Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability Chapter 3146: Wouldn’t That All Go Up in Flames?

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Previously on Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability...
When their plan to infiltrate the Little Forest hits a snag, the group witnesses a violent uprising. Desperate individuals, sensing something wrong, attack the Saintess Sect's carriage, snatching children and supplies. Realizing they can no longer enact their original plan and must now avoid the ensuing chaos, they seek a way to hide.

Without a moment's delay, Qian Yizheng and the others prostrated themselves. The Stone People provided excellent cover, and in an instant, the small sand dune revealed no sign of them, only pure sand.

Meanwhile, the chaos on the other side was reaching its conclusion. Nearly a thousand men, each pair gripping a child, fled rapidly in the direction from which they had arrived.

The children, petrified, dared not utter a sound. As they were whisked away, their only fervent wish was for their valiant uncles to move even faster.

Although the situation was unfamiliar, they grasped certain crucial truths. They knew they had been abducted by the female disciples of the Saintess Sect, destined for a grim fate. Therefore, they would rather entrust their lives to these uncles than face certain death.

"Uncle, that way, run in that direction."

A few individuals who had strayed in their panic were still able to be guided back to the correct path by the children's directions, rejoining the group in their flight.

The Saintess Sect disciples were too slow to react. After the tide of people vanished from sight, a considerable time passed before they could regroup and decide to pursue.

"Hurry and inform the Sect Master and the Elder; we will pursue them!"

Even as they gave chase, they made sure to dispatch members to notify the Sect Master and Elder. These fugitives were truly contemptible, daring to flee and resist them.

Once these individuals were apprehended, they would be the very first batch sent to meet their demise!

The female disciples tasked with notifying the Elder stomped their feet, boiling with a desire to devour the escaping men whole.

This must have been orchestrated, they fumed! Not too early, not too late, but precisely when the Elders entered the Little Forest – was this not a calculated move, knowing no one outside could stop them once the Elders were occupied?

"Despicable, truly despicable."

Despite their continuous stream of curses, they still had to make haste to find the Elders.

Even if they faced reprimands or punishment, there was little they could do. Why had the command center failed to detect the men's escape sooner?

In truth, even if these individuals had escaped, their own ranks possessed enough cultivation to potentially mitigate the loss. However, those men had absconded with more than half of the children!

How could this possibly be anything but a catastrophe? Without the children, how would they possibly break the forbidden seal?

While the exact method remained unknown, they were certain that the lives of these children were essential for opening the forbidden seal.

Though it was a regrettable loss for the children, their sacrifice was for the glory of the Saintess Sect. If they perished, they perished; to die serving the Saintess Sect was truly an honor. Such fleeting sentiments held no weight against their own vested interests.

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"Escaped? How could they have escaped? What exactly are you doing here?!"

The Elders had barely passed through the verdant woods, not even having had a moment to savor a warm meal, when the disciples delivered the news of the mass escape. To compound matters, the fugitives had taken the children.

This was utterly intolerable; those children were of paramount importance. Without them, all their efforts would be rendered utterly futile.

At this juncture, they had already thoroughly alienated all the major clans of Yin City. If the children were lost, they would be barred from entering the Merciful Continent, leaving them with no standing whatsoever.

The endeavor to bring such a large contingent of disciples into the Merciful Continent was already fraught with peril, depending solely on the children's blood to maintain the passage's openness and prevent its resealing.

Their primary concern within the Merciful Continent was that they, the Elders and core disciples, could not establish a firm foothold alone. Hence, this elaborate plan.

Now that the children had been pilfered, would all their meticulously laid plans not crumble into dust?