It wasn't that Hestia did not care about Elder Shao and the others who had escaped. Just that, the hunched old man leading the Crimson Sun Sect was giving her intense pressure.

"That old man is not simple! Elder Hu, abandon the plan! The disciples are in danger!" Hestia abruptly rose to her feet and she disappeared in a blink of an eye. Hu Xiandao was not even able to give her a reply before she vanished.

"Huh? Wait! She said that the disciples are in danger! I have to inform them!" Hu Xiandao hurriedly dashed towards the disciples who were still oblivious of what was going on.

Bang!

Hm?

Grand Elder Jimen sized up the beautiful woman in front of him. From her appearance, she looked to be in her early twenties, but her cultivation level was already on par with the elders of the Crimson Sun Sect. He then noticed the insignia of the Heavenly Sword Tower on Hestia's dress and his eyes flashed with understanding. 'Such a young lady! And she seems to have a high status in the Heavenly Sword Tower!' He exclaimed in his heart.

The elders and disciples of the Crimson Sun Sect were also dumbfounded at Hestia's sudden appearance, but they soon noticed the emblem on her clothes.

"She is from the Heavenly Sword Tower! So they are really the ones who killed the young master!"

"Hey beauty, how about you come with us. We promise that we won't hurt you." The elders of the Crimson Sun Sect had cold smiles on their faces as they stared at Hestia's lithe figure. Some of the hot-blooded young men even glanced at her with unscrupulous gazes.

Looking at the scene not far away, the new disciples of the Heavenly Sword Tower were surprised when they saw Hestia blocking the path of the Crimson Sun Sect. Weren't they supposed to ambush their group? Then what was Elder Hestia doing? Those were their thoughts when they saw this scene.

"Isn't that Elder Hestia? Why is she there? What about our plan?" The disciples were confused at the sudden development and even the elders were also surprised.

"All of you, gather to me this instant! Elder Hestia commands everyone to abandon the assassination plan! Quick!" Hu Xiandao's voice suddenly drifted to their ears.

"Eh? Why are we abandoning the plan? The Crimson Sun Sect's group has not even noticed our presence. We could have executed the plan effortlessly."

"Right. What is Elder Hestia thinking?"

Some disciples expressed their disappointment at Hu Xiandao's command, but they could not do anything about it, so they could only gather in his location with regretful expressions.

Hu Xiandao bitterly laughed when he saw the downcast expressions of the disciples. Even he was surprised at Hestia's sudden order, but she was the leader of the group and it won't be good to defy her orders.

Meanwhile, Hestia was now looking at the hunched old man with a solemn look. She even took out her sword and prepared for an attack.

She could sense boundless might coming from the old man, and this became even more apparent after she came closer to him. With her cultivation at the late stage of the 9th-rank Saint, she had no problems with defeating even those experts at the peak stage of the 9th-rank Saint. However, the old man in front of her was giving her a dangerous vibe which means that his strength surpassed those of 9th-rank Saints!

"To think that the Crimson Sun Sect has an old ancestor like yourself. I'm truly surprised with this revelation." Hestia said in a calm voice, but she was inwardly alarmed at her discovery. It was a good thing that she had sensed the danger earlier or the new disciples might have been in danger if she did not tell them to retreat!

The hunched Grand Elder Jimen coughed and steadied himself with his walking stick. His appearance turned pale for a moment, but he soon recovered.

"Grand Elder! Are you alright?"

"Grand Elder, what happened?" The elders and disciples of the Crimson Sun Sect glanced at the hunched old man with worry. They knew that their grand elder was plagued with an illness and his health was on a decline since then. His almighty figure had been reduced to its current state after suffering from the effects of that illness. The Crimson Sun Sect used many of their high-level spiritual plants to help him recover his peak state, but aside from alleviating a bit of his pain, the spiritual plans failed to heal him. Since then, he rarely came out of the sect and isolated himself to prevent his health from declining further. He only came out recently after hearing the death of his grandson...

Grand Elder Jimen shook his head slowly. "I'm alright." The old man said. He then stared at Hestia with a calm look and casually said. "You're so young, but you've already reached the late stage of the 9th-rank Saint. It seems like the Heavenly Sword Tower is really a haven for peak martial arts experts."

"What?! She's a late stage 9th-rank Saint?! How could it be possible?!"

"No way! She looks no older than twenty..."

Everyone wanted to refute the old man's words, but they knew that the grand elder was not someone who utter lies. In that case, the woman in front of them was indeed a late stage 9th-rank Saint!

Hestia became even more certain of her conjectures upon hearing the old man's words. She held her sword tightly as she stared at the old man, afraid that he would suddenly launch an attack. "Don't tell me you are a... Nascent God Realm expert?" She was slightly surprised as she asked the old man.

Grand Elder Jimen's murky eyes flashed briefly and he chuckled. "Hahah! Are you trying to buy time for those young ones? You don't have to worry about that, little girl. I'm not here to kill the younger generation. I only want to know why my grandson was killed. Although his character is terrible, Jimen Kang is still my grandson. The Heavenly Sword Tower must offer a sufficient reason for killing him." Although the old man's voice was calm, Hestia felt a sudden wave of pressure coming from him. If not for her cultivation, she would have already fallen to her knees.