Chapter 106. Chapter 106. Crushed to ashes.

When Meng Chiwan returned to the Demon Realm, she had some more items in her storage bag.

The beautiful woman insisted on giving her fish and shrimp... It's strange, such a beautiful woman, giving her a gift of fish and shrimp, saying it's her favorite food.

Meng Chiwan didn't know what to say for a moment, so she opened the storage bag and let her stuff it in.

Fortunately, the fish didn't have a fishy or foul smell, so the storage bag was saved.

Without wasting a moment, she went straight to Old Man Chen's house, hoping all the way that Chen Yuanxing was still safe and sound.

Finally, they knocked on Chen Yuanxing's door before dark.

When Mr. Chen opened the door, he looked listless, but the moment he saw her, a smile appeared on his face, and his fatigue vanished.

He said, "You're finally back."

When Meng Chiwan heard the words "you," she unconsciously glanced to her side. It was still the same face and the same body, but unfortunately, it had lost its mind and was just an empty shell.

She said, "I'm back. How is Chen Yuanxing?"

Upon hearing this, Old Man Chen immediately said, "Things aren't going well right now. If you don't come back soon, I'm afraid..."

Meng Chiwan's breath hitched, and the two of them went inside without saying another word.

Chen Yuanxing lay on the couch, his breathing weak, his furrowed brows revealing his pain. He seemed to be struggling to breathe, his mouth wide open as he gasped for air.

His chest heaved barely, and he looked as if he were dead.

Meng Chiwan frowned, then immediately took out the Rejuvenating Grass from her storage bag and handed it to Old Man Chen.

In a life-or-death situation, all distrust and considerations are meaningless; human life is of utmost importance.

Meng Chiwan then took out the antidote for the medicine she had previously given Chen Yuanxing from her storage bag, helped him up, and fed it to him with water.

However, Chen Yuanxing's expression did not relax at all; he was still tormented by the bone-corroding miasma.

She placed her hand on Chen Yuanxing's forehead, stroking it absentmindedly, feeling somewhat anxious.

After obtaining the Guiyuan Grass, Old Man Chen immediately went to refine the antidote, but he did not return for a long time.

Meng Chiwan waited patiently for a while longer before belatedly realizing that something was wrong.

After receiving the Rejuvenating Grass, Old Man Chen didn't immediately look at Chen Yuanxing; in fact, he didn't even glance at him. For a moment, it seemed his eyes were only focused on the Rejuvenating Grass.

Meng Chiwan immediately pushed open the door that Old Man Chen had gone through!

There was no sign of Old Chen anywhere; the place was deserted, with only the night wind blowing in through the wide-open windows, making the room cold.

Chen Yuanxing couldn't stand the wind. So the wind blew from that room all the way into Chen Yuanxing's room, and he coughed a few times.

Meng Chiwan stared at the window, then walked to it, gripped the window frame tightly with both hands, and closed the window.

Old Chen still has the poison she fed him on his body. How can he get an antidote if he just runs away like this?

Isn't he worried?

A thought suddenly popped into Meng Chiwan's mind. Unless, he could use the Returning Origin Grass to refine the Myriad Poisons Pill, and after taking the Myriad Poisons Pill, he would have a constitution that made him immune to all poisons, and naturally he would no longer need to fear the little bit of poison she had given him.

However, the method for refining the Ten Thousand Poisons Pill was lost a thousand years ago.

How could he know?

But thinking about it now is useless. Chen Yuanxing's life hangs in the balance. The only thing to do now is to retrieve the Returning Origin Grass.

She immediately instructed Yun Xianqing to keep an eye on Chen Yuanxing, and then she grabbed her sword and left.

Although Yun Xianqing is now just a puppet, he can still understand simple commands, so she can rest assured.

Holding her sword, she was filled with uncontrollable murderous intent, wishing she could immediately grind Old Man Chen to dust.

Having barely escaped death from the Desolate Abyss, she was filled with joy and waiting to be rescued, only to be deceived. If Old Man Chen were in front of her now, she would definitely show him what it truly means to suffer a fate worse than death.

Fortunately, she discovered it in time, and Mr. Chen should not have gone far.

But searching aimlessly like this wasn't a solution. Unlike characters in storybooks who leave footprints or other clues, he was now just running around like a headless fly.

