Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability Chapter 3165: The Sect Master Is Missing

"Those disciples are truly relentless, every single move is lethal!"

By sheer fortune, the two disciples weren't in mortal danger. Had they been, they would have arrived as mere corpses after being teleported by the array formation.

"What is our course of action now? Where exactly have we been brought?"

The senior sister slumped onto the desert sand, her gaze sweeping across the desolate expanse, a profound sense of despair washing over her.

They had no clue about their location; the Sect Master’s array formation was beyond their understanding, and they had no idea where they had been transported. What lay ahead? How would they ever find their way out?

"Naturally, we'll begin by traversing this desert," the junior sister remarked internally, a hint of mockery in her assessment of her senior sister's apparent bewilderment.

They considered themselves fortunate to have escaped. She suspected that the other disciples left behind in the Little Forest would not survive.

Furthermore, it was only due to her mastery of poison techniques and her senior sister's considerable strength in carrying ample supplies that the Sect Master had chosen them for escape. Now that they had fled, their Sect Master was deceased.

"In which direction shall we proceed, junior sister? You can carry these provisions; I will take the Sect Master's body," the senior sister proposed.

Junior sister: "..."

If it weren't for the possibility that they were the sole survivors of the Saintess Sect, forcing them to rely on each other, she would have, without a doubt, struck her foolish senior sister dead with a single palm strike. Their Original Soul energy was nearly depleted, and rather than focusing on self-preservation, this one was contemplating carrying back the Sect Master's corpse—was she truly out of her mind?

"Did your brain get knocked about? The Sect Master is deceased, so why burden yourself with her body? Aren't you exhausted enough already?" With an agitated motion, she jabbed a finger fiercely into her senior sister's forehead.

"Then what are we to do? Just abandon the Sect Master here?" The senior sister's eyes widened in disbelief.

"What else is there to do?"

The junior sister retorted icily.

In any case, there was no way she was bringing the Sect Master's remains back. With their current level of energy, it was far more practical to walk a few more steps and escape this desolate desert swiftly.

"Let's simply leave the Sect Master here. The desert winds can shift at any moment, and before long, the Sect Master's body will be buried, granting her a final resting place," she stated.

She reasoned that even amidst the sand, burial was a form of final repose.

"Come, we must depart quickly to evade pursuit," she urged, ceasing her concern for the Sect Master's corpse and rising to her feet, addressing her senior sister directly.

...

Meanwhile, elsewhere, within the confines of the Little Forest.

The Elder, grievously wounded, dragged herself back. Upon entering the forest, her immediate thought was to locate their Sect Master.

The major clans had launched a fierce assault, appearing intent on their annihilation. If a viable strategy couldn't be devised, the Saintess Sect would likely face utter obliteration.

"Quickly, escort the Chief Elder to see the Sect Master!"

"Um..."

A female disciple supported the severely injured Elder, her expression fraught with discomfort.

They too wished to see the Sect Master; the Little Forest was already engulfed in chaos. Everyone discovered their Original Soul energy was rapidly draining, leaving them soon to be rendered utterly useless.

"Ninth Elder, the Sect Master is... missing."

While reluctant to even entertain the notion that the Sect Master had escaped behind their backs, the grim reality was that they had thoroughly searched the area where the Sect Master had established the array formation, only to find no trace of her. Moreover, several of the Sect Master's direct disciples and a number of poison disciples were also unaccounted for. Did this not strongly suggest the Sect Master had fled with these disciples?

"What? Missing? How can she be missing?"

Several Elders cast disbelieving glances at the disciples. Could it be that the Sect Master had already received forewarning and was aware that the major clans were actively pursuing them?