The swamp was slowly engulfing her; Jing Yao, her legs embedded in it, could only feel herself slowly sinking. She turned her head, her expression calm, and said, "No."

Su Xue'er frowned. "Why weren't you corrupted?"

Although she was slowly sinking, her hands felt just like they were on ordinary soil when placed on the swamp.

Upon hearing Su Xue'er's voice, the others immediately looked at Jing Yao's hand. Sure enough, her hand was intact and showed no signs of corrosion.

"What's that you're using to resist the swamp's corrosion? Hand it over, or I'll cut these vines down!"

Someone stared at Jing Yao with bloodshot eyes, their sword hovering over the vines Jing Yao was using to stabilize her body.

Jing Yao sneered, untied the vines wrapped around her waist, and walked deeper into the swamp. Everyone could only watch helplessly as Jing Yao sank in.

She would accept it if she died in the swamp, but if she didn't, it meant she deserved it.

A quarter of an hour passed, and Jing Yao had only her head sticking out of the water. She took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and burrowed into the swamp.

As a result, she found herself losing control of her body and falling rapidly as soon as she crawled inside. Only then did she understand the purpose of the vines.

Jing Yao gritted her teeth and tried to use her spiritual power to control her balance, but unexpectedly, she still couldn't use her spiritual power. She gritted her teeth and swung the whip in her hand to hook onto a dead tree on the edge of the cliff.

Looking down at the bottomless cliff, Jing Yao carefully climbed up the withered tree. She looked up with a troubled expression; how to climb up the cliff had become a problem again.

While Jing Yao was figuring out how to get up, Su Xue'er seemed to be deep in thought as she picked up the vines that had been thrown onto the swamp.

"The vine is only corroded on the outside; it seems to be able to secrete sap."

Cheng Pei took it, gritting his teeth, "No wonder she went down so easily. How dare someone with such a vicious mind and no team spirit step into the Starry Sky Immortal Sect?"

"Alright, now's not the time. Let's collect the vines, extract the sap, and go down and take a look."

Su Xue'er impatiently stopped Cheng Pei from speaking, feeling displeased. She thought that Jing Yao thought he could cultivate immortality just because he got first place, relying on his little bit of cleverness.

But these people forgot that Jing Yao did share her conjectures, but she was met with ridicule and sarcasm. Why should they expect others to continue sharing their discoveries without any reservations?

With a direction, the group moved much faster. All the vines on the surrounding trees were picked and piled up into a small mountain. Su Xue'er didn't move, just watched them extract the juice.

After learning how to roast rabbits, Zhu Ji roasted one for Mingyue and one for herself. "I told you, without the vines, she wouldn't be able to climb back up from this dead tree that fell off the cliff."

"She will go up."

Mingyue spoke with certainty, but her eyes never left the rabbit in her hand.

That brat! If she gets distracted even for a second, the food in her hand will be gone. She'll be dragged out and beaten sooner or later.

The "Black Mist" stared at Mingyue with deep resentment, with three or four half-eaten rabbits beside her.

She wouldn't allow such disgusting food!

Jing Yao stepped on a dead tree branch, observed the shape of the cliff, and decisively swung the whip in her hand to hook onto a small protruding hill. She tugged at the rope to make sure she wouldn't fall, then let go and jumped over.

Her body swayed precariously in mid-air, looking extremely dangerous. Jing Yao gripped the whip tightly and struggled to climb upwards. When she touched a rock, she quickly stepped onto it.

Following in her footsteps, Jing Yao climbed to the top of the cliff without any major incidents, panting heavily and feeling extremely weak in the arms and legs.