Late at night, in the mountainous wilderness.

Pu Hongqian and Pu Huai were placing a formation. Pu Surong, A’Leng, and Ruo Huan watched and waited from not far away.

“Auntie, unless I’m mistaken, when we head back and the clan’s old-timers learn that we lost the Baleful Metal Gourd, they’ll be sure to punish us…” Ruo Huan sighed.

The Baleful Metal Gourd was a treasure their clan had passed down for generations, and it was extraordinarily powerful. Although it wasn’t an Imperial-level treasure, it could threaten the lives of Spiritual Revolution cultivators!

“If they punish us, I’ll take full responsibility for what happened.” Pu Surong couldn’t help but sigh. “What really upsets me is that the curtains will open on the clan’s centennial ceremony in just six months. If Qingyuan can’t participate, she’ll no longer be qualified to become the holy maiden…”

Ruo Huan’s eyes flashed. “Don’t worry, auntie. The Azure Continent will soon welcome an unprecedented Radiant Epoch. When we return and share this news with the clan, I’m sure those old-timers will give in to the temptation. When the time comes, we can borrow their power to reclaim the Baleful Metal Gourd and bring Little Sister Qingyuan back to the clan with us.”

Pu Surong nodded. “That’s the...