"The result is certain, I made the right bet!!"

In an instant, Yun Sining felt as if she had seen the dawn in the darkness.

She forced herself to stay calm, and her brain started working at lightning speed again.

"Senior sister can be saved; prophecy is not the same as truth."

"That ancient scroll is real. As long as we find the place marked on it, there is a very high chance that my senior sister can survive."

"No, no, no, we can't be so sure."

Yun Si Ning frowned again.

"I can only say that those powers can greatly help Senior Sister, but..."

In any case, compared to before, Yun Sining now has a clear direction.

I'm going to visit my senior tomorrow, and I'll go with her.

But she turned her head to look at the sky outside the window, which was gradually brightening, and pursed her lips.

No, time is of the essence. My senior sister shouldn't be sleeping. I need to go find her right now!

As she thought about it, she picked up her clothes, tied her long hair up with a hairpin, and then hurriedly walked towards the door.

…… ……

Meanwhile, on another part of Qingmu Peak, inside Qingyu's cultivation room.

She looked at the dozen or so pages of ancient scroll in her hand, a slight ripple flickering in her usually calm eyes, and a blush rising on her fair neck.

Unlike the three pages she had shown Yun Si Ning before, these ancient scrolls in her hands this time had no text, only vivid paintings.

Watching the figures move, Qingyu felt her body temperature rising higher and higher.

"What kind of cultivation technique did Senior Si Yiqi create herself...?"