She was anxious about Chen Yuanxing's illness, and at the same time, she was also extremely upset. She knew that she must look terrible at that moment.

"Have you seen an old man coming this way?" But she suppressed her anger and tried to ask the passerby as calmly as possible.

"Never."

After receiving such answers several times in a row, Meng Chiwan suddenly realized a problem: perhaps Old Man Chen was not Old Man Chen at all, and he could also disguise himself?

Just like when she entered the Demon Realm this time.

Such a question is meaningless.

Meng Chiwan sat in the teahouse, her brows furrowed, tapping the table irregularly with her knuckles.

She had been searching for an hour. She had searched every possible route from Old Man Chen's house, but to no avail.

Logically speaking, given her Nascent Soul stage cultivation, her footwork should be far superior to Old Man Chen's. There's no reason she would come away empty-handed. Unless she made a mistake from the start, giving Old Man Chen more and more time to escape.

Busyness breeds chaos.

She picked up the teacup, took a big gulp, and pondered Chen Yuanxing's current situation.

Then she put down the teacup, which clattered on the table with a soft sound. A cold glint flashed in her eyes as she suddenly realized that there might be another way.

Would he really be so cruel to Chen Yuanxing? And was Chen Yuanxing truly unaware of anything?

His concern for Chen Yuanxing at the time did not seem fake.

Meng Chiwan immediately rushed back to Old Man Chen's house, but even with such a hurried pace, she was still a step too late.

Instead of Chen Yuanxing, she saw Yun Xianqing lying paralyzed on the bed.

Meng Chiwan sneered, and the thought that she had been completely fooled in the Demon Realm made her murderous intent reach its peak.

They tricked her into going out and then coming back.

But what was the purpose of doing this? Meng Chiwan didn't quite understand the trick at first, but she quickly realized what it meant.

It's that painting.

He had undoubtedly obtained the Rejuvenating Herb, and Meng Chiwan would give it to him regardless of whether he ran away or not. However, he did not want to explain the painting to her anymore.

What exactly happened? Who is that young lady from the Meng family in Beijing whose face is obscured? Could she be her mother?

Meng Chiwan lowered her head and pondered carefully, but no matter how she thought about it, she felt that there must be something wrong with it.

It's as if someone tampered with it.

He wanted her to know about the Meng family in Beijing and Taiwan, but he didn't want her to know too much about it.

Who could this person be?

Meng Chiwan channeled spiritual energy into Yun Xianqing's body, then sat by the bedside to watch over her, her mind constantly racing.

Finally, she thought of someone. But if it was that person, she felt there was no need for her to stay in the Demon Realm any longer. If he was protecting Old Man Chen, then she would never be able to find Old Man Chen and his companion.

She might as well leave. After all, she's already found the Sorrowful Umbrella she was looking for, and she can now complete her sect's mission.

As for the rest, those who need to know will eventually know. Even if she doesn't want to know, someone will force her to find out.

Once she goes back, she may soon find out the truth.

As for Chen Yuanxing, since Old Man Chen risked his life to take him away, there shouldn't be any more accidents. Even if something did happen, there's nothing she could do to help. She had already given the Rejuvenating Grass to Old Man Chen, which was more than enough.

However, while the idea is appealing, putting it into practice presents another challenge, as unexpected events are always bound to occur during the process.

For example, one second she was planning to walk straight out of the Demon Realm, and the next second she pushed open the door and saw thousands of demons standing at the door.

The demons, shouting that they would kill the immortals, charged towards her.

Instantly, her pupils contracted, and her fingertips formed a hand seal, causing the spiritual energy within her meridians to surge like a raging torrent. With one hand, she unleashed the Surging Wave, and with the other, she cast a spell, striking directly at the demon at the forefront.

She lightly touched the ground with her toes, her figure flashing like a startled swan as she darted towards the demon horde, dodging the first few clawed demons that pounced on her, and fearlessly fighting among them with her surging power.

These demons attacked her with deadly intent. She frowned, and in response, unleashed a sharp sword strike!

The sword hummed, absorbing moonlight, and the sword aura carried an earth-shattering force, causing all the demons present to take several steps back.

