Having obtained the Pangu Sword, Shushu had essentially obtained the core and control of the Qiyuan Secret Realm. She didn't need to do anything extra; the entire secret realm was already under her control.

Shushu first quickly inspected the secret realm to confirm that there were no major problems. Then, after sending a message to Liu Yu and the others outside, he directly closed the entrance to the secret realm.

Next, all she had to do was capture the fake immortal artifact and Hu Ling's clone, and kill them.

The two figures were easy to spot. Perhaps the buzzing of the Pangu Sword had startled them, making them realize that something was wrong. Now, they were both rushing towards the exit as if by unspoken agreement.

Upon seeing this, Shushu quickly put the Three Lives Grass into his pocket and explained the situation to Lu Li.

Then, she took his hand, preparing to teleport Lu Li to the exit and wait for him to come to her.

Almost the instant her hand touched Lu Li's, everything from the second layer of the dream came crashing down like a tidal wave.

Thinking of the pain of unrequited love, and the thought that Lu Li might actually find someone else to be his Daoist partner in the future, Shushu's heart trembled violently.

Her hands tightened involuntarily, as if she could hold Lu Li firmly in her grasp.

Wait, hold on tight, something flashed through Shushu's mind.

She was an extremely intelligent person. She grasped the key point and, after a moment's thought, immediately understood her own feelings. She no longer wanted to be just Lu Li's junior sister; she wanted to be his intimate Daoist partner.

Recalling everything Lu Li had done recently, Shushu realized that Lu Li wasn't completely oblivious to her feelings before, but now that she understood everything and remembered those details, she immediately understood that Lu Li wasn't entirely indifferent to her.

Therefore, it wasn't a one-sided affair; their feelings were mutual.

This answer made the potato so happy that it couldn't help but break into a big smile.

Turning her head, she met Lu Li's concerned and inquiring gaze. Looking at her reflection in his eyes, a rare blush appeared on Shushu's face, and her heart began to race uncontrollably.

However, now is not the time to talk about these things. The most urgent task is to deal with the pseudo-immortal artifact and the clone of the Great Demon Hu Ling.

So, she temporarily suppressed the excitement that had just arisen in Shushu.

Forcing himself to look away, without saying much, he led Lu Li and began to teleport towards the exit of the secret realm.

In her nervousness, she didn't notice that the moment she awkwardly and shyly looked away, Lu Li beside her was first shocked, then understood, and finally his lips curled up, his whole being radiating a joyful emotion.

Staring at the two hands clasped tightly, the curve of Lu Li's lips became more and more pronounced, and his eyes were so tender they seemed to melt with affection.

Meanwhile, he was secretly planning to find an opportunity as soon as possible to express his feelings to Shushu.

He knew very well that his sweetheart was straightforward and disliked beating around the bush. Once she was sure she liked him, she would definitely act very quickly.

As the one who fell in love first, and also her senior brother, it was natural for him to be the one to confess first.

Thinking this, Lu Li wished he could start preparing right now, but unfortunately, the timing wasn't right, and there were still two guys who would ruin his plans that he needed to deal with.

Thinking of those two eyesores, a cold glint flashed in Lu Li's eyes. He would definitely teach them a lesson later.

At the same time, Hu Ling's split soul, who was still desperately rushing out, suddenly felt a chill down his back and shivered violently without warning, his soul even becoming ethereal for a moment.

The blue-clad figure, who was being carried along by the pseudo-immortal artifact, was startled and looked over with some concern: "My lord, are you alright?"

Hu Ling's divided soul solidified again. After carefully sensing it and finding nothing unusual, he waved his hand dismissively, "It's nothing, let's leave as soon as possible."

After saying that, he increased his speed by a large margin and shot off into the distance.

Seeing this, the pseudo-immortal artifact, though unable to speak, increased its speed considerably and caught up.

Two figures, one in black and one in white, transformed into streaks of light that streaked across the sky, rushing swiftly toward the exit.

Along the way, they encountered many cultivators who were entering, and they looked at those cultivators who were surrounded by spiritual energy.

Whether it was Hu Ling's divided soul or the blue-clothed figure, their eyes were filled with regret, for these were all excellent nourishment.

If the current situation weren't so unfavorable to them, and if they were given more time, they would definitely be able to defeat them one by one and devour their fortune and flesh.

With these nutrients, even a small portion of the injuries on their master, Immortal Venerable Huaiyu, could be healed; and much of the damage to Huling caused by the successive destruction of his divided spirit could also be repaired.

Unfortunately, they didn't expect that the inheritance of the Qi Yuan Secret Realm would be the Pangu Sword, which is definitely their natural enemy.

Unable to confront the Pangu Sword head-on, they could only leave this place as soon as possible.

After much planning and careful calculation, Hu Ling's divided soul was filled with frustration at the near failure of his plan.

He couldn't help but feel annoyed at Lan Qian, the one who made the suggestion and carried it out. He resented her for choosing the Qi Yuan Secret Realm without investigating properly, causing everyone to work for nothing.

And so, along the way, with each group of cultivators they passed, Hu Ling's divided soul's anger towards Lan Qian increased by one point.

As he passed by the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, feeling the overwhelming power of their presence, he was filled with hatred so intense that his eyes turned red and his teeth ground together.

He managed to suppress his craving for flesh and blood, but the pseudo-immortal artifact beside him had already gone out of control.

Seeing that it was about to fly down and devour the luck of those people, Hu Ling knew that now was not the time, so he could only go up and grab it, saying in a cold tone: "If you want to die, then go."

Perhaps his clenched teeth were somewhat frightening, for upon hearing this, the pseudo-immortal artifact instantly became obedient and dared not cause any more trouble.

Shaking itself off, without needing Hu Ling's divided soul to say another word, it huffed and puffed and set off again, though the aura it exuded was clearly filled with resentment.

Hu Ling's divided soul naturally sensed it as well, but he had no intention of paying attention to it.

He glanced longingly at the disciples of the Sword Sect from afar, swallowed hard, and then chased after the pseudo-immortal artifact without looking back.

Finally, after traveling non-stop for another day and night, they successfully arrived near the exit.

Looking at the exit that was so close at hand, Hu Ling's divided soul, whose face had been dark the whole way, finally showed a rare hint of a smile.

After briefly sensing his surroundings and finding nothing unusual, he happily led the way towards the exit.

He thought he would be able to leave this wretched secret realm soon, but unexpectedly, he bumped into something and made a loud bang.

Hu Ling's divided soul felt dizzy and was about to curse when a sharp whooshing sound came from behind him.