Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability Chapter 3141: Brother Holds You

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Previously on Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability...
Family Heads discuss how to deal with the Saintess Sect after their disciples were captured. They decide to prioritize finding the perpetrators and express a strong desire for immediate, decisive action, preferring to attack rather than negotiate. They resolve to kill the Saintess Sect disciples upon encountering them, aiming to eliminate the threat entirely.

Such malicious actions, especially those targeting children, absolutely cannot be tolerated. Evidence must be destroyed; we must leave no stone unturned.

"Patriarch Qian speaks wisely. As family heads, our priority must be to eliminate the Sect Master and Elders of the Saintess Sect. This is of paramount importance."

"Here's the plan: I have two shadow guards under my command whose cultivation surpasses even my own. I shall assign them first to deal with the Sect Master and Elders of the Saintess Sect."

A family head raised their hand, offering their shadow guards. At critical junctures, there is no need for secrecy; dealing with the Saintess Sect is the most crucial matter.

"It's not mere boasting, but my cultivation base is quite formidable. I shall personally lead the charge, accompanied by several elite members I've brought along. Together, we will confront the Sect Master and Elders of the Saintess Sect."

Many hands make light work. We must not afford the Sect Master and Elders of the Saintess Sect even the slightest chance to escape.

"Count me in as well; I have two individuals ready..."

Family heads, one after another, put forward their most capable subordinates. Fueled by the child abduction incident, their animosity towards the Saintess Sect had reached an all-time high.

"How about this: those possessing higher cultivation levels will form a dedicated team, with one family head designated as the leader, specifically to confront those old hags of the Saintess Sect," Qing Qiushi proposed.

"Agreed."

"This plan is indeed feasible."

The family heads voiced their unanimous approval. At this juncture, the question of whether it was permissible to strike women was irrelevant; the Saintess Sect's intent to harm the Seasonal Moon Plane again left no room for such considerations.

The ideal outcome would be the complete annihilation of the Saintess Sect's disciples.

Ultimately, everyone nominated their most skilled members, and the leader who emerged was the self-proclaimed highly adept family head, Lord Long.

Shortly after, the major clans procured all necessary provisions and water.

Initially, following the Saintess Sect disciples' pillaging three days prior, it seemed impossible for the town to possess such abundant food. However, upon learning that the major clans intended to confront the Saintess Sect, the townsfolk gladly contributed their food supplies.

As long as it was to oppose the Saintess Sect, the townsfolk demonstrated unwavering resolve.

"Let us journey to the desert with all haste."

Racing against time, everyone set out into the desert. Once within its expanse, where landmarks were scarce, the guidance of several family heads, familiar with the precise location of the Merciful Continent's portal, became essential.

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The Saintess Sect members rested for a night and resumed their journey at dawn the following day.

Qian Yizheng and his group were making a determined effort to catch up. For this reason, Little Nuonuo couldn't help but mutter, finding these Saintess Sect disciples rather incompetent.

"Didn't Mother advise that it's best to travel by night and rest during the day in the desert? Why are they traveling in broad daylight? Isn't this terribly exhausting?"

In the morning, it was manageable; he could still walk. But as the afternoon wore on, it became exceedingly difficult. After all, he was just a child and had to be carried by Min Yi or the others.

Indeed, regardless of one's cultivation level, the scorching desert heat was relentless and truly unbearable.

"Tired?"

Qian Yizheng glanced at Little Nuonuo and inquired softly.

"Brother will carry you."

He spoke as he reached out to lift Little Nuonuo; after all, the child was still young, and adapting to the desert climate was challenging.

"I'm not tired; Nuonuo can walk on his own," Little Nuonuo quickly declined.