Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability Chapter 3149: Has the Saintess Sect Completely Fallen into Chaos?

"Alright, be careful."

Upon hearing this, the third elder brother issued a caution before his gaze fell upon the disciples of the Saintess Sect.

By fortunate coincidence, their eagerness to retrieve the captured child meant no one paid them any mind. The horse carriage, left unguarded, presented a perfect opportunity.

"Are you contemplating an escape?"

A short while later, as everyone was meticulously ensuring the cloaking of the individual tasked with gathering supplies, a few figures were observed stealthily approaching.

They too had sensed that something was amiss. With no observers to deter them, if escape wasn't attempted now, when would be the opportune moment?

Previously, they had considered their chances of evasion slim with just a few of them, but the prospect of additional allies changed the equation entirely.

"You wish to depart as well?"

The individual who had posed the question turned to face the approaching group.

"Yes, yes."

The men nodded in unison.

Only an imbecile would elect to remain. Even if they held a fondness for the female disciples of the Saintess Sect, they wouldn't jeopardize their very existence for it.

They had not yet reached a state where a woman's allure superseded the instinct for self-preservation. Moreover, despite the charm of the Saintess Sect's female disciples, no concrete promises had ever been extended to them.

In retrospect, it dawned on them that they had merely been played for fools.

"Do you genuinely intend to flee? I have several companions who also wish to leave; would you care to join forces?" one person inquired.

Many had arrived with companions, thus uniting would seemingly enhance their chances of a successful escape, allowing for more coordinated movement and mutual protection.

Although a larger group might attract more attention, in the desolate expanse of the desert, a solitary individual was equally conspicuous, with nowhere to conceal themselves.

"Then, hurry and summon them. We are on the verge of making our move."

They exchanged knowing glances, recognizing each other as young masters from esteemed clans, and felt assured that disseminating the news of their children's capture would unite their objectives. A larger contingent was certainly preferable.

"Very well, await me here. I shall fetch them immediately."

The speaker declared, promptly departing to rally others, unwilling to delay any longer, as the threat to their lives could materialize at any unforeseen moment.

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The members of the Saintess Sect had never fathomed that their meticulously crafted scheme would be so thoroughly disrupted. They presumed that any individuals who had not yet absconded would remain in their current locations, their efforts focused solely on apprehending those who had already fled and locating the kidnapped child.

Who could have possibly anticipated that a segment of the group would still be plotting an escape, even pilfering a considerable amount from the supplies stored within the horse carriage?

"Has the Saintess Sect completely descended into disarray?"

Concealed within the invisibility formation meticulously erected by the Stone People, the young infant observed another group making their discreet departure and let out a knowing smirk.

The disciples of the Saintess Sect indeed appeared utterly inept; with so many slipping away unnoticed, not a single one registered the growing exodus, remaining oblivious to the unfolding events.

"Eldest brother, second elder brother, do you believe that with so many making their escape, the grand designs of the Saintess Sect can still be brought to fruition?" he inquired softly.

"I would estimate the probability of failure at a staggering ninety percent," Min Yi responded without hesitation.

"Considering that so many who haven't even initiated their flight are now abandoning the plan, recapturing them seems an insurmountable challenge."

"What course of action should we pursue now? Should we trail them?"

Hearing this, a sense of uncertainty pervaded the group. The desert had devolved into chaos, and their whereabouts were unknown. If they were to follow, who would be their target?

Though initially they had all fled in unison, should the elders of the Saintess Sect launch a relentless pursuit, any semblance of a unified escape would vanish, leaving each individual to fend for themselves.