Surviving In A Martial Arts World To Become A Saint

This evening, Chen Qing was in the midst of cultivation.

A voice came from outside the courtyard, "Chief Disciple Chen, the Sect Master's summons! Extremely urgent!"

"Alright, I understand."

Chen Qing hastily concluded his practice, then rushed toward the council hall.

Extremely urgent!?

What on earth had happened?

When Chen Qing arrived, He Yuzhou was already seated in the place of honor, his expression grave.

Peng Zhen, Tan Yang, Hong Yuandong, along with several elders who remained behind and the Five Terraces Army commanders had all arrived, each wearing solemn expressions, speculating in their hearts about the reason for the Sect Master's emergency summons.

He Yuzhou's sharp gaze swept across the entire assembly, his brow suddenly furrowing tightly, "Where are Junior Martial Sister Chu and Shen Xiuyong?"