After a long internal discussion, the two, seemingly blessed by fate, finally realized that there was another sect leader on their side. How incredibly rude of them!

"Please forgive us, Sect Leader, we have lost our composure."

"It's alright. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth has been depleted, and the path of cultivators has been blocked. That place is the only hope and a way to survive, but it is also fraught with danger. Over the past few hundred years, only about 20% of people have survived. The rest have all died inside. I don't know the specifics of what it's like inside."

Because those who choose to enter the Lost Land mean that, besides waiting to die on the spot, they can only be teleported through the portal. The two of them have personally experienced what it's like inside the portal. It's practically a nine-out-of-ten chance of death for those below the Nascent Soul stage; Nascent Soul cultivators are even luckier. Deity Transformation cultivators are guaranteed not to die. As for Golden Core and Foundation Establishment cultivators, unless they have incredibly good luck, their physical bodies will definitely collapse and their souls will dissipate.

They couldn't say these words aloud, but they could remind the sect leader: "In the cultivation world, strength is paramount. We suspect that so many people died because they weren't strong enough. If anyone from the Dao Yuan Sect wants to go to another world this time, the two of us can protect them. This isn't a condition."

"Thank you both for your kindness." The sect leader bowed deeply to Ye Xiruo and Xiu Qiyu.

"Sect Leader, there's no need to be so polite. You have a month to carefully consider which condition you prefer. We will come to bother you again after a month."

Ye Xiruo and Xiu Qiyu bid farewell to the sect leader, and the young Taoist insisted on escorting them down the mountain.

"I will never forget the life-saving grace of the two seniors."

"Don't mind it. It's fate that we met you. Thanks to you, we were able to find our way home. Otherwise, we would still be wandering in the vast Kunlun Mountains."

The young Taoist priest was actually a top-grade water spirit, no wonder he looked so fresh and plump, like a steamed bun. Such a genius would be sought after by all the major sects in the Taiyan Continent, but on Earth, he would only be buried and might only have a few hundred years of life left.

Do you want to leave here?

The young Taoist priest shook his head: "No, the mountain is fine. Wuwang has no intention of going down the mountain and entering the world."

"What I mean is to leave Earth and go to a place described in ancient books where spiritual herbs abound, spiritual energy is abundant, and the lineage of cultivation techniques has not been interrupted."

"But my master and senior brother are still here."

"It's alright, tell me your answer in a month." Before leaving, Ye Xiruo gave Wuwang a bottle of healing pills. One pill a day would heal his injuries within half a month.

"Does Xiao Yezi want to put them in the space?" Xiu Qiyu strongly disagreed. The space must not be exposed. Once exposed, he and Xiao Yezi would face endless pursuit from experts throughout the entire Taiyan Continent.

"The Lost Land cannot be entered by anyone but those with the right destiny, so Brother Xiu Qi, don't worry."

"What if?"

"In that case, the only option is to erase his memory."

With only a month left, the two still had a lot to do. They definitely needed to deal with the mess at Fengshen International, and they also had to say goodbye to Qingshui Village. Her parents' revenge had been avenged, and she could finally see her grandparents.

Wu Wang was greatly shocked and ran back to find his master in a daze.

Wu Wang's master is the Grand Elder of the Dao Yuan Sect, a top expert in the late Golden Core stage among the six major cultivation sects. He is five hundred years old this year, and his greatest wish is for Wu Wang to leave and become a genius of the Great World. Wu Wang's talent is almost unbelievable. Staying on Earth would be a complete waste of his talent and his life.

Wu Wang was an orphan, taken in by Tai Shi, who raised him single-handedly and was Wu Wang's closest person. Wu Wang recounted how he was injured, saying that Ye Xiruo descended from the sky, stepping on a magnificent fan, and gave him some water. The water dissolved a magical elixir, and his external injuries were completely healed. Xiu Qiyu's terrifying nature was indescribable; he was an extremely dangerous person, his entire being like the flying sword beneath his feet—sharp and domineering.

"New talents emerge in every generation, but I am already old." According to Wu Wang's description, those two people probably had at least the Nascent Soul cultivation level, which is almost impossible on this continent.

Wu Wang took out the pill that Ye Xiruo had given him before she left: "This is what the senior gave me before she left. Take one pill a day."

Taishi poured out one pill, looked at it, and then put it back: "Little Wuwang, you must not tell anyone about this. This pill is a good thing. Take one a day and quickly get your body back in good shape."

"Yes, Master."

"You can leave with your two seniors a month from now."

"Master, don't you want me anymore?" Wu Wang's eyes immediately reddened, looking like a little rabbit, which was very cute.

Taishi Ci lovingly patted Wuwang's head: "How could your master not want you? After you go out, you will be able to see a wider world, cultivate to the level of the two seniors, have a longer lifespan, and find a more suitable master. Isn't that good?"

"Of course it's bad! Wuwang only has one master, master!" Wuwang hugged Taishi's leg and cried bitterly.

"Little Wuwang, listen to your master. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, a chance for you. Originally, I was willing to risk my old life to send you out this time." Although Taishi had long realized that even at the cost of his life, Wuwang might not be safe, he had no time to choose. Cultivation must begin early; in thirty years, Wuwang's exceptional talent would be wasted, and even if he went to the outside world, he would find it difficult to achieve great things.

"Master, please go with Wuwang." The little Taoist priest's eyes were blurry with tears, and his cute baby face was almost scrunched up like a little bun.

"My master is getting old and just wants to spend the rest of his life here quietly."

"Master isn't old at all! Even if Master goes outside, he will definitely be able to break through and live even longer, and will always stay by Wuwang's side."

Tai Shi felt a pang of bitterness. That place was a dead end, especially without the protection of a high-level cultivator. It was already an incredible stroke of luck that Xiao Wuwang was being protected by these seniors. Even if those two were extraordinary, they couldn't protect many people; the weakest would inevitably be the first to be abandoned. Xiao Wuwang didn't understand any of this.

"Wu Wang, your master is waiting for you here. He'll wait until you've achieved success in your cultivation and come back to visit your master."