Hidden in the clouds, Cloud-Dwelling Pavilion.

Inside the quiet and elegant house, two small beds were placed side by side by the window. This was Li Xiangyi and Shan Gudao's room.

Li Xiangyi lay quietly on his small bed. After being nourished by the spiritual energy in the space, a little color finally returned to his face, but the poison was still not cured.

Qi An waved his hand and threw Di Feisheng onto Shan Gudao's bed. Di Feisheng was severely injured and did not react at all.

A flash of white light, and wealth appeared.

She looked at the two men, who were in terrible condition, and sighed, "One is poisoned, and the other is seriously injured. That damned Shan Gu Dao is a scoundrel. Look what he's done to these two kids."

"Xiao Feifei and the Golden Mandarin Duck Alliance were also quite unlucky. They did nothing wrong but were blamed. Not only was the Golden Mandarin Duck Alliance almost wiped out, but Xiao Feifei was also resented by Xiao Lianhua for ten years."

Qi An glanced at Di Feisheng: "Who would have thought that Di Feisheng, the fearsome demon in the martial arts world, is actually simple-minded, upright, and a pure martial arts fanatic with only supreme martial arts in his eyes and only one opponent in his heart, Li Xiangyi."

When Qi An said that he "only has eyes for Li Xiangyi," Fu Gui smiled mischievously and bent down to pinch the soft, white cheeks of the young Li Xiangyi.

"Little Lotus is so pretty, talented, and skilled in martial arts. No wonder Jiao Liqiao hates our Little Lotus so much. Everyone knows that Du Wei only hates Sister-in-law Zhen, hahaha..."

Qi An was speechless: "...Taking all sorts of things will only harm you."

Fugui laughed heartily, hands on his hips: "Tasting everything will only make me nutritionally complete."

Jiao Liqiao and Qiao Wanmian were known as the most beautiful women in the martial arts world. She was already stunningly beautiful, and with the help of the "Painted Skin" seductive technique, almost no man could resist her charm.

The two men were excluded: Di Feisheng and Li Xiangyi.

She was obsessed with Di Feisheng to the point of fanaticism and madness, but Di Feisheng was only concerned with fighting Li Xiangyi. How could she not hate him?

Then, this woman became obsessed, always feeling that Di Feisheng would only like her if Li Xiangyi died.

It has to be said, the direction was off.

At this moment, a muffled groan from the unconscious Li Xiangyi caught their attention.

The boy's brows were furrowed, his forehead covered in cold sweat from the pain, and the black veins on his fair neck twisted and turned, looking ferocious and terrifying.

"Oh no, the poison from the green tea has taken effect."

Fu Gui reached out and pressed down on Li Xiangyi's sore spot before saying, "Sister An'an, let's detoxify him first. Do you have any usable pills?"

Qi An shook his head: "There's no need for pills. Old Man Qi said that the Forget-River Flower can cure the poison of the Jade Tea, but it seems there's only one in the world, and it won't appear for another ten years."

Fu Gui exclaimed "Ah!" and said with annoyance, "So rare? I remember there were plenty in the park last time. I should have picked some when I left. Or should I go back and pick a few?"

Qi An smiled and took out a spatial bracelet: "No need to go back and fetch it. I just checked, there are as many as you want, plenty to go around."

As he spoke, Qi An snapped his fingers, and instantly a bunch of colorful flowers appeared in his hand, each one a yin-yang twin plant.

The flowers, still glistening with dew, were exceptionally beautiful, their petals long, curled, and even shimmering with a spiritual glow.

Fu Gui scanned the space with his divine sense and was immediately dumbfounded.

Good heavens! Due to the abundance of spiritual energy, the space has long been a small world of its own, with countless exotic flowers and plants. Even the Forget-River Flower is not considered among them. It is as abundant as wildflowers by the roadside, with all kinds of colors, and each one is as big as a bowl.

Fu Gui: "...Hehe, this is enough to drink a whole vat of green tea every day."

Qi An picked out a few Forget-River Flowers and brought them to Li Xiangyi's lips. Fu Gui, being very perceptive, stepped forward and pinched Li Xiangyi's cheek, making him open his mouth.

Then, Qi An flicked his finger, and the Forget-River Flower automatically turned into liquid and flowed into Li Xiangyi's mouth.

The poison of the green tea that tormented Li Xiangyi for ten years in his previous life, the Forget-River Flower that he had obtained and then lost and which he had personally given away—all those regrets came to an end here.

Just after feeding Li Xiangyi the Forget-River Flower, Di Feisheng, who was on the next bed, coughed, and blood flowed down the corner of his mouth.

