They went inside the ancient site and searched around, but found nothing of value.

When they saw the temple for marriage, they immediately tied their hair together and became husband and wife. They also found the red string there.

Originally, they just wanted to find something to tie their hair up, never expecting it to be such a treasure.

Of course, the true purpose of the red rope was only discovered by her after she was separated from Ji Wuming and brought back to the dynasty, when she saw it and missed him.

This is a low-grade magic weapon called "Locking the Mortal World," an extremely rare rope-type magic weapon. She once roughly measured it and estimated that it could extend for a distance of up to 10,000 meters. Moreover, its destructive power is equally formidable.

Therefore, an ordinary fifth-rank official cannot harm her, but this red rope can.

Now, she is just waiting, waiting for the final moment to arrive.

She really didn't want to die, and she had promised Murong Qin that she would hold on until the very end.

"What's the situation inside?"

Just as Bei Qingling was secretly leaving, a cold voice came from outside.

After listening to this voice for almost three months, Bei Qingling knew without even looking that it was the elders of the Rose Sect coming over.

"It's very quiet."

The disciple guarding the gate respectfully answered and opened the door.

When the elders came in, Bei Qingling was already sitting cross-legged on the soft couch where she usually received treatment.

"It seems you've accepted reality."

Seeing Bei Qingling's cooperation, the elders were very satisfied. "Judging from the severity of the condition, this should be the last treatment."

"The last time..."

Upon hearing this, Bei Qingling closed her eyes in despair. It seemed that she really had no more chances.

After that, she paid no attention to the elders' transmission of skills, and remained in a daze.

On the contrary, the memories of being with Ji Wuming became clearer and clearer.

"It's done!"

Before long, the elders finished their practice, their faces beaming with undisguised joy, and their eyes burning with fervor as they looked at Bei Qingling.

"Does that mean it's okay?"

Upon hearing this, one of the elders' eyes lit up, and he said excitedly.

"Um."

The other elders exchanged glances, then looked at Bei Qingling simultaneously, "After so many days of hard work, today we're finally going to see results."

"Wuming, I've come to find you."

Looking at the elders' disgusting faces, Bei Qingling gritted her teeth, quietly untied the red rope, and prepared to commit suicide by clasping her hands together.

"Elder, something terrible has happened!"

However, at that moment, hurried and terrified shouts came from outside the door: "Someone...someone has broken in and injured many of our sect's disciples."

"This is outrageous!"

Upon hearing this, all the elders were immediately enraged. They disregarded Bei Qingling and quickly left together. "We want to see who dares to be so bold as to cause trouble in my Rose Sect!"

"Bang..."

However, just as the group came out of the room, they saw a sect disciple being thrown to the ground like a rag doll and rolling in front of them.

Behind them stood an old man and four teenagers.

"Xiao Qin!"

Before the elders of the Rose Sect could speak, an excited shout came from behind them. It was Bei Qingling who had run out at some point.

"Master!"

Upon seeing Bei Qingling, Murong Qin immediately shouted out, and at the same time, her heart, which had been hanging in suspense, was relieved.

Master is alright, Master is still alive, that's wonderful!

"mother…"

Ji Fanya, standing behind Bei Qingling, choked up the moment he saw her and froze on the spot.