"It's just river water, does it have any intelligence?" Xiang Wan gritted her teeth, quickly mobilized her spiritual energy, firmly fixed one end of the tennis ball formed by the ice net to the body of the red ball, and pulled the other end upward with all her might.

The vortex grew larger and larger, and the suction became stronger and stronger. Even Xiang Wan was almost pulled down by the suction.

The flying sword, embedded horizontally in the mountain wall, was already bent, and it was feared that with the increase in suction force, it would be unable to hold Xiang Wan's body in place.

"We were almost there, and then you pull this stunt!" Xiang Wan's expression hardened, and she took out the talisman that Zi Yi had given her from her bosom. "In times of emergency, we must act expediently. Since spiritual power isn't working, let's try immortal power!"

Thinking it over, Xiang Wan threw the talisman into the river.

In Xiang Wan's mind, no matter how valuable a life-saving charm is, it only has value if it is used.

If a life-saving talisman imbued with divine power can save both her and the red ball, then using it wouldn't be a loss.

Furthermore, while talismans can be redrawn, the red ball is unique.

As soon as the talisman fell into the water, the surrounding river paused for a moment. Xiang Wan took the opportunity to retrieve the ice net that had trapped the red ball and held it tightly in her arms. She only had time to see the red ball being corroded and mangled before the river suddenly surged towards the talisman, attempting to drag it to the bottom of the river.

The moment it was surrounded by the river, the talisman suddenly shone brightly with golden light, and the suction force at the bottom of the river disappeared in an instant.

Xiang Wan quickly channeled her spiritual power and teleported upwards.

Just as they reached the mouth of the valley, a muffled sound came from the bottom of the river, and a wave of air rose from below, violently hurling Xiang Wan and the red ball in her arms into the air.

Xiang Wan's blood surged, and with her last breath of spiritual energy, she landed on the ground not far away.

At this moment, a large hole had been blasted into the valley floor, and the ever-flowing river water was pouring into that hole, rushing along the cave walls like a trapped wild beast, roaring silently.

With such a commotion, it was impossible for the nearby cultivators not to notice.

Especially the Flower Clan, which is located right next to the deep valley, sent a divine sense attack from their Immortal Venerable Moonflower. Before Xiang Wan could even spit out a mouthful of blood, her body had already disappeared from the spot.

After searching the surroundings with her divine sense to no avail, Yuehua ordered the Flower Clan disciples not to easily step into the deep valley.

When Xiang Wan came to her senses, she found herself in a desert. An old man covered in pustules, from which yellowish-green liquid oozed, was looking at her with the same eyes that looked at prey.

"Hehehe, you managed to get out after jumping from that place, which shows my judgment is still pretty good. Little beauty, I saved your life, have you thought about how you're going to repay me?" The old man threw his black robe to the ground as Xiang Wan looked up at him. He seemed to enjoy being looked at with the eyes of someone examining a monster, a pervert.

Except for his face, there wasn't a single unscathed part of his body. Black worms were constantly wriggling inside the pustules on his body, and in some places, the bones were even exposed on his arms and legs.

He looks exactly like a zombie.

After her initial surprise, Xiang Wan's gaze gradually calmed down.

She seemed to have seen things even more disgusting than this. Seeing this old man like this, who could stand and walk, was not surprising to her.

He turned to look at his chest; the red ball was still there.

She breathed a sigh of relief; thankfully, she hadn't lost it.

"Little beauty, I've been searching for the perfect skeleton for my darlings to rest and recuperate. How about you repay me with your body? Don't worry, I'll definitely preserve your face well, hehehehe!"

As the old man spoke, he pulled a finger-length worm from a boil on the side of his body. The worm was pitch black, about the same thickness at both ends, and looked similar to a spirit-eating worm, but much smaller than the ones she had seen before.

"A spirit-eating insect?" Xiang Wan sat up, supporting the red ball, and then used the little remaining cold energy to condense ice around its entire body to prevent the old man from suddenly attacking.

Xiang Wan showed no fear, which only made the old man more excited.

"Oh, I didn't realize you were so knowledgeable, little beauty." The old man seemed unusually excited that Xiang Wan could name the insect in his hand, letting the insect crawl around in his palm. "My cultivation method is the nemesis of all cultivators. How about it, want to consider joining my spiritual cultivation sect? Someone like you would definitely cultivate very quickly."

With his devilishly handsome face, he attracted even more cultivators, allowing his little darlings to grow up quickly. In the end, he could absorb enough spiritual energy to break through the Mahayana stage and become an immortal.

Upon becoming an immortal, one has one chance to change one's appearance.

No matter how ugly he looks now, once he becomes an immortal, he can change himself however he wants. Who will remember what he used to look like then?

That's why he initially set his sights on Xiang Wan.

Of course, if Xiang Wan could voluntarily serve him, the effect would be much better than being a puppet.

The old man kept trying to persuade her, while Xiang Wan pretended to be a curious child and asked questions, all the while secretly thinking of a solution.

The old man's cultivation level was higher than hers, and he was able to run this far while carrying her. She definitely couldn't escape on her own, especially since Red Ball's fate was still unknown.

what to do?

Xiang Wan recognized the old man; he was the image from the bead Wang Lin had thrown when she ambushed him.

"Little beauty, think about how many people will support you after you become an immortal. What does a short-term sacrifice matter? I'm not lying to you. These are all treasures that will help you become an immortal. Feed them well. With your beauty, if you can get an immortal close to you, I guarantee you'll become an immortal in less than half a month."

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