Murong Zheng's reddish-brown eyes met Gong Mingyue's deep gaze; "I will not let her be in danger."

With a crisp "poof" sound, Ji Jiuying was overjoyed; it was done.

Ten in total.

The blood-red pill exuded an eerie aura, and Ji Jiuying placed it in a prepared bottle.

Ji Jiuying handed the pills to Murong Zheng, "Here you go, there are ten pills inside. Taking one will sustain you for three months. After you finish taking all ten, you will be able to control your form and won't have to worry about other people's strange looks anymore."

Upon hearing this, Murong Zheng's hands trembled slightly with excitement as he took the pills. Although it was a small bottle of pills, it felt as heavy as a thousand pounds, making it hard for him to breathe.

"Thanks."

"You're welcome. You helped me too, didn't you?"

Ji Jiuying's lips curled up, and her smile spread into her eyes. In an instant, it seemed that the most beautiful things in the world paled in comparison to her.

Murong Zheng's eyes darkened.

Suddenly, the surrounding barrier disappeared, restoring the original appearance of the Monster Forest.

Gong Mingyue's face was gloomy, a hint of impatience flashing in his eyes, and his voice was cold and ruthless: "You can get out now."

Murong Zheng frowned, glanced at him, and cupped his hands in farewell to Ji Jiuying, "Farewell, until we meet again."

Ji Jiuying nodded slightly, and Murong Zheng turned around, his figure quickly disappearing into the Demon Beast Forest.

Suddenly, she fell into an embrace. Gong Mingyue lifted her face with his hand and looked her in the eye. "What? Jiu'er is reluctant to part with you?"

Ji Jiuying raised an eyebrow, met his somewhat cold eyes, and smiled, saying, "What's wrong? You seem very jealous."

Gong Mingyue lowered his head and gently pecked her lips. "I really want to hide Jiu'er away..."

What seemed like an unintentional remark was actually a thought deep within Gong Mingyue's heart that even he himself had never realized.

"Mother, come in quickly! Little Huang'er is about to die."

A shout came from her mind, and Ji Jiuying pulled Gong Ming into the Cloud Butterfly Dream. What came into view was a three-year-old child clinging tightly to Xiao Huang'er's leg, her lips twitching slightly.

What's going on?

When she saw Ji Jiuying arrive, Xiao Huang'er was both angry and furious. Looking at the person who was like a leech that she couldn't shake off, she said urgently, "Mother, quickly make him let go of Xiao Huang'er."

Gong Mingyue raised an eyebrow. The Xuanwu has been born?

In my memory, Xuanwu was calm, brave, and sacred. Why does this Xuanwu look a bit simple-minded?

Seemingly sensing his gaze, Xuanming's body trembled slightly, and he loosened his grip on Xiaohuang'er's hand. Xiaohuang'er took the opportunity to run behind Hei Xiangling and hide.

Ji Jiuying glanced helplessly at Gong Mingyue. Some people are indeed born with the aura of a king. Just by standing there without moving, they can make others tremble with fear. She stepped forward to stand next to Xuanming.

They seemed not to understand why Xuanming could transform into a physical form so quickly.

"Xuanming?"

Gong Mingyue frowned slightly upon hearing the name of this simpleton.

"Master, Xuanming is here."

Xuanming sat on the ground, his bright eyes wide open, looking at Ji Jiuying with a somewhat innocent expression. His white hair was tied up high, his face was fair and clean, and he exuded an air of nobility, making him look like a young master.

Why are you so attached to Xiao Huang'er?

"Xuanming is afraid."

As Xuanming spoke, his eyes kept glancing at Hei Xiangling. The suppression from her bloodline made his soul tremble uncontrollably, especially since every time she looked at him, it seemed as if she wanted to devour him.

Ji Jiuying sighed, "Little Xuanming, don't be afraid. Your master is here and won't eat you."

Xuanming then nodded.

In the Demon Beast Forest, a sudden gale arose, and a flame appeared from the void. A stunningly beautiful female general rode a spirit beast out of the flame. Her long hair, tied with a purple scarf, danced wildly. Her brows and eyes were sharp and heroic, and she was as cold as the mistress of the Glass Palace, exuding a murderous aura. Her red and black brocade robe accentuated her lightness and grace, and her heroic figure riding the spirit beast added a touch of dashingness to her.

Shadowmoon, who was not far away, glanced at Light Spirit, who was fighting with Bursting Bear, and then scooped her up in a flash and disappeared from the spot.

Bursting Bear: ?

What flashed by?

Yin Han soared into the air and landed in front of the woman.

"Ziyu, what brings you here?"

Yin Han raised an eyebrow, looking at Zi Yu who had suddenly appeared here with surprise. Wasn't she supposed to be monitoring Xin Yao? Could something have happened?

The woman who suddenly appeared was Zi Yu, the only female bodyguard under Gong Mingyue.

"Yin Han, where is the master?"

With a dashing leap, Zi Yu caused the spirit beast to vanish instantly amidst the flames.

"I haven't seen Sister Ziyu for many days, I really miss her~" Yin Han showed a smug expression, Ziyu glared at him, but Yin Han didn't care.

"Yin Han, I think you deserve a beating."

As Ziyu was about to step forward, Yingyue appeared in mid-air with a light and graceful presence.

Qingling staggered a couple of steps, steadied herself, and stared blankly at Yingyue. Just as she was about to speak, she noticed the two people in front of her staring at them with wide eyes.

Yin Han: He's stubborn as a mule, but his actions are more mature than his words.

Zi Yu: Oh ho, what's going on here? It's one thing for the master to be like this, but why is Ying Yue also blooming like an iron tree?

I'm sorry, but I can't leave you there alone for your safety.

The sound of Yingyue's voice echoing in her mind brought her back to reality. Just as she was about to say it was alright, Yingyue had already walked away.

"Purple Rain?"

"How did you get here? What happened?"

Yingyue looked indifferently at the person staring at him and asked.

Zi Yu glanced at Qing Ling behind him, and Ying Yue instantly understood her meaning, saying, "She is someone close to the mistress."

As soon as the words were spoken, a powerful pressure emanated from the air, causing the group to tense up.

The newcomer was tall and imposing, dressed in black. His features were both demonic and otherworldly, and he was incredibly handsome. His deep eyes were like the frost of winter. He held a beautiful woman in red in his arms. Her face was bright and charming, and the blood-red lotus between her brows added a touch of bewitching allure. She was both flamboyant and unrestrained. Her long, straight black hair was draped over her back and casually tied with a red rope, dancing in the wind.

One was pure black, the other unrestrained red. Their appearances were like ethereal gods descended to earth, or bewitching enchantresses. Standing together, even the most beautiful things in the world seemed to pale in comparison.

The group was stunned for a moment; the two were a perfect match.

Having heard Yin Han and the others talk about their mistress so many times, Zi Yu finally met her. She couldn't help but sigh in her heart. She never thought there would be someone so well-matched with her mistress. Her appearance completely surpassed that of Fairy Xin Yao.

Thinking of Xin Yao, Zi Yu's expression turned slightly cold.

"Miss!"

Qingling snapped out of her daze and called out softly.

"Qingling, are you alright?" Ji Jiuying broke free from the large hand around her waist, came to Qingling's side, and asked with concern.