Doomed by Fate, My Sect Urges My Comeback - Chapter 250

These words enraged Bai Roujing.

What? Underestimating me?

She pulled out the map she obtained from the system. By inputting spiritual power, it would show her current location and the nearby area.

“Hurry up!” she urged impatiently.

Reluctantly, the system displayed Mo Yu’s current location on the map.

Mo Yu was speeding in one direction, with Yan Shoulu beside her.

Seeing Yan Shoulu’s name alongside Mo Yu’s, Bai Roujing seethed with anger.

That damn woman, how many men had she taken from her?

If it weren’t for Mo Yu, Yan Shoulu would already be under her control.

“Where is she heading now?”

Bai Roujing clasped her hands together, forming a seal, her eyes filled with killing intent.

The system replied, “It looks like she’s heading to the Ning Family Manor?”

Bai Roujing’s expression twisted.

Ning Shaoyang was also one of her targets!

Was Mo Yu determined to oppose her?

“This wretched woman, how many of my men has she seduced? I… System, when can I kill her?”

The system said, “Well… if you could kill her, go ahead. I’m not stopping you.”

Laughable. Who did Mo Yu think she was?

Her current spiritual strength could easily handle a Nascent Soul phase expert.

Host, you’re just trash thinking of killing Mo Yu?

Seeing yet another man about to be taken by Mo Yu, Bai Roujing dared not delay. She turned into a white streak of light and vanished into the sky.

Meanwhile, Mo Yu, pale-faced, felt herself wobbling mid-flight.

She quickly summoned her White Rock Flying Boat.

Seeing her condition, Yan Shoulu was worried. “Senior Sister, what happened to you? Were you hurt?”

Mo Yu, her face ashen, waved her hand.

She sat cross-legged and began to examine the golden light within her sea of consciousness.

Finally, she found an Immortal-grade talisman formation.

She grabbed Yan Shoulu. “How strong is your spiritual power?”

Every minute was torment for her.

At this moment, her sea of consciousness felt like a hand holding a pile of heavy objects, each minute risking being crushed.

If her sea of consciousness collapsed, everything would be over.

“I…”

Before Yan Shoulu could speak, he felt a gentle force sweep through his sea of consciousness.

His heart raced. This feeling of being watched made his scalp tingle.

If it were anyone else, he would have attacked. But knowing Mo Yu meant well, he forced himself to stay calm.

“My spiritual power isn’t that strong, I…”

Mo Yu, panting slightly, said, “Send distress signals to the sect—notify Master, the elders, and my Senior Brothers and Sisters. Get them here quickly.”

Her voice was faint by the end.

Yan Shoulu, unsure what was wrong, nodded without questioning.

“Okay.”

After sending the distress signals, Mo Yu grabbed his wrist, pressing her slender fingers to his forehead.

“I’m transferring something to you. If your sea of consciousness can’t bear the weight, use your flames for support. It should be okay, but I’m not sure. This thing might tear your sea of consciousness apart.”

Yan Shoulu looked at her with determination. “Senior Sister, I can do it.”

Mo Yu took a deep breath and began transferring the golden scrolls from her sea of consciousness to Yan Shoulu’s.

As the immense, powerful force surged, Yan Shoulu’s head felt like it was splitting. His entire body felt like it was being stripped layer by layer.