I. The Return of the Letter
Three days later, Lin Ye was cultivating in his secret chamber when he suddenly heard the talisman on the stone table vibrate lightly, emitting a silver-white radiance.
He quickly activated the runes and saw Xue Yao’s figure slowly materializing. Her expression remained as cold as ever, but her eyes now burned with anger.
“Lin Ye, I’ve reported your intelligence to the higher-ups of the Sword Immortal Pavilion.” Her tone was more serious than ever before. “The Pavilion Master is furious and has ordered me to assemble a covert team immediately to head to Bluestone for support.”
Lin Ye’s eyes brightened. “You’ve agreed to take action?”
“The Yuan Sect’s actions are no longer tolerable.” Xue Yao’s voice was icy. “We will not stand by while those miners and test subjects are buried in the depths.”
“Will you come in person?” Lin Ye pressed.
“My two senior brothers and I will bring four elite disciples and arrive at Bluestone’s outskirts in three days. We should not meet openly; we’ll use a small courtyard called ‘Wang Qing Tavern’ as a transfer point.”
A thought flashed through Lin Ye’s mind. He nodded. “I’ll arrange the reception.”
“Lin Ye.” Xue Yao’s tone shifted slightly. “This mission is not about direct confrontation. The goal is to break the deadlock, not to fight. You must stay alive.”
A complex emotion flashed in Lin Ye’s eyes, and he murmured, “I will.”
II. Planning the Scheme
That night, Lin Ye spread the force layout map of Bluestone City on the stone table in his chamber. It was a map he had personally drawn over time, marking key locations, every alley, every formation, and every hidden door.
With the addition of the Sword Immortal Pavilion, he was now able to draft a more daring action plan.
“We can’t face the enemy head-on, but we can concentrate our forces on eliminating a few key strongholds to force the Yuan Sect into a passive position,” he muttered to himself.
The Sword Immortal Pavilion disciples would handle the outer infiltration and assault; Lin Ye would act as an “insider,” causing chaos within the sect, collapsing their defense lines, and opening the secret prison that held the test subjects.
He also marked a location on the map—a hidden underground chamber: “This is the true entrance to the dungeon, hidden beneath a side hall of Bluestone Hall. It requires three spiritual talismans to activate simultaneously.”
Additionally, Lin Ye planned to use the “Spirit Concealment Talismans” and “Breaking Spirit Explosive Talismans” he had exchanged from the system to weaken enemy defenses and protect his allies during the raid.
This time, he wasn’t alone.
III. Nightfall
Five days later, the storm arrived.
That night, the sky was moonless, with clouds concealing the stars. Lin Ye, cloaked in black, quietly left Bluestone Hall and arrived at a secluded courtyard.
Within the courtyard, Xue Yao and her companions were already waiting. The two young men had restrained auras but possessed cultivations above the Core Formation stage, and the other four were elite disciples sent from the Sword Immortal Pavilion.
“Lin Ye,” Xue Yao nodded. “This raid must not exceed the time of one incense stick. Success or failure rests on this.”
Lin Ye stepped forward and unfurled the map. “These are the patrol routines for the stronghold. Guards change every two quarters of an hour. Once the raid begins, I’ll trigger the formations internally to create chaos. You will infiltrate and rescue the prisoners.”
“What if the golden-robed elder appears?” one of the male disciples asked coldly.
“Let them tire themselves out,” Lin Ye’s eyes gleamed sharply. “I’ll lead them into a formation trap and hold them there for a moment. You must retreat during that time.”
The group exchanged silent glances and nodded.
As the final moment approached, Xue Yao looked at Lin Ye and spoke softly, “You must return alive.”
Lin Ye smiled faintly. “You too.”
IV. The Raid Begins
In the silent night, a streak of sword light cut across the sky like a shooting star.
In the southwest corner of Bluestone City, the Yuan Sect’s underground stronghold was suddenly attacked without warning.
“It’s the Sword Immortal Pavilion’s people!” one of the guards shouted angrily.
But four sword lights had already cut down the patrolling disciples, instantly tearing through the outer defense formations.
At the same time, Lin Ye quietly entered the side hall, using his identity as an inner disciple to pass through the spirit rune identification, and arrived at the sealing formation in front of the underground prison.
“Activate.” He whispered, and three spirit talismans simultaneously appeared. As the sealing light flickered, a heavy bronze door slowly opened, and the stench and faint groans of pain came from behind.
“Rescue them!”
Outside, the sword energy surged, and the golden-robed elder’s aura approached from afar. But Lin Ye remained calm and without hesitation, dashed into the dungeon.
In that moment, he saw countless faces—emaciated miners, blind children, the elderly wrapped in remnants of experimental runes... Hope flickered in their eyes.
Lin Ye drew his spirit sword. “Follow me! You’re free!”
[End of Chapter]
The Yuan Sect’s secret prison was broken, and the test subjects were freed, but in the depths of the sky, a chilling pressure descended quietly—
The true envoy of the Yuan Sect’s “Inquisition Division” had finally arrived in Bluestone.
His eyes were as sharp as blades, and his voice was like a cold whisper: “Who... moved my pieces?”
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The envoy from the Inquisition Division makes his appearance, and the truth is about to be revealed. Lin Ye’s group is on the verge of breaking out, but the Yuan Sect begins to seal off Bluestone City completely!
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