It only saw that, among the ten children standing in a row practicing the horse stance, one was already missing.
It was none other than Qin Yu.
A gust of pale green wind had swept her away, speeding across the sky.
The children screamed in fright.
Jiaojiao reacted, about to force a transformation to chase after her, but Qin Yu stopped her.
"There's someone behind us!"
Sure enough, a cultivator from Liuxing Peak who had been covertly watching the ten children noticed and changed his expression. He sent a message to his fellow disciples and soared into the sky on his sword with a swoosh.
Chasing with the flying sword, he couldn't catch up to the swift wind in front. It seemed to be harboring the aura of a spiritual beast. After enveloping the girl, it seemed intent on escaping. Realizing the speed discrepancy, the Liuxing Peak cultivator made a split-second decision to take out a magical weapon - a tiny golden bell.
"Golden Bell, transform!"