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But before he could finish speaking, a voice even more arrogant than Xue Wuqiu's suddenly came, saying the exact same thing.

"Who dares to be so insolent in my Demon Palace!"

As the newcomer approached, he was dressed in black robes with ink-black hair, twelve bone bells hanging from his waist, and his brows were full of arrogance, completely unaware of the current situation.

Nan Qing glanced at Xue Wuqiu: "Is he Ye Tian?"

Xue Wuqiu had no idea what trouble his unfilial son had gotten into this time, but he valued his own life more than his son!

So, he nodded decisively and said without hesitation:

"right!"

He even added, in an attempt to distance himself from the situation:

"This boy is arrogant and unruly, and has repeatedly failed to correct his ways. Today, he is at your disposal, Master!"

Nan Qing didn't care about Wu Qiu's attitude at all, and turned her cold gaze to Ye Tian in that instant.

Nine chains of mysterious ice materialized out of thin air.

Each chain was as thick as a forearm, entirely dark blue, exuding a chilling aura, and instantly coiled upwards towards the night sky like vines.

Ye Tian didn't even have a chance to resist before he was tightly bound. He instinctively struggled, but found that the demonic energy in his body was frozen and completely stagnant, making it impossible to activate even a fraction of it.

"you...."

Ye Tian gritted his teeth and looked up, meeting Nan Qing's emotionless eyes, and his heart trembled.

"Where are the people from my Qingyun Sect?"

Even now, Ye Tian remained as arrogant as ever, his eyes fixed on Nan Qing with a sinister glint.

"The people of the Qingyun Sect? Ha... I killed them long ago! I even ripped their souls out and shattered their bones, leaving not even ashes..."

"ah--!!!"

Before he could finish speaking, a shrill scream rang out.

Suddenly, his body convulsed violently, and a semi-transparent soul was forcibly torn from his physical body. The soul's face was contorted, and it struggled and roared incessantly, completely devoid of its previous arrogance.

"Father!"

"...Father, save me!!"

The world was deathly silent, except for the screams of Night Sky's soul echoing through the Demon Palace.

Xue Wuqiu was still unable to move. Watching his son being tortured by Nan Qing, his eyes showed no emotion, but were filled with a cold, mocking smile.

idiot.

At this point, he's still so naive. He's cultivating the demonic path, not the Buddhist path!

What's more, right now he desperately wanted to take matters into his own hands and finish him off!

If it weren't for the trouble caused by this wicked child, how could he have suffered this?

The pain of having one's soul corroded is far greater than the pain of one's physical body. Only now did Ye Tian realize that he had no power to resist the person in front of him, and even his father, who was in the late stage of the Tribulation Transcending Realm, could not protect him.

As his soul began to crumble piece by piece, fear finally overwhelmed his arrogance.

"I...I said..."

"I threw him into the Abyss of No Return..."

The Boundless Demon Realm is the most ferocious and deadly place in the Demon Realm, filled with endless demonic energy. Even powerful beings at the Mahayana stage face a near-death experience if they venture into it.

Nan Qing took out the Myriad Souls Devouring Heart Lamp and imprisoned Ye Tian's soul in it before turning to look at Xue Wuqiu.

"lead the way."

Xue Wuqiu dared not utter a single word of dissent. He had no doubt that if he hesitated even for a moment, she would extract his soul body in the next second.

He didn't know why a difference of only one minor realm could result in such a large difference in strength, but he dared not gamble. What he had just experienced had already chilled his heart to the bone.

Xue Wuqiu led Nan Qing to the outer edge of the Boundless Demon Realm. Just as he was about to speak, Nan Qing extracted his soul and threw it into the Ten Thousand Souls Devouring Heart Lamp. Then, he stepped into the demon forest in front of him, which was shrouded in dense demonic energy.

The deeper one goes, the denser the demonic energy becomes, but wherever Nan Qing goes, the demonic energy dissipates.

Only a few remnant souls that have lost their autonomy and are left only with the instinct to "devour" try to rush forward, but as soon as they get close, they will dissipate into the world without leaving a trace.

This place is special; even divine sense is suppressed and cannot extend too far. That's why she couldn't find Taipei here at first, and now she can only search slowly.

Nan Qing continued deeper into the Demon Forest, when suddenly he stopped and then vanished from his spot in an instant.

When it reappeared, it was already standing in front of a pool of blood.

Tan Taibei lay quietly in a pool of blood, his plain white disciple robes stained dark. His right arm was twisted at an odd angle, yet his five fingers still gripped his natal sword tightly.

Nan Qing dispelled the demonic energy that was binding him, leaned down and half-embraced him, a point of spiritual light condensed at her fingertips, and gently touched his brow.

His spiritual veins were breaking apart inch by inch, his dantian and sea of ​​qi were shattered, and even his soul was on the verge of collapse.

She took a pill directly from her Nebula Palace and fed it to him. The pill transformed into a powerful divine force that flowed into his limbs and bones, gently enveloping his shattered meridians and dantian, and began to repair those fatal wounds.

At this moment, Tan Taibei slowly opened his eyes. His pupils were still somewhat unfocused. When he saw the person in front of him, a weak smile appeared on his lips.

"Master...?"

His gaze was somewhat unfocused, but he still stared intently at the person in front of him, tracing her outline inch by inch, as if reluctant to part.

"Looks like I'm really going to die... I'm even hallucinating..."

Nan Qing was helpless. This person didn't crush the jade slip she gave him, wasn't he just trying to make her come to him?

That's incredibly audacious!

If she had arrived even a second later, she would have only been able to salvage his soul...

But she simply picked up Tan Taipei in her arms, her tone unusually gentle.

"Okay, look carefully, you're not hallucinating."

Thanks to the effects of the elixir, Tan Taibei regained some color in his face and became more lucid. He felt himself being picked up by his master and did not feel uncomfortable at all. Instead, he nestled his head against Nan Qing's neck.

Smelling the scent emanating from his master, he felt he had made the right bet.

Yes, he did have a part of it on purpose.

Doesn't Master love reading those pretentious men in storybooks? He can be anything she wants, as long as she likes it.

Upon returning to Ling Shuang Peak, Nan Qing placed the person directly on her couch. Just as she was about to get up, Tan Taibei's arms tightly encircled her neck, refusing to loosen their grip even slightly.

"What, you have energy now?"

Although it was a rhetorical question, Nan Qing had no doubt about the effectiveness of the pills he had made. Even if someone only had severed meridians, or was left with only half a breath, it would be enough to bring them back to life.

However, since his foundation has been damaged, his cultivation level will likely regress by at least one major realm.

With a slight pull, Tan Taipei drew the woman closer, burying his face in her neck and shoulder, and murmured:

"Master..."

"Um?"

"I want to be my master's Daoist partner."

Tan Taipei spoke with such confidence and even tilted his head slightly, beginning to lightly kiss her snow-white neck.

Nan Qing paused, then pressed her half-supported body completely against Tan Taibei's, not stopping him, but simply raising her head to meet his eyes and softly replying:

"good."