It was Rong Jinyue who taught his son how to cultivate the purification ability on a daily basis.

Most of the time she just sat back and didn't worry about anything.

Rong Jinyue takes care of both her son and herself.

Soon, Ye Baizhi calmed down and said, "Brother, don't blame yourself."

"It's not your fault. You already shoulder the hopes and responsibilities placed upon you by your clan."

"It would be great if my son could follow you back to the clan. There are black fog and dark beasts over there, which would be convenient for my son to practice."

The four treasures can absorb the dark aura and transform it into their own purifying power, which is indeed beneficial to his cultivation.

Rong Jinyue touched her hair lovingly and said, "Don't worry, I will protect my son with my life."

“The same is true for the tribe.”

Ye Baizhi nodded, "Yes, I understand."

"Also, you have to be careful."

"There's been some unrest lately. When everyone was hunting near Qingshan Villa, they discovered several wild beasts that were invaded by demonic energy. This is not unusual."

I didn't tell Ye Baizhi before because I didn't want to make her worry.

Now I have to tell her about these things.

Just this point is enough to make people feel an unusual atmosphere.

Someone is manipulating something behind this.

When Rong Jinyue said this, his expression was very solemn.

I had intended to investigate it thoroughly, but now there is no time left.

But he knew that Xue Youchen would investigate these things.

"After I leave, Xue Youchen may also go back to investigate these matters."

"But Ji Qinghan will stay by your side and protect you, so I feel relieved."

Although she is now at the eighth level of strength, he is still worried because no one is protecting her.

Ye Baizhi couldn't bear to leave them, she hoped that the people she loved would always be by her side.

"What exactly does the place where your people live look like?"

Ye Baizhi was still curious.

Rong Jinyue said gently, "Okay, I'll let you take a look."

Rong Jinyue gently tapped her brow with his finger, and a red light flashed.