiao Qiong Peak.

As expected…

Hidden in the shadows, Li Changshou let out a sigh. He immediately prepared to transmit a message.

But just then—

A brilliant golden light burst across the sky! A longsword infused with a hint of karmic merit split the clouds, trailing a thousand-foot blade of energy. Like a lightning bolt striking a mountain, it slammed down hard on the center of the protective formation!

One of the enemy’s Golden Immortals had made a sudden move!

The barrier trembled violently under the strike. The Sect Leader of Du Xian Sect roared and forced the other two Golden Immortals into another entanglement.

But that brief moment of instability was all it took—on both the southwest and northwest sides, countless streams of light flared at once!

The mosquito-controlled puppets displayed an eerie, flawless coordination.

The protective array flickered, then suddenly went dark—an instant later, it shattered completely! A violent surge of spiritual energy blasted outward like a tidal wave, engulfing the skies.

One of the Du Xian Sect’s Grand Elders raised a glowing treasure tower and shouted:

“Attack!”

Instantly, both the southwest and northwest skies exploded with light. Countless divine techniques and enchanted weapons surged into motion!

To the northwest, a poisonous, sky-darkening palm slammed down. Elder Wan Linjun’s sleeves fluttered as his hair and beard flared out—he looked imposing.

But seven or eight demon immortals, already prepared, activated their treasures together to resist the poisonous Elder’s assault.

Most of the other immortals kept their distance, flinging divine techniques and treasures from afar—none dared step into that spreading mist of ghastly green poison.

Meanwhile, to the southwest, dozens of Heavenly Immortals closed in for brutal close-quarters combat. The skies were ablaze with crisscrossing light—some figures were already crashing down from the clouds.

Seeing this, Jiu Wu immediately turned to return and join the fight.

But the moment he moved, a message reached his ears:

“Open the pouch. Forget the rest.
You alone can’t change the course of this battle.”

Elder Wan?!

Jiu Wu froze, stunned. He pulled out the pouch, peeked inside, and suddenly had a revelation.

Of course…

How had he not realized this sooner?

Casting one last glance at the battlefield, the short Daoist clenched his jaw, stomped his foot, and turned, flying straight toward Po Tian Peak.

The voice from before, of course, hadn’t been Elder Wan Linjun at all.

It was Li Changshou, hidden in the shadows, mimicking the elder’s voice and tone perfectly.

After all, Elder Wan was currently locked in a deadly battle on the northwest front—he had no time to worry about Jiu Wu.

And now…

Let’s see how hard you cry, Uncle.

With that cheeky thought, Li Changshou shifted his focus again and began multitasking.

In two hidden forests hundreds of miles to the north and south, four small wooden boxes were suddenly pushed open by tiny paper hands.

Paper dolls—thick and loaded with cloth pouches—wobbled out of their boxes. Each of them grew rapidly, transforming into four full-sized Daoist cultivators: two men, two women.

“Release the hounds!”

…No wait, that sounded like he was insulting himself.

“Close the gates and beat the dogs!” That’s more like it.

Each pair burrowed underground using earth-escape techniques, silently creeping toward the two battlefronts…