Chapter 459: Eight Great Hermits

Hearing the sound, Huang Huihong paused, deciding to observe the situation first.

Zu An's heart skipped a beat. The voice was very familiar. Could it be the person he imagined?

Sang Qian, already excited, leaned towards the window, looking at a graceful figure slowly floating towards them in mid-air. "Master Qiu, it's really Master Qiu!"

She had elegant and beautiful eyebrows, misty, ethereal eyes, and luscious lips that seemed to have been moistened by crystal-clear morning dew, making anyone who saw them instinctively want to lean in and kiss them.

The faint, gentle smile on her lips and the captivating allure in her gaze made any man who saw her for the first time gasp for breath. Who else could it be but Qiu Honglei!

After she left the Immortal Abode on Bright Moon Road, the establishment's popularity had dropped by about half. Sang Qian had long lamented this, believing he would never see her again in this life. Who knew he would encounter her today!

It seems fate is truly kind to me.

The other Night Elves also showed signs of amazement in their eyes, all staring at her. "Is there truly such a beautiful woman in the world? At first sight, one can't help but think of bed."

Night Elves are very different from the nature-loving and peace-seeking elves. They love slaughter and do not hide their desires in the slightest.

Several female Night Elves among the companions flashed with jealousy in their eyes. "This woman exudes an alluring charm; she must be out to seduce men."

"Master Qiu, you must leave quickly; it's dangerous here," Sang Qian suddenly realized. This place was so perilous; wouldn't a beautiful woman like Qiu Honglei be like a lamb walking into a tiger's den?

Zu An rolled his eyes. "Is this guy stupid or what? Even if he didn't know Qiu Honglei's identity before, he should have seen her flying from mid-air just now. There's no way she's an ordinary person."

Sang Hong also frowned and snorted, clearly disappointed by his son's behavior.

Qiu Honglei smiled charmingly and replied, "Thank you for your concern, Young Master Sang."

At the same time, seeing Zu An in a groom's attire and Zheng Dan in a bride's gown, looking like a newlywed couple, she paused slightly, clearly confused about what was happening.

If she remembered correctly, Zheng Dan should be Sang's daughter-in-law. Why didn't Sang's father and son seem to mind at all? Do they have some strange fetishes in their family?

The other Night Elves then reacted, "So they're trying to play the trick of 'substituting the plum for the peach'! We almost fell for it. Everyone, pay attention: capture the one in the groom's attire alive later. That's Zu An."

At this moment, someone else said, "What if this woman is working with them, playing a double act to deliberately mislead us?"

The Night Elf leader paused, realizing that was a real possibility. He then said, "Capture both young ones. Kill the Embroidered Uniform Guard and the older one."

Qiu Honglei sighed faintly, "You're already distributing the spoils of war so quickly? Isn't that a bit too arrogant?"

The Night Elf leader's gaze greedily swept over her several times. "Don't worry, my lady. After we've dealt with our main business, we'll serve you well."

Although Qiu Honglei seemed to have good cultivation, they didn't take her seriously.

Qiu Honglei shook her head, "Forcing these people out of the main army must have been achieved with the help of General Lu's army, right? Are you guys just trying to swoop in and steal the fruit?"

The Night Elves were all surprised. "So you're a subordinate of Lu San Yuan!"

"What?" Sang Qian was instantly distraught. He couldn't comprehend that such a beautiful woman could be a rebel.

Conversely, Zheng Dan somewhat admired Qiu Honglei. After all, her own secret identity had once been the leader of one of Bright Moon City's two major gangs. Naturally, she felt a kinship with Qiu Honglei. If the other party had merely been a courtesan in a pleasure quarter, she would have looked down on her.

"It's a pity Lu San Yuan, a hero of his generation, miscalculated. He only sent a delicate woman like you. Aside from being a warm bed-mate for us, you're utterly useless," several Night Elves laughed aloud.

"Who said I was alone?" Qiu Honglei pursed her lips into a smile, then gently clapped her hands. Eight figures slowly emerged from various directions.

These eight people varied in size and height, and included women.

Seeing the characteristics of these individuals, coupled with their attire and styling, the Night Elf leader was instantly shocked. "You are the Eight Grand Elders of the Demonic Sect!"

"I didn't expect assassins hiding in the dark to know our names," one of the stout men chuckled.

The Night Elves' expressions turned extremely ugly in an instant.

Zu An asked Sang Hong, who was beside him, "Who are the Eight Grand Elders?"

"They are high-ranking members of the Demonic Sect, each representing the elemental powers of metal, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, thunder, and ice," Sang Hong said gravely. "I didn't expect the Demonic Sect and the rebels to have colluded so early. No, looking at the situation, perhaps they are even one and the same."

Qiu Honglei turned to him and smiled faintly, "Minister Sang, a wise man like you should know that sometimes, smart people don't live very long."

Sang Hong's expression was calm. "In this situation, I don't expect to live much longer anyway."

Just then, the Night Elves moved, drawing their bows and shooting arrows at the Eight Grand Elders. They drew, nocked, and released arrows almost instantly.

A brilliant blue light glowed on each bow, clearly indicating a series of magic arrays at work. No wonder they could shoot arrows with such piercing power.

These Night Elves seemed to act in perfect sync, without a single spoken command. They moved simultaneously, and as soon as the arrows were released, the dark streaks of light reached each enemy's vital points.

Zu An clicked his tongue secretly in admiration. These Night Elves were indeed top-tier assassins. If it were him, he probably wouldn't be able to react in time.

The Eight Grand Elders had clearly not expected their movements to be so swift and coordinated. They had no time to dodge, and the arrows had already struck them.

"The Demonic Sect's Eight Grand Elders are nothing special!" The Night Elf leader sneered, about to say something else, when his expression suddenly changed. He clearly saw that the arrows were not embedded in their bodies but in a layer of transparent film in front of them.

Luminous energy of various colors flowed around the Eight Grand Elders, forming transparent shields, and the dark arrows shot by the Night Elves were embedded precisely in these shields.

However, as the light continued to flow, the arrows all fell to the ground.

Zu An looked closely. The red light sphere should be the shield of a fire-element user; the transparent one, water; the purple, lightning; the golden, metal. *Hmm*, that unfortunate soul must be a wood-element user—its green glow was quite pretty...

The Night Elves were startled and immediately drew their narrow, slender swords, charging directly at them.

Each of them left an afterimage in their original spot, then turned transparent, moving around and continuously attacking the Eight Grand Elders from all directions.

Their speed was incredibly fast, and being transparent, they only briefly revealed their true forms when they made contact with the protective shields. Attacking the targets from all sides was truly dazzling to behold.

Furthermore, they didn't just attack their designated targets; they frequently swapped opponents to maximize their power. Clearly, these top-tier assassins also employed coordinated formations.

Even from far away inside the carriage, Zu An could feel the fierce murderous aura emanating from there. He even witnessed a few leaves accidentally falling into the fray, only to be instantly shredded by the killing intent.

He wondered what he would do if he faced such a siege from the Night Elves.

After much thought, he concluded it would be a dead end. He could only escape beforehand to avoid being surrounded like that.

The Demonic Sect's Eight Grand Elders, on the other hand, remained very calm, barely moving from their spots and directly facing the attacks from all directions.

Their surrounding defensive shields flickered, but no matter how the Night Elves attacked, they consistently failed to break through their defenses.

Zu An's eyes widened. "With shields like these, aren't they invincible?"