My thoughts, which had been confused due to the numbness and coldness in my body, cleared up.

Qi Yue, a former disciple of the Hengyang Sect, betrayed her sect and joined a little-known sect that was at odds with the Hengyang Sect. Everyone knew the reason for her betrayal, but she didn't care.

She was well aware of the dirty dealings within the various sects, and how could a disciple with such a bright future easily betray her sect?

Hengyang Sect's attitude is hard to fathom, but that doesn't matter. What matters now is her current identity.

The current eighth direct disciple of the ancient, reclusive sect, Xunhui Sect.

His gaze fell on Song Yanzhuo, which finally blocked his spiritual power, but the aura of the person in front of him was actually that of a Nascent Soul cultivator!

this……

Luo Wuji's face flashed through his mind. Even though Luo Wuji was the Holy Son of the Holy Sect, he was only at the mid-Nascent Soul stage. Yet this person actually had the Divine Transformation stage!

Such a genius, and she only gets to see him now? Does that mean he will ascend to immortality in less than a hundred years?

A storm raged within her, and the scales in Ruan Siyin's heart slowly tipped.

If she used to think of herself as a chosen one, high above others, and that only Luo Wuji was worthy of her, then now…

She loved Luo Wuji not only because of his outstanding appearance and extraordinary talent, but more importantly because of his status as a holy son, second only to the emperor.

Now, this person surpasses Luo Wuji in appearance, status, and cultivation.

she……

With her ears flushed, Ruan Siyin glanced at Song Yanzhuo and felt inferior for the first time.

Seeing Ruan Siyin's movements, Qiyue's lips curled up.

No one in this world doesn't admire the strong. If it weren't for the influence of Qi, how could that arrogant dog like Luo have the right to bark so arrogantly?

However, things are different now. In terms of fate, the male and female protagonists are bound together for both prosperity and adversity. Xia Wanqing's temperament has changed drastically, and she has lost the support of the people and opportunities one after another. Meanwhile, the Xunhui Sect is thriving, and the heavenly fate will soon be unable to favor her...

July was in a great mood.

Alone and desperate to survive, Xia Wanqing followed the disciples' trail and found them fighting the demonic beasts.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, he absorbed their cultivation, completely falling into demonic possession. His cultivation level rose steadily until he reached the Nascent Soul stage. When the tribulation lightning struck, Xia Wanqing, who had tasted the marrow, went completely mad.

"Hahaha!!! So cultivation is this simple. If I could absorb the cultivation power of those people..."

Xia Wanqing has gone mad.

Looking at the lightning tribulation, Qi Yue narrowed her eyes slightly.

Finally, they fell...

Excitement shone in her eyes.

Heaven will never side with the fallen. My dear junior sister, you have finally lived up to my expectations!

Feeling her heart pounding violently in her chest, Qiyue trembled slightly with excitement. Just thinking about how she would soon be able to torture Xia Wanqing so severely made her tremble uncontrollably.

Completely unaware of the slight change in expression on the faces of his master and fellow disciples beside him.

Evil cultivators have always been intolerable to the Heavenly Dao, so how could they endure the tribulation of lightning? One after another, destructive lightning bolts struck her body, but Xia Wanqing became more and more courageous. Ignoring the lightning that tore the demon beast apart and devoured her, she fought back frantically. As the tribulation passed, the little bit of luck on her body quickly disappeared.

In the days that followed, she hunted monsters like a ghost, following Qiyue's scent.

Until they left the Forbidden Forest.

The blinding sunlight made everyone close their eyes, and when they opened them, their eyes shone with a strange light.

"They actually made it out!!!"

Everyone cheered, their admiring gazes falling on Qiyue, who turned her head and flashed a bright smile.

"Rest here for a while, and after nightfall, enter the bone tomb."

"Yes!" The respectful voice was loud and clear.

For a full twelve days, they actually survived.

Everyone except one person was immersed in joy.

Looking at Qiyue, Ruan Siyin no longer felt hostility, only gratitude. If it weren't for Qiyue, she would have been devoured by other people or monsters, even if she hadn't starved to death. The danger of the Forbidden Forest was ingrained in her very bones.

She now feels only gratitude and shame towards Qiyue.

She came with the intention of assassination and treasure hunting, but she saved her despite past grievances.

Especially...

Looking at Song Yanzhuo, who was dressed in red, she lowered her head, her face showing a woman's unique shyness: "I know it was because of you, Miss Yue, that you protected me all the way, but thank you anyway."

"Hmm." Song Yanzhuo replied calmly, got up and walked towards Qiyue, sitting down next to her.

A hint of disappointment flashed in Ruan Siyin's eyes, but she did not blame Song Yanzhuo. After spending more than ten days together, she had come to know this man quite well.

My fighting spirit is even higher now.

The fact that he didn't reject her means she has a chance.

She didn't give up!

"Junior Sister, when will I finally be able to stop caring about her?" Song Yanzhu grumbled.

Qiyue glanced at him: "You don't need to worry about her after you go back. What? Are you annoyed by her?"

"Yeah, she talks even more than you, she's so annoying with all that chatter."

Song Yanzhu rubbed his ears.

Qi Yue narrowed her eyes: "Senior brother, do you find me annoying?"

Song Yanzhuo pursed his thin lips slightly.

Qi Yue raised an eyebrow: "Fine, starting today you don't need to protect her anymore, I'll have Senior Brother do it."

"Senior Brother?" Song Yanzhuo was taken aback, then refused: "No, no, I know Senior Brother best, he can't do this kind of thing."

"Oh, I see." Qiyue looked at him with an ambiguous expression, and tentatively asked, "What about Third Senior Sister?"

Song Yanzhuo: "No, although Third Junior Sister is a woman, but..."

"What about the fourth senior brother?" Qiyue interrupted him.

He frowned: "No, Fourth Junior Brother is a formation master, protecting himself is also..."

"Then Fifth Senior Brother is fine, right?" Qi Yue asked with a smile.

Song Yanzhu frowned slightly: "Fifth Junior Brother? Him? Brainy as a whiz, but weak as a mouse!"

Qiyue looked at Song Yanzhuo with a troubled expression, but the smile in her eyes did not fade: "Then we can't let Master go, can we?"

"That's definitely not going to work." Song Yanzhuo's heart skipped a beat, and she refused without even thinking.

Upon hearing this, Qi Yue's embarrassment faded. The smile in her eyes grew wider: "Since that's the case, then I can only trouble you, Second Senior Brother."

"In that case, alright then..." Song Yanzhuo's brows relaxed, and he reluctantly agreed.

After he finished speaking, he got up and was about to go back to Ruan Siyin's side when he met Zhuo Ziyu's resentful gaze.

Immediately afterwards, Zhuo Ziyu's voice was heard: "Me, simple-minded? All brawn and no brains? Second Senior Brother is really something."

Song Yanzhuo stumbled and turned her head away, awkwardly turning her head away.

Not far away, Ruan Siyin's heart skipped a beat. She ran to Song Yanzhuo and supported him, her face full of tension and worry: "Are you alright?"

Song Yanzhuo glanced at her indifferently, brushed her hand away, and replied with only two words in a cold tone: "It's nothing."

Ruan Siyin pouted, looking unhappily at her hand that had been mercilessly brushed away, but quickly regained her composure and followed behind Song Yanzhuo, chattering on and on.

"I'm telling you..."