Looking at his reflection in the water, Lin Feng completely broke down.

That nightmarish face had reappeared on his body, and upon closer inspection, it seemed even uglier than before.

"Master, please tell me how to restore him!"

A sigh slowly echoed from within the Soul-Nourishing Ring: "Feng'er, there's nothing we can do now. The person who attacked you is extremely cunning."

"Now that things have come to this, I have no choice. The Daoist essence of Thunder has already seeped into your skin; to change your appearance any further is as difficult as ascending to heaven."

"No, no! How can I face anyone looking like this?"

Lin Feng absolutely could not accept this outcome.

"Master, you must have a way! Please tell me, I beg you!"

After a long silence, the Soul-Nourishing Ring spoke again: "There is indeed a way, but..."

"But what?" Seeing a glimmer of hope, Lin Feng's eyes lit up again.

"But you must grant your master one request."

"Don't just say one, I'd agree to ten or a hundred."

"If I tell you how to restore me, you must release me immediately."

Lin Feng was stunned upon hearing this: "Master, what do you mean? You don't want Feng'er anymore either?"

"Enough! I have saved you many times these past few days, and I have already expended a great deal of my soul power."

"If I continue to follow you, even I, your master, will be in danger. It would be better for both of us to break off our contract."

"No, I won't agree!"

Lin Feng's distorted facial features twitched incessantly, making him appear even more ferocious and terrifying.

"You won't agree? Then you can forget about getting a way to restore yourself!"

The soul within the Soul-Nourishing Ring seemed to have developed a temper as well.

Clearly, Lin Feng's recent experiences have made her very dissatisfied.

If I continue like this, I fear that before I can even recover my physical body, even this last wisp of my soul will dissipate.

Lin Feng pondered for a long time before finally nodding: "Alright, I promise my master, please tell me how to restore my appearance!"

"First, swear an oath with a sincere heart!"

"Master, don't you trust me at all?!"

"oath!"

The Soul-Nourishing Ring was resolute and unwilling to compromise in the slightest.

Helpless, Lin Feng had no choice but to swear an oath with his Dao heart in order to restore his appearance: "I, Lin Feng, hereby swear with my Dao heart that on the day my appearance is restored, I will sever ties with my master..."

"I swear by my name, Yu Qingzhu!"

"I, Lin Feng, swear by my Dao heart that the day my appearance is restored, I will sever my master-disciple relationship with Master Yu Qingzhu!"

The next moment, a power of law appeared around Lin Feng, which was a sign that the oath of his Dao Heart had been completed.

"Master, can you tell me now?"

"To restore your appearance, you must travel to the Central Region. The intense heat of the lava at the Earth's core within the Blazing Sky Flame Mountain will erase the Thunder Dao Aura from your face."

Then, retrieve the Heaven-Burning Divine Stone from the magma core to eliminate the wandering lightning poison within your body. Only then will you have a chance to restore your appearance. But I must remind you, the Central Region is the territory of the Dragon-Han Celestial Dynasty.

Empress Ziwei, Song Yanran's cultivation is even more terrifying than Empress Xuantian's; remember, never provoke her.

"Thank you for reminding me, Master. I remember Empress Ziwei."

The Dragon Han Celestial Dynasty rules over the Central Region, which boasts the richest resources and the largest territory among the Nine Realms.

Empress Song Yanran not only possessed a cultivation level of half a step towards the Ascension Realm, but also had an immaculate immortal body and the bloodline of the Ancestral Dragon.

In his previous life, Lin Feng reached the peak of the Great Emperor realm and once wanted to enter the Central Region to marry Song Yanran in order to seize control of the Dragon Han Dynasty.

However, Song Yanran already had someone else in her heart at that time, and she didn't even glance at him once from beginning to end.

Lin Feng, whose self-esteem was severely damaged, became enraged and did not hesitate to fight with Song Yanran, but as a result, Lin Feng almost died at Song Yanran's hands.

Therefore, even if Lin Feng were to be reborn, he would absolutely not want to provoke such a beautiful, charming, and ruthless woman with almost no expression on her face.

"Master, we shall set off for the Central Region now."

"You're injured, you should heal your wounds first before you leave."

"Um……"

...

In the rear hall of the Azure Cloud Immortal Palace, Empress Mu Qiuyao, after bathing and changing, wore a golden-threaded black robe and an imperial hairpin.

Her Qing Dynasty attire accentuated her pretty face and petite figure, making her even more beautiful and charming.

Seemingly to attract Shen Zhao's attention, she deliberately tied a gold and jade belt around her exposed ankles, making her fair and delicate legs even more dazzling.

However, Shen Zhao, the sixth son, wasn't paying attention to her at all. He was sitting at the table, silently calculating how many spirit stones he could earn this round.

Inside the main hall, Ning Ruoxue knelt on the ground with her head bowed.

On the left and right sides, apart from Shen Zhao, Yu Xiyan was seated.

Yu Xiyan was restless, while Shen Zhao was leisurely and content.

After a long while, Mu Qiuyao spoke: "Boy, there are no outsiders here. Tell me, is Ning Ruoxue really affected by the Myriad Paths Slave Scripture?"

"The Scripture of Ten Thousand Paths of Slavery?"

Upon hearing this, Yu Xiyan recalled the topic that Luo Shen Luo Pianhong had mentioned to her two years ago, and her expression furrowed as she listened intently.

"pretty close!"

Shen Zhao took a sip of wine and casually said, "You can take a closer look at the mark on her forehead. It's a clear sign that she was given a slave mark."

Mu Qiuyao looked closely and indeed saw a faint, indistinct blood-red mark on Ning Ruoxue's forehead.

Shen Zhao said, "This is the slave seed of the Myriad Paths Slave Seal. It is difficult for the person who has been marked to detect it. They will only be devoted to the person who cast the mark. I guess you, this traitor, are in this situation."

Upon hearing this, Mu Qiuyao suddenly smiled and said, "It seems you are quite familiar with this Myriad Paths Slave Scripture?"

Shen Zhao shrugged, then pointed to his head: "Of course I'm familiar with it. I've read the entire 'Ten Thousand Paths Slave Scripture,' and I can recite it from memory!"

Yu Xiyan was startled and couldn't help but ask, "You mean you also know the Myriad Paths of Slavery?"

Shen Zhao ignored Yu Xiyan's question and started drinking his wine.