What did Master Qingyu see in Chapter 50?

The Grand Elder placed a barrier around the camphor forest.

However, Qingyu Zhenren was not called Zhenren for nothing. With a flick of his wide sleeves, he broke the barrier and stepped into the misty camphor forest.

"Master, this place is very strange."

As soon as they entered the camphor forest, everyone felt that it was eerie and devoid of any life.

Lu Ziting, who was leading the charge, drew his twin swords and cautiously looked around.

Master Qingyu remained indifferent, saying, "A mere trick, nothing to fear."

Hearing this, Ye Li, who was following them, twitched her lips slightly. Qingyu Zhenren was indeed as aloof as ever.

But this time, she genuinely hoped he could be as fearless as he claimed. After all, more than finding her body, she wanted them to kill the masked man.

For her, and for the revenge of those innocent fellow disciples who died tragically.

Just like the Grand Elder last time, Master Qingyu and his group quickly got lost in the misty camphor forest.

Wen Yao pointed to a broken tree by the roadside, "Master, we're back again."

Master Qingyu's superior demeanor wavered, revealing a hint of anger. How could he, with his late-stage Nascent Soul cultivation, fall victim to such a low-level spell?

He shouted sternly, "Who dares to play tricks here? I am here, so show yourself at once!"

The oppressive force was overwhelming, briefly dispersing some of the surrounding fog, but it quickly returned. Moreover, it intensified, obscuring even the path ahead.

Mo Hannian was forced back two steps by the thick fog. "Master, there's no way out."

Master Qingyu looked displeased. Was he going to return empty-handed? Where was his authority then?

Just as everyone was trapped, suddenly, a gap appeared in the mist, and a faint light shone through, as if guiding them.

Just as Master Qingyu was about to step forward, Wen Yao stopped him, saying, "Master, be careful, it might be a trap."

Ye Li withdrew her guiding spiritual power; she had already indicated the direction, and now it was up to Qingyu Zhenren and the others to see if they dared to proceed.

Lu Ziting felt a chill run down his spine as soon as he entered. At this moment, he forced himself to remain calm and said, "What if Ye Li and the evil spirits deliberately set a trap for us to assassinate our master? Otherwise, let's retreat first and then discuss this further."

"No need."

Master Qingyu stood with his hands behind his back. "As a Master of the Heavenly Gate Sect, how could I fear such petty tricks? I am here today to cleanse the sect, and I will not rest until I find that wicked creature!"

Seeing Qingyu Zhenren resolutely enter the mist, Ye Li felt only irony.

She has been missing for so long, and even after her inner core was dug out and her fate was unknown, Master Qingyu refused to set foot here.

Now that she is accused of "colluding with evil spirits," he has immediately come to interrogate her.

He probably feared that if news of his disciples going astray got out, it would damage his reputation as Master Qingyu.

Ye Li gave a self-deprecating laugh. So, her life was not even as good as those empty titles.

She used to think that Master Qingyu was an immortal being, having shed all emotions and desires, so it was normal for him to be indifferent to her.

But if he has truly shed all emotions and desires, why would he care so much about his reputation?

Ultimately, it's just that she wasn't worth it.

She wasn't worth his time to preach and teach, and even if she were dead, she wasn't worth his time to collect her body.

...

For the rest of the journey, when they lost their way, Ye Li used the same method to guide them.

Soon, they arrived near the cave.

Suddenly, Master Qingyu raised his hand, and Lu Ziting and the other two stopped.

"Master?"

Master Qingyu's gaze was deep.

He reached the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm at the age of five hundred, a feat unparalleled in the entire cultivation world.

The Nascent Soul Realm is extremely rare, and coupled with the fact that he cultivates a superior immortal technique like Ten Thousand Lotuses Paying Homage to the Ancestor, he has few rivals.

At this moment, he sensed a long-lost danger, as if something terrible was silently brewing.

"Master! There's a cave ahead!"

Mo Hannian pointed to the cave entrance ahead.

Wen Yao's pupils dilated, and he quickly went over. Upon discovering the cave entrance, he immediately remembered that Sun Yun had also mentioned this cave in the Mist Camphor Forest.

Perhaps he wasn't lying?

If that's the case, could it really be Su Ying'er who injured Bai Xiaosheng?!

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Meanwhile, underground.

Huang Guang hurried down, his steps unsteady.

"My Lord, something terrible has happened! True Immortal Qingyu has arrived with several disciples!"

The masked man slowly turned his head, his tone sinister, "How did they find this place?"

Huang Guang also found it strange, "Yes, even the Grand Elder and his group couldn't find the entrance, so how did they get in?"

Hearing voices coming from the stairs, Huang Guang suggested, "Why don't you take cover for a while?"

"I will not abandon Li'er."

The masked man stared at the lifeless woman on the altar, his mask unable to conceal his madness.

He stroked her cold, bluish face. "In another half hour, once she has drunk enough blood, she will come back to life. I want to see her wake up with my own eyes."

Huang Guang shuddered at the frenzied voice, then paused, "What about Master Qingyu and his party?"

Mentioning the others, the masked man's voice suddenly turned cold, "Since they dare to come, then let them never leave."

-

"Master, are we really going down there?"

On the ground, seeing Master Qingyu walking down, Lu Ziting hesitated for a moment, "Why don't we go back and find the Grand Elder and the other elders to come together?"

Master Qingyu gave him a cold look. "How many more people do you want to know that my Lotus Sect has produced such a traitor who colludes with evil spirits?"

Lu Ziting immediately lowered his head, "This disciple has misspoke, Master, please calm your anger."

Master Qingyu stopped looking at him and went down the steps on his own.

Lu Ziting hesitated for a moment, then followed.

Wen Yao stopped Mo Hannian, who wanted to go down with him, saying, "Xiao Wu, why don't you stay up here and keep watch? If anything happens, you can report back to the sect leader in time."

"No!"

Mo Hannian gritted his teeth, "I will personally kill Ye Li to avenge the Gu poison I suffered!"

Wen Yao sighed helplessly, "There are still some doubts about that matter, Ah Li, she..."

"The evidence is conclusive, what doubts remain? I think it's because Third Senior Brother is blinded by lust! He insists on listening to that despicable person, and instead, he's suspicious of Junior Sister at every turn!"

Mo Hannian now hated Ye Li to the core and wouldn't listen to any advice. He said hatefully, "When you see that witch with your own eyes, you'll know what a despicable person she is!"

He didn't believe Ye Li was dead and couldn't wait to expose her hypocritical mask!

Ye Li was equally looking forward to this.

I wonder how they'll react when they see her, whom they call a "colluder with evil," dead.

This wasn't the first time Ye Li had descended into this cave, but the bone-chilling cold that seemed to cling to her back still made her involuntarily slow her pace.

They hadn't gone down a few steps when they realized the opening above them was no longer visible, as if they had been buried alive underground.

Master Qingyu scoffed coldly, "Playing tricks."

With that, he flicked his finger, and a giant fire lotus illuminated the cave, turning the night as bright as day.

The next second, a look of astonishment appeared on Qingyu Zhenren's indifferent face.

"Ah Li?"