"Oh no, Sister An'an, Xiao Feifei is vomiting blood, what should we do?"

Qi An raised an eyebrow and tossed a Forget-Me-Not flower to Fu Gui: "Give it to him."

Fu Gui was stunned: "...This works? The Forget-River Flower can cure all diseases?"

Qi An said, "He was seriously injured by Li Xiangyi, and his internal energy was greatly depleted. The internal energy cultivation method he practiced is called 'Sad Wind and White Poplar,' and the Forget-River Flower can help him heal."

After Qi An finished speaking, Fu Gui pinched Di Feisheng's face and stuffed a Forget-River Flower into his mouth without saying a word.

After finishing their business, the two went out of the room and sat in the courtyard to drink tea.

Fu Gui asked Qi An, "Sister An An, since we have so many Forget-Me-Not Flowers, why did you still send Jiao Li Qiao to find them?"

"Whoever causes trouble should clean up the mess. What I have is mine, what does it have to do with her? And that Yun Biqiu, I don't care if he was bewitched by Jiao Liqiao, he did it, and he has to pay the price."

Jiao Liqiao and Li Xiangyi were originally on opposing sides, so it's understandable that she harmed Li Xiangyi. There's no right or wrong in it; it's just a matter of each person having their own abilities.

But Yun Biqiu was Li Xiangyi's good brother and most trusted subordinate, and Li Xiangyi had no defenses against him.

If not betrayed by a trusted brother, who could have harmed the Sword God Li Xiangyi at his peak?

Qi An took a sip of tea, curled the corners of his lips, and sneered.

"What kind of good person can be so easily bewitched by a woman that he poisons his own brothers? After Li Xiangyi's incident, he still tried to imprison himself. How hypocritical! Shouldn't he atone with his death? Li Xiangyi can forgive him, but I am not so magnanimous."

“He deserves to die. Isn’t he hopelessly infatuated with Jiao Liqiao? I’ll show him mercy and let him die at Jiao Liqiao’s hands.”

“That’s right, he must die. Little Lotus won’t kill him, and she definitely won’t let you do it in the future. So let Jiao Li Qiao do it.”

Fu Gui started laughing again: "As long as I can save Di Feisheng, I won't even flinch if I kill ten Yun Biqius. That girl is a crazy love-struck idiot."

Fu Gui also disliked Yun Biqiu; betraying one's brother is always despicable.

She actually admires Jiao Liqiao more; she's ambitious, capable, and intelligent.

Although he's a bit perverted, he has a clear sense of love and hate, and he's obviously bad without any attempt to hide it, making him much better than the hypocrite of Si Gu Men.

During the ten years that Di Feisheng was in seclusion in his previous life, she searched for various spiritual medicines to restore his power, rebuilt the Golden Mandarin Duck Alliance for him, directly helped the Golden Mandarin Duck Alliance go public, and even managed the branch companies under it in an orderly manner.

Then, the moment the flute flew out of the pass, he offered everything with both hands.

Fu Gui, chin in hand, said, "Undoubtedly a warrior of pure love, why don't we persuade Xiao Feifei to give in?"

Qi An ruthlessly shattered her illusions: "Unless Jiao Liqiao defeats Li Xiangyi and becomes the best in the world, it's out of the question."

As Li Xiangyi gradually regained consciousness, he felt the soft bed beneath him before he even opened his eyes.

He didn't die? He was rescued?

Did... did the people from Sigumen find him? Or was it A-Mian?

The young man left Sigu Gate in despair, but as he collapsed in the East Sea, did he not have any expectations in his heart?

Li Xiangyi opened his eyes. The familiar furnishings made him realize that he was in his own bedroom on Yunyin Mountain.

It seems that his master saved him.

Thinking of his master, the boy felt a lump in his throat, followed by a surge of grievance.

Master, it's all Xiangyi's fault. He didn't take good care of Senior Brother, and now we haven't even found his remains.

Master, they say it's all my fault, even Ah-Mian has given up on me.

Was I really wrong?

Li Xiangyi wiped away the tears that had involuntarily streamed down his face and got up to apologize to his master.

To his surprise, when he turned his head, he met Di Feisheng's wide-open eyes, who was also looking at Li Xiangyi with a look of astonishment.

"The sound of a flute?"

"Li Xiangyi?"

Yesterday, they were mortal enemies fighting fiercely at sea, stabbing each other in the back. Now, they lie on two small beds less than two meters apart, staring at each other with their heads tilted to the side, completely bewildered and incredulous.

"What are you doing here?" the two asked in unison.