Chapter 1845: Chapter 1845: What Kind of Sect Is the Divine Eagle Sect?
Though the Divine Eagle Sect is a top sect of the current age, it has very few disciples with Innate Spiritual Roots.
Feng Lingxiao saw the two women, Ye Wumei and Yan Muyu, one older and one younger, both possessing Innate Spiritual Roots and dressed like loose cultivators, and couldn’t help but feel a love for talent.
"Elder Qin, go and find out the identity and origin of those two, and ask if they are willing to accompany us."
Feng Lingxiao pondered for a moment, then quietly instructed Elder Qin Sheng beside him.
Elder Qin Sheng, upon hearing this, thoughtfully glanced at Ye Wumei and Yan Muyu, then nodded and went.
"Hold your steps, little ones."
With a smile, Elder Qin approached Ye Wumei and Yan Muyu, asking, "I am Qin Ming, an elder of the Divine Eagle Sect. What are your names, little ones, and where do you come from?"
Elder Qin had lived for hundreds of years, and facing these two women—one large, one small—the older being only about twenty years old, he felt it was natural to call them "little ones."
Ye Wumei and Yan Muyu saw an old man with a white beard blocking their way; they looked at each other, both showing an expression of inquiry.
"Divine Eagle Sect? Qin Ming? Grandpa, I don’t know you! Sister Wumei, do you know this grandpa?"
Yan Muyu widened her eyes to scrutinize Qin Ming, then turned her head to ask Ye Wumei.
Ye Wumei shook her head and said, "I don’t know him either. Elder, what do you want?"
Having been in the Three Thousand Great World for several years, Ye Wumei knew the dangers of human nature. Although the elder before her looked immortal and kind, not like a bad person, she was cautious and unwilling to easily reveal her name and origin.
Qin Ming thought that upon hearing the name "Divine Eagle Sect," the older and younger girls would be amazed and show respect. Surprisingly, their expressions didn’t change, leaving him slightly surprised, speculating that the two women must have an extraordinary background, otherwise it wouldn’t be possible for them to remain indifferent upon hearing the name Divine Eagle Sect.
Seeing Ye Wumei and Yan Muyu wary of him, Qin Ming laughed and said, "Don’t worry, I’m looking for you without malice. Our sect master noticed your talents and sent me to ask if you are willing to join the Divine Eagle Sect and become our disciples?"
Yan Muyu tilted her head and asked, "What kind of sect is the Divine Eagle Sect? Is it very powerful?"
Ye Wumei also looked at Qin Ming, her eyes showing the same inquiry.
Qin Ming was momentarily stunned, then smiled bitterly, thinking that ignorance is fearlessness. No wonder they had no reaction when he mentioned the Divine Eagle Sect; they evidently had no idea what it represented or signified.
Ye Wumei saw Qin Ming’s strange expression and quickly said, "Elder, sorry. We really don’t know what kind of sect the Divine Eagle Sect is."
After some explanation, Qin Ming patiently informed Ye Wumei and Yan Muyu that the Divine Eagle Sect was one of the top sects of the current age, with Thunder Tribulation level eight experts stationed.
Ye Wumei, already a Thunder Tribulation Expert, naturally understood how powerful a level eight expert was, and so her expression showed a bit more respect and awe.
Although Yan Muyu had not yet reached the Thunder Tribulation level, she had sparred with Ye Wumei, who was at Thunder Tribulation level two, and knew that a level eight expert was many times stronger.
"Elder, how about this? We will first travel with your Divine Eagle Sect into the Blood Sea Desert, and after we come out safely, decide whether to join. We don’t have other thoughts, just want to learn more about your sect."
Though Ye Wumei’s cultivation level wasn’t very high, her mind was bright; despite the Divine Eagle Sect being a powerful sect with top-level experts, she didn’t want to join rashly.
If the sect were dark and evil, joining would mean being bound by its rules, possibly doing evil deeds, betraying her true self.
"Yes, I’ll listen to Sister Wumei."
Yan Muyu nodded eagerly in agreement.
Qin Ming, living for hundreds of years, immediately knew Ye Wumei’s thoughts. He chuckled and said, "My Divine Eagle Sect is upright and honest, not comparable to those small sects with crooked ways. Your caution is commendable. Alright, on behalf of the sect, I accept your decision."
Pausing, he added, "You two can follow behind us Divine Eagle Sect all the way; if any dangers arise, we can provide timely protection."
"Thank you, elder!"
Ye Wumei bent slightly to express her gratitude.
Qin Ming returned to Sect Master Feng Lingxiao’s side and reported this matter softly; Feng Lingxiao, upon hearing it, said nothing more than to instruct Qin Ming to take good care of them.
Feng Lingxiao loved talent, but he wasn’t in a hurry to recruit Ye Wumei and Yan Muyu as sect disciples. He believed that after the journey to the Blood Sea Desert, they would willingly join after witnessing the sect’s strength.
Within tens of thousands of miles around the Blood Sea Desert, for unknown reasons, the earth’s pressure is extremely strong, preventing any Thunder Tribulation expert from flying long distances within.
Over fifty experts from the Divine Eagle Sect, under the leadership of Feng Lingxiao and several high-ranking members, moved along the ground.
Entering hundreds of miles into the desert, the wind and sand intensified, occasionally creating tornadoes that seemed to connect the sky and earth, capable of destroying everything, sweeping up blood-red sand, with only blood mist visible to the eyes.
The further forward, the more numerous and powerful the tornadoes became, large and small, thousands of them roaring, deafening, covering the sky, resembling an apocalyptic scene.
At this point, visibility was limited to a hundred feet ahead; even releasing Divine Sense, one could only detect movements within several miles.
Ye Wumei and Yan Muyu had never seen such a celestial phenomenon, feeling fear, closely following the dozens of Divine Eagle Sect experts, not daring to stray far, and constantly avoiding the tornadoes that could sweep over at any moment.
Continuing forward for dozens more miles, a tornado measuring ten feet in diameter, initially supposed to sweep past dozens of feet to their left, suddenly changed direction midway and headed toward Ye Wumei and Yan Muyu.
The tornado moved swiftly, reaching their vicinity in the blink of an eye, like the embrace of death approaching them.
The tornado was ferocious, with terrifying centripetal force; if allowed to approach, one might be dragged into the storm, then crushed and shattered in its overwhelming pressure.
Even experts with Thunder Tribulation level four or five had to avoid it, staying far away.