Then she looked up and saw that the demon at the very front had been cleaved in two, its black blood splattering onto the scorched earth, sizzling as it fell.

Her eyes were filled with a sharp sword intent, as if she hadn't had enough of killing. In an instant, layers of warning appeared in her eyes, which shocked all the demons present into not daring to move.

The demons, some with blue faces and fangs, others covered in bone spurs, burned with boundless hatred for the immortal cultivators. Yet, under her intimidating presence, they gradually began to show signs of retreat.

Here, at this moment, strength is what conquers everything.

She was in a terrible mood, and her voice was cold and hard: "Those who block my way shall die."

She had no mercy for demons, especially demons like this one that wanted her dead.

As the four words fell, they shattered the bloody storm in the demon realm like ice spikes. She touched the ground with her toes, and the Jinglan Sword in her hand spun into a sky full of sword flowers. The moon-like sword light was wrapped with a chilling killing intent. Wherever it passed, several low-level demons were decapitated, and black blood splattered ten feet high, landing on her plain white robes, spreading out dark marks, but only making her cold and stern eyes stand out even more.

However, after managing to kill only a few, the demons scattered and fled in all directions.

They only dared to provoke her because they thought she had little cultivation. Once they realized her strength, they would scatter like birds.

That's how demons are. Or rather, that's how most demons are.

Now that this has happened, his idea of ​​quietly withdrawing from the Demon Realm is no longer valid.

That leaves only one path.

Send it out.

The demons who guarded the exit of the Demon Realm that night never wanted to recall that night again. Even those who were lucky enough to escape with their lives did not want to remember that bloody battle.

Strangely, such a major event clearly occurred in the Demon Realm, and the Demon Lord must have known about it, yet he simply let those two people leave.

...

After settling Yun Xianqing in the inn, Meng Chiwan returned to the Immortal Alliance.

Wen Liansong hadn't returned from her mission yet, so she went to Yinchen Hall to hand in the mission herself. There were still three days left until the deadline on the wooden slip.

This means she completed the task three days ahead of schedule.

This is still a Yue-level mission.

When she handed in the task, many disciples were watching from the side. Seeing that she had completed the Yue-level task, they all came up to flatter her, trying to find out what the reward she had received for completing the Yue-level task.

Meng Chiwan smiled at all of this, but never revealed what her reward was.

It wasn't until she got back to her dorm that she took out her umbrella, feeling a surge of relief.

Yes, the reward is actually the Sorrowful Umbrella, along with various miscellaneous books and elixirs. This time there are no magic artifacts, because she has already obtained a top-tier magic artifact.

This trip was definitely worthwhile. I learned about the Meng family in Beijing and Taiwan, figured out my own background, and got what I wanted.

She even reconciled with her past hatred.

Thinking of this, she unconsciously began to think of Yun Xianqing again.

No one knows where Yun Xianqing went or what her current situation is.

She lowered her eyes to look at her fingertips, and soon the red thread appeared. The red thread drifted in one direction, but the latter half disappeared into the air.

Strictly speaking, she was deceived by Yun Xianqing again. He promised to untie her once they left the Desolate Abyss, but he broke his promise in the end.

But since she couldn't find Yun Xianqing and didn't know how to untie it, she could only let it stay in her hands. Fortunately, she could control whether it appeared or not, so it wasn't too troublesome.

However, she wouldn't really let it go unchecked. During this time, she immersed herself in the library, frantically researching knowledge about demon release and the red thread in her hand.

She divided her time into three parts: half for cultivation and the other half for reading books.

Then at night, she wandered around the Immortal Alliance like a lost soul.

As a result, new junior brothers and sisters often inquire about the identity of Senior Sister Juan Wang, who is active at night and hides during the day on Canglan Peak.

Some people even deliberately try to bump into her at night.

This is absurd.

Senior Sister Meng Chiwan was not really wandering aimlessly, but after hearing Mu Qi's words last time, she still had some doubts in her heart, so she decided to look around for any clues.

She felt it was inappropriate with so many people coming and going during the day, but she didn't expect there to be so many people at night as well. There were even some incredibly bored people who specifically waited for her.

Please, she's really not doing any performance art...

Okay. Then why doesn't she just change it to daytime?

As a result, on the first day of the experiment, a different scenario unfolded.

