Eternal life begins with saving my clan-Chapter 275: You say what?!

"Your fellow disciples ventured deeper than anyone. They went to the most dangerous zone. I don't think they are coming back."

When everyone heard this, they looked at Zimo and Biyu with pity.

When those youngsters arrived previously, they came with pride and arrogance.

But now, who would have expected all of them to perish in their sect's secret realm?

As for Biyu and Zimo, their expressions didn't even change a bit.

Zimo looked at her, and a bright, confident smile appeared on his face.

"If they had not gone deeper than anyone else, they wouldn't be from the barren land."

"And they are not just from the barren land, they are disciples from the Celestial Heavenly Sect? Do you even know what that even means?"

When they heard his arrogant response, everyone had their jaws dropped to the ground.

What kind of prideful confidence is this?

Perhaps it was not confidence but blind arrogance.

The sun had already set, and the entrance to the secret realm has closed.

How could some weak youngster in the Qi Refinement realm escape the clutches of Golden Core Beastmen?

Seeing that Jiang Li Mei was not taken seriously, Jun Shen Yi came forward and stopped beside her.

"We only choose to tell you not to get your hopes up. Whether you believe it or not has nothing to do with us."

Just as he finished that statement, he prepared to retreat back to his position but heard Biyu's domineering words.

"What do you say?" His bone-chilling voice sent shivers down the spine of all the crowd.

"Have nothing to do with you? Haha. You make me laugh?" She shook her head and turned to face the highest peak.

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However, everyone who heard her voice understood the undertone threat in her voice.

Instantly, the previous calm and joyous atmosphere became solemn, filled with dread.

Watching the nervous expressions on the faces of their elders, all the younger generation was baffled.

What is going on?

How could words from a mere weak Early Foundation Building realm stage 3 cultivator scare them?

Among them, there were numerous Peak Foundation Building realm and Half-Step Core Refining experts.

Moreover, there were the two powerful clan masters in the prefecture.

But their stiff expressions told them things were not as simple as they thought.

Quickly, everyone took their children, disciples, or clansmen to ask about the fate of the disciples of the Celestial Heavenly Sect if there was still a chance for their survival.

Just as the crowd was thrown into a state of panic and nervousness, they heard a calm playful voice from the highest peak: the entrance to the secret realm.

"Commander Biyu. You are as domineering as ever."

Haoran, dressed in blue and black robes of the Knights Academy of the Celestial Heavenly sect, walked forward with grace that belied a prince.

His uniform was clean, smooth without any crease. His face was devoid of any sweat, and his breathing was calm like a gentle lake.

His countenance gave the impression that he was coming from a short sight-seeing trip, not the deadly beastmen land.

Seeing Haoran, a bright smile appeared on Zimo and Biyu's faces.

"Ensign Haoran, you're graceful as ever and I can't help but be jealous." Biyu responded with a light chuckle.

She could remember when the knights academy came to the army for special training.

Haoran had slightly caught her attention. What she meant by slight attention was he could withstand some nice good beating.

After beating him to a pulp for three consecutive times, the pride in Haoran was washed away, and he learned to be respectful while taking orders.

Therefore, she couldn't tease her previous punchbag.

As for Zimo, he didn't speak as his gaze was fixed on those appearing behind Haoran.

All the one hundred disciples of the knight academy returned without having a scratch on their body, but that couldn't be said for the Cao clan and Xiao clan that joined them.

Still, compared to the other clans that ventured into the secret realm, their loss was not nothing.

With the knight's disciples back in one piece, Zimo and Biyu could move to the next phase of the plan.

Turning her head from Haoran, she looked down and saw the shock on their faces and clicked her tongue.

"If you without a bloodline could return. Then, what is stopping our people from returning?"

'Ignorant bunch,' she thought without any visible change in her expression.

"Listen everyone," She began with her voice enhanced with her Qi.

Everyone in the Purple Mist Mountain range stopped whatever they were doing and turned to look at her.

Most of them knew what was coming and were already mentally prepared.

"With the previous agreement, you have one hour to spend with your disciple or ward before they are sent to the military camp."

"You can start making your preparation now."

After completing her speech, the previous quiet mountain range descended into an uproar as all the clans began to make arrangements for their clansmen or children.

It was in that moment that Patriarch Jun asked the question that most of them had thrown to the back of their mind.

"Your Honor, I'd like to ask. What will happen to them when it is time for the Hidden Dragon Tournament?"

"Nothing. During that period, those that are qualified to represent their clans will be allowed to do so." Biyu responded and asked. "Anymore questions?"

"'No...thank you." He answered and retreated back to his clan's tent.

With that out of the way, the clans master had nothing to fear again. Moreover, the previous display of strength by Zimo and Biyu had changed their worldview.

If their younger generation could train under such monsters, how terrifying would they become.

Now that they've come back with many rare fruits, cultivation techniques, weapons, and many more.

They couldn't wait to return to their clan to check it out, and with them affiliating with such a powerful entity.

They won't have to worry about being targeted or having their destroyed because of greed.

While they were preparing their departure from the mountain range.

Far at the edge of the prefecture border, a lone young woman was riding her mount with panic and nervousness as she kept muttering some indistinct words.

"Father, please be safe. I won't leave you ever again."