Doomed by Fate, My Sect Urges My Comeback - Chapter 222

Under Bai Roujing’s urging, the other cultivators reluctantly pulled themselves together, drew their weapons, and prepared to continue the fight.

Kong Jin had taken an elixir to recuperate, but his face remained deathly pale, indicating severe injury.

Everyone was on high alert. “Be careful. Sect Leader Kong Jin must have been ambushed by them. Wang Zhi, stop with the dirty tricks and face us head-on if you have the guts!”

Wang Zhi spread his hands in exasperation. “Seriously? You guys ambushed me, and now you’re accusing me of dirty tricks?”

A pale-skinned man standing in the corner snorted and drew his twin swords.

“Enough talk. Let’s end this quickly!”

Bai Roujing stood beside Kong Jin, pretending to check on her master. She cast a sly glance at Mo Yu, a sinister smile curling her lips.

This time, with her master bringing so many powerful cultivators, Mo Yu wouldn’t escape, despite the minor setbacks. Soon, she would be the only one with the protagonist’s aura!

Mo Yu shouldn’t even exist!

“Twin Swords Elder, they’ve harmed my master. You must kill them and avenge him!”

“The Shui Yun Sect will certainly reward you handsomely.”

The man with twin swords cracked his neck and snorted, “Attack! I’ll take care of that woman.”

As he spoke, he moved forward but suddenly froze, holding his swords aloft.

Noticing something was wrong, another man in a red robe who was with him stopped as well.

“Brother, what’s wrong?”

The man opened his mouth to speak but couldn’t make a sound. His pupils turned bright red.

Clang.

His twin swords slipped from his hands and fell to the ground.

The surrounding cultivators were all shocked.

“What’s happening?”

They saw the man’s skin writhing visibly. He clutched his chest, gasping for breath.

“My illness is acting up. Everyone, I must leave now.”

With those words, the man turned into a streak of light, picked up his swords, and vanished in an instant.

Everyone exchanged bewildered glances.

What just happened?

Didn’t he just vow to kill Mo Yu?

Why did he suddenly leave?

The red-robed man sighed. “Everyone, I need to check on Brother Wei. I’ll be leaving as well.”

As he spoke, he gestured for two other strong cultivators to follow him.

Seeing this, Bai Roujing’s forehead throbbed with anger, and she quickly stepped in their way.

“Elder Hong, what are you doing?”

The red-robed man looked annoyed. “I came here with Brother Wei. Now that his old illness has flared up, I need to check on him. Do you want to stop me?”

Bai Roujing, agitated and impatient, began to speak recklessly.

“You all promised to help my master deal with the Tuo Yue Sect. How can you go back on your word? The enemy isn’t even defeated yet! You’re just looking for an excuse to escape!”

The red-robed man laughed, his anger evident. “Little girl, your master’s promises are valuable, but not indispensable. We agreed to help because of my past friendship with your master. Helping is a favor, not an obligation. Understand?”

“My brother’s illness has returned. I must check on him. I’m out of this fight.”

He then nodded towards Wang Zhi, who gave a slight smile and nodded back.

“But you promised!” Bai Roujing protested desperately.

“I’m out.”

With that, the red-robed man flicked his sleeve.

A shower of rose petals fell from the sky, and when they touched the ground, the three men had disappeared.

In an instant, five people were gone.

The group besieging the Tuo Yue Sect had a significant gap.

Bai Roujing tried to reassure herself. It’s okay. There are still more than ten of us. We can still win.

Meanwhile, Wang Zhi set up a table and, with Mo Yu and the two elders, began drinking tea.

Kong Jin finally recovered from his meditation.

Wang Zhi waved at him from a distance. “Hey, are we still fighting?”

Seeing how relaxed and carefree the Tuo Yue Sect was, Kong Jin was so furious he nearly disrupted his cultivation.