"Senior sister, I love you. May you be my Daoist partner?"

Meng Chiwan stared at her junior brother, whose cheeks were flushed with embarrassment, and fell into deep thought.

"What do you like about me?" she asked sincerely.

The junior apprentice answered very sincerely: "I just like... girls who don't go home at night..."

Meng Chiwan took a deep breath and gave a forced smile: "...But I don't like husbands who go out during the day."

She is deeply misunderstood by the world!

Fortunately, after half a day of investigation, they did not come up empty-handed.

At the very least, she learned that there was a scenic and secluded spot in the Immortal Alliance, perfect for solitary cultivation.

And... the library even has casual books like "The Overbearing Sword Master Falls in Love with Me" and "My Beloved Fox Demon Wife's Thirty-Third Escape." They look quite interesting.

Did you find anything of substance?

That's also possible.

Most areas within the Immortal Alliance are open to inner disciples, even the Alliance Leader's bedroom is generally accessible. However, there is one place where no disciple is allowed to enter. The barrier surrounding it was even personally set up by the Alliance Leader, a cultivator at the Mahayana stage.

Not to mention people, not even a mosquito can fly in.

How do you know the mosquitoes can't fly in? When she was at a loss for what to do with the barrier for the third time, Meng Chiwan tried catching mosquitoes.

In the end, the fly was electrocuted by the barrier.

She even mourned for the mosquito for a while, but thankfully it was a wicked mosquito, so she didn't mourn for too long.

That place is called Yuanshanlou. Only when the Venerable One holds an annual meeting will the Venerable Ones from each peak be allowed to enter.

Based on this, she concluded that if her mother was indeed in the Immortal Alliance, then she would probably only be here.

She has to find a way to get in.

...

After joining the Immortal Alliance, she never asked her master for anything.

But now is the time.

Venerable Fuyue gazed at Meng Chiwan, who was respectfully pouring tea before him, and fell into deep thought, a thought that had not been present for a long time.

For some reason, she felt that something bad was about to happen when her apprentice, whom she rarely saw, suddenly became so attentive.

When Meng Chiwan offered to massage her shoulders and legs for the fourth time, she finally couldn't help but slap her hand away and said, "What do you want from me?"

Meng Chiwan blinked, looking completely innocent.

"It's nothing serious." Meng Chiwan's voice was neither too loud nor too soft, just loud enough for her to hear. "It's just... can Master take me with him next time he goes to Yuanshan Tower? I'm a Nascent Soul cultivator now, after all. Won't you take me to the Alliance Leader to show my face and make my presence known?"

Venerable Fuyue looked at her suspiciously: "If you want to do it, why don't you just go to his residence and do it yourself? He doesn't go out much anyway. Why do you have to wait until the meeting to go to Yuanshan Tower to do it?"

Meng Chiwan was silent for a moment, then pointed to her heart and said, "Master, do you see this? This is not just a heart that wants to explore the Far Mountain Tower, but also a heart that wants to break through its limitations and become one of the Venerables!"

Venerable Fuyue smiled and patted her head, then said coldly, "Then you should first enter the Mahayana stage, and then we'll talk about it. When that time comes, you'll naturally be allowed to go."

Meng Chiwan: "..."

This was the first time in my life I had asked my master for help, and it ended in failure.

Meng Chiwan returned to her dormitory expressionlessly, freezing countless junior students to death along the way, and even the grass on the road avoided her.

After returning to her dormitory, she learned that Wen Liansong and Wei Jiyu had also returned, and hurriedly went to find Wen Liansong.

Wen Liansong was on her way home from Yinchen Hall, humming a little tune, clearly indicating that she had completed her mission well.

The moment she saw Meng Chiwan, she rushed over to her, her face beaming with the joy of a long-awaited reunion.

"Chi Wan, I heard you completed a Yue-level mission! That's amazing, I really admire you! Tell me, what was the reward?"

Meng Chiwan could keep things from others, but she naturally wouldn't do that to Wen Liansong, so she told her everything she wanted to know.

Upon hearing this, Wen Liansong said, "If you want to go to Yuanshan Tower, why don't you ask Junior Brother Wei for help? He can get in!"

Meng Chiwan: "Huh?"