Becoming an immortal against the will of heaven

Old Ancestor Motian knew that Qin Yi was currently trying to break through to the mid-stage of the Spirit Spring Realm, and these Profound-level spiritual pills were what she had prepared for when she broke through.

"Senior Motian, I know what you're worried about, but you've also seen that we are currently in a time of crisis. If you aren't here to oversee things, then the Immortal Devil Sect will collapse in an instant. Therefore, compared to my affairs, your health is the most important."

Qin Yi's expression was firm, and she moved the jade bottle in her hand closer, stating decisively, "For the sake of the Immortal Devil Sect, you must recover as soon as possible."

Qin Yi was indeed an intelligent woman. She knew that Old Ancestor Motian was stubborn and would not easily accept gifts from others, so she deliberately elevated the matter to the safety of the entire Immortal Devil Sect. Only in this way would Old Ancestor Motian put aside his stubbornness and accept her kindness.

As expected, after hearing Qin Yi's righteous words, Old Ancestor Motian also understood how dangerous the current situation was. Therefore, he no longer insisted and, after thanking her, took the jade bottle from Qin Yi's hand.

"Report!"

Just at this moment, an Immortal Devil Sect disciple rushed in from outside the door with a panicked expression on his face.

Seeing his appearance, everyone's expressions suddenly froze, as if they had all anticipated something.

"What exactly happened? Speak quickly!"

After calming down, Old Ancestor Motian flipped over and sat up from the stone bed. A sharp aura burst forth from his body, and there was no trace of his previous weakness.

"Reporting to Left Elder, Right Elder, and Miss Qin, the brothers at the front just sent a sentry report saying that Lang Lang has gathered tens of thousands of people and is attacking the summit in three routes. Our side has already lost dozens of brothers!" As if shocked by Old Ancestor Motian's aura, the Immortal Devil Sect disciple paused for a moment before hurriedly reporting.

"What? Tens of thousands of people!"

Upon hearing this information, a look of surprise appeared on both Han Wuming and Qin Yi's faces. They remembered that during the last battle, Lang Lang's forces were only a few thousand people. How could they have suddenly increased to tens of thousands of people in just half a month?

"Heh heh, what a Lang Lang, what a talented young man. This old man underestimated him!" At this time, a trace of a cold smile appeared on Old Ancestor Motian's face, and he said, "You don't need to be surprised. Presumably, Lang Lang has been constantly looking for reinforcements during this period, which is why he has reached the current scale. They want to annihilate my Immortal Devil Sect in one fell swoop!"

"Ah, in that case, aren't we bound to die?" After hearing Old Ancestor Motian's explanation, Su Yingxue's face turned pale and she exclaimed in shock.

"Yingxue, don't talk nonsense!" Qin Yi frowned slightly and reprimanded.

Hearing Qin Yi's delicate scolding, Su Yingxue stuck out her tongue and then obediently retreated to the side, no longer speaking, but her face was full of worry.

Like Su Yingxue, Han Wuming next to her was also worried. The usually jovial and smiling Han Wuming was silent at this moment.

Han Wuming naturally knew what tens of thousands of troops meant! Because the entire Immortal Devil Sect added up to less than a thousand people, which meant that the Immortal Devil Sect was facing ten times their number of enemies!

This was a battle with extremely disparate forces, enough to make everyone feel despair.

"Do the others in the sect know about this news?" Unlike everyone else's despair, Old Ancestor Motian seemed particularly calm at this time. He spoke in a calm tone and slowly asked.

However, even so, Qin Yi, who was standing aside and had a delicate mind, still noticed that Old Ancestor Motian's left hand, hidden in his wide sleeves, was trembling slightly. Obviously, he was trying his best to hide the fear in his heart.

"Reporting to Left Elder, I also just learned of this news. I rushed here to report it without a moment's rest, so I didn't mention it to anyone else," the Immortal Devil Sect disciple who reported the news replied respectfully.

"Good!" Old Ancestor Motian was overjoyed upon hearing this. After slapping his thigh, he suddenly stood up and ordered, "You remember, do not mention this matter to any disciple under any circumstances. If you disobey, this old man will be the first to chop off your head. Do you understand?"

Although he didn't know why Old Ancestor Motian would issue such an order, as if frightened by his aura, the disciple who reported the news immediately trembled and said, "This disciple understands. This matter will definitely not be known to anyone."

"Very good." Old Ancestor Motian nodded. After thinking for a moment, he said again, "Pass down my order. From this moment on, the entire sect will enter a state of emergency! Disciples, regardless of whether they are injured or not, as long as they can still walk, go out and face the enemy! This battle concerns the life and death of the Immortal Devil Sect. There must be no carelessness. Do you understand?"

"This disciple understands. I will definitely inform the entire sect of Left Elder's words!" the messenger disciple said respectfully.

"Good, you may leave." Old Ancestor Motian nodded with satisfaction, then waved his hand gently, signaling him to go down and do his job.

"Left Elder, Right Elder, Miss Qin, this disciple takes his leave." The messenger disciple bowed to the three of them from afar, then hurriedly retreated to deliver the order that Old Ancestor Motian had just issued.

"Alas, Old Mo, why are you still hiding it from those people at this time? We probably won't be able to hold on this time." Just as the messenger disciple had just left, Han Wuming sighed and said bitterly.

"Foolish!" Old Ancestor Motian's eyes sharpened and he shouted, "If we don't spread the truth, we might still have a chance of survival; but once we really tell them the truth, saying that there are now more than ten thousand people approaching, have you thought about the consequences? At that time, everyone will be panicked and morale will be low. I'm afraid we will lose this battle before it even starts!"

It turned out that Old Ancestor Motian had insisted on not letting the truth spread just now to prevent people's hearts from wavering and being defeated without a fight. His move can be said to be well-intentioned.

"Alas, Old Mo, although I can understand your good intentions, you must also think about it. When Lang Lang really leads more than ten thousand people to attack, then this lie will eventually be exposed. At that time, I'm afraid the situation will be even worse," Han Wuming said worriedly.

"Alas, I can't care so much anymore. Let's just take it one step at a time." Old Ancestor Motian sighed, then looked at Old Ancestor Motian and said with a wry smile, "I have already decided to live and die with the Immortal Devil Sect. What about you? What do you plan to do?"

"Haha, what else is there to say? Even if I die, I will accompany you to die. Otherwise, wouldn't it be too boring to not have anyone to argue with in the underworld?" Han Wuming laughed and said frankly.

Don't look at these two people usually arguing and fighting with each other, but in fact, they have long accumulated a deep friendship over the years. Facing this crisis, they have both decided to live and die with the Immortal Devil Sect!