"I'll go get Sister Bai right now! She'll definitely have a way to heal your injuries!"

After speaking, Milk Tea, now transformed into a "big" loli, didn't wait for Shen Yunhao's response and trotted out of the room with her short legs.

Watching the milk tea's disappearing figure, Shen Yunhao's last trace of uncertainty vanished.

He relaxed his body again, looked at the antique-style room, and let out a long sigh of relief.

"So it really is the Demon Emperor's Palace..."

"I closed my eyes and opened them again... and they actually took me all the way to Lizhou..."

After waiting for a while, instead of the familiar smelly fox, a small head with pigtails and wearing a green dress poked in.

A pair of clear, bright eyes darted around and instantly locked onto Shen Yunhao, who had already opened his eyes.

"Brother Yunhao!"

The little girl cried out in surprise and skipped in like a happy little deer. She ran to the bedside and was about to pounce on him as usual, but she suddenly stopped. Her small nostrils twitched slightly, as if she sensed Shen Yunhao's weakness. The smile on her face was immediately replaced by worry.

"Brother Shen Yunhao, how...how are you feeling now? Does it still hurt?"

Compared to a certain carefree fat cat who can forget everything as long as there are dried fish, Qing Teng is undoubtedly more considerate.

Seeing this emerald green face, exactly like Mo Yan's, yet full of life and vitality, Shen Yunhao felt a warmth rise in his heart.

He forced a smile, a slightly pale but gentle one, his voice still low and hoarse: "Qing Teng... it's been a long time..."

Upon hearing that familiar call, the girl's eyes lit up instantly. She obediently walked to the bedside and sat down, extending her two delicate, fair hands, which carried a faint, sweet scent, and gently grasped Shen Yunhao's hand placed beside her.

"Brother Yunhao, I'm doing very well here with...that cat, and Sister Bai is treating us very well too!"

Qing Teng couldn't wait to share her recent situation, but when she mentioned milk tea, she still habitually pursed her lips, showing a little disdain.

"That stinky fox... I'm glad he didn't bully you..." Shen Yunhao took a breath, feeling that he had regained some strength, but he was still weak. After a pause, he asked again, "Is this... the Demon Emperor's Palace?"

Qing Teng nodded vigorously, "Yes! This is the side hall where Sister Bai lives. It's very quiet. Usually, apart from the maids who serve her, no outsiders come to disturb her."

Shen Yunhao recalled the last moments before losing consciousness, his brows furrowing slightly: "I remember... I was ambushed by Guimu and swallowed by his body... Was it the demon race who rescued me?"

"Yes!" Qing Teng nodded immediately, her tone tinged with emotion. "According to Sister Bai, when she learned of your situation, she knew that sending ordinary experts would be too late, and she wasn't confident she could save you from that wicked old man. It took a lot of effort to finally persuade her uncle to take action himself!"

Shen Yunhao's expression softened, a complex emotion welling up inside him. "That sly fox... she's actually quite reliable in crucial moments. It wasn't for nothing that I spoiled her; she's actually been somewhat useful after all. Even her uncle was asked to help..."

Halfway through his sentence, Shen Yunhao abruptly stopped, frozen in place for several seconds, his mind suddenly exploding!

"Wait, wait! Qing Teng! You just said... that stinky fox's uncle? You mean... that the Demon Emperor... Ye Wushang, personally saved me?"

Qing Teng blinked. "Yes, it's the Demon Emperor!"

Holy crap!!!

Shen Yunhao, with a sudden burst of strength, abruptly sat up in bed. "The Demon Emperor?! It really was the Demon Emperor himself?! Is it true... cough cough cough! cough cough cough!!!"

The intense emotional fluctuations and actions caused him to cough violently, his face turning completely red.

Qing Teng was startled by what she saw. She hurriedly stood up and patted his back anxiously to help him catch his breath. She said anxiously, "Brother Shen Yunhao, don't get agitated! Lie down quickly!"

Shen Yunhao coughed for a while before he could catch his breath. Leaning against the headboard, his expression was a complex mix of emotions, finally culminating in a long, somewhat absurd sigh:

"Now I'm really famous... I even got personally rescued by the Demon Emperor... Sigh! I wanted to keep a low profile, but my strength wouldn't allow it..."

Qing Teng: "..."

Shen Yunhao lay back down on the bed, staring at the bed board above him, which was carved with strange demon totems, his eyes somewhat unfocused.

"So... I owe that stinky fox a huge favor again..."

He muttered to himself, "The Demon Emperor's favor... this is not something easy to repay..."

Noticing that the girl beside him suddenly pouted and didn't say anything, Shen Yunhao couldn't help but chuckle. He laboriously raised his right hand and gently pinched her smooth and delicate little face.

"Alright, don't worry, I'm tough as nails." He changed the subject and asked, "Did the Demon Emperor bring me here personally? How long have I been unconscious?"

Qing Teng supported Shen Yunhao's raised hand, wrapped it with her own small hand, and obediently replied, "Brother Yunhao has been in a coma for more than a month."

"Holy crap! More than a month?! That long?!"

Shen Yunhao was slightly startled, not expecting his sleep to be so long. He hurriedly asked, "What happened after that? Did the Tai Xuan Dao Sect and the Guang Han Palace fight? And what about the Bai He Temple? How did they handle it?"

Qing Teng tilted his head and thought for a moment, then began to explain:

"The Guanghan Palace and the Taixuan Dao Sect didn't actually fight. According to the news from outside, Palace Master Shangguan and Daoist Tianyuan had a brief clash outside Wanren City. It seems... it seems Palace Master Shangguan gained a slight advantage, and then Daoist Tianyuan left with his men. There was no full-scale conflict. As for the Baihe Temple..."

The girl paused, her voice slightly lower, "Baihe Temple is gone."

"puff--"

Shen Yunhao nearly sat up in shock again, exclaiming, "Gone?! What do you mean? They were wiped out?!"

Qing Teng nodded and confirmed, "Not long after Tian Yuan Dao Ren returned, he announced that he would thoroughly investigate Bai He Guan."

Claiming to the outside world that they had indeed uncovered many Blood Sect spies, and given that Abbot Meng Qidong was already dead, Tianyuan Daoist directly issued the order to 'annihilate the sect'.

The Blood Sect's spies and many high-ranking members of the White Crane Temple who were exposed were either killed on the spot or captured and imprisoned by the Tai Xuan Dao Sect.

The White Crane Temple now seems to have its gates sealed off, and its disciples have either scattered or been arrested; it has completely ceased to exist…

Shen Yunhao gasped, feeling a chill run down his spine.

"If I remember correctly... this should be the first time a formal sect has been directly expelled since the last war between good and evil... This old dog Tianyuan... is he serious? Why is he being so ruthless?!"

While this swift and decisive approach may have been intended to clean house and sever ties, its ruthlessness and decisiveness are still chilling.

It was as if it was telling the world that the Tai Xuan Dao Sect was still the unchallenged leader of the righteous path, and any act of colluding with the demonic sect would pay the heaviest price!