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Yiwu pursed her lips and was unwilling to turn back.
For the past few days, she still couldn't accept the fact that Jiufang Mingyuan looked exactly like Liuyu, and she didn't know how to face it. However, she had to consider the safety of her father, and Yiwu's personal abilities were limited, so she had to return to find Jiufang Mingyuan.
She twitched her wrist, but Jiufang Mingyuan didn't let go and used some force, squeezing her wrist so hard that it hurt.
A surge of inexplicable anger surged up. Yi Wu turned around, staring coldly into his eyes, and approached him step by step. "You are the one who has the secret, and you are the one who has the problem. Where do you get the confidence to question me so confidently?"
"You knew my identity, yet you forced me to fight when the immortals sent out their troops. When you saw me stab Liu Yu with a sword, did you feel happy? You clearly hated me to the core, yet you still said you loved me. How stupid must I be to believe your lies?"
She was so imposing that she forced Jiufang Mingyuan to retreat in fear, bumping into the couch and accidentally falling down.
Taking advantage of the other party's relaxation, Yi Wu pulled back her wrist, took two steps back, and turned her back to him.
Jiufang Mingyuan's heart was beating fast. For the first time, he experienced what it felt like to feel guilty and speechless.
Looking at the back, he calmed down, his throat tightening, and he managed to utter with difficulty: "That's not nonsense. Wait until I get the Yin-Yang Universe Pearl back, and you'll understand everything."
Yi Wu snorted and walked out, "Young Master, please do as you please. I have no interest in your secrets."
As soon as she walked out of the palace, she flew away and quickly disappeared into the night.
No matter what, we must take back our mother's soul and rescue our father today. We don't have time to argue here.
Jiufang Mingyuan came to his senses and gave chase.
The night was deep, and all was silent. The crescent moon was obscured by dark clouds, and the ground was dim and dark. Two figures, taking cover in the darkness, quietly approached Ji Ming.
The two of them were silent along the way, and put what had just happened behind them for the time being.
Yiwu was already quite familiar with the maze at the entrance and was about to enter when she was stopped by Jiufang Mingyuan.
"etc."
Jiufang Mingyuan formed seals with his hands and recited a mantra. A stream of demonic energy flew out from between his eyebrows and dissipated.
But in a moment, the howling of wolves and tigers, along with the sharp cries of roars, echoed from behind. Countless dark shadows swiftly moved through the trees and undergrowth, their bodies crashing through branches and leaves, making rustling sounds as they rapidly approached where they were.
Yi Wu frowned and turned back, wanting to see what he had summoned, but was pulled into the maze by Jiufang Mingyuan.
After walking a short distance, she keenly sensed that something was wrong and her eyes were fixed on Jiufang Mingyuan's feet.
Strangely enough, every step he took was in a safe place. He even knew where the traps were and how to avoid them. It was completely unlike his first time entering the maze...
Yi Wu calmly withdrew her gaze, and when she was about to pass through the maze, she transformed into a black crow, flapped her wings and flew away, with Jiufang Mingyuan following closely behind.
Two black crows flew out of the maze and flew all the way to the Queen Mother's bedroom. They landed on the glazed tiles and waited for the opportunity.
The next moment, the monsters summoned by Jiufang Mingyuan began to attack the maze. The roars of the monsters were so penetrating that they alarmed the immortals.
When Yi Wu heard the roar, she immediately understood and opened her mouth to say something, but in the end she didn't speak.
It's just a monster. The immortals should be able to deal with it.
Hearing the unusual noise, the immortals patrolling the periphery immediately went to check it out. After a while, they came back trotting to report.
"Your Majesty, the demon beasts are coming and attacking the maze."
"Where is Ling Hua? Go quickly to fight the enemy."
"War God Ling Hua and Fairy Chang Yao went out to search for the Qingguang Halberd and have not returned yet. The immortal soldiers were dispatched to destroy the Blood Demon Vine. With the current strength of Ji Ming, I'm afraid it will be difficult to resist."
"Call all the immortals and work together to solve this matter."
"yes!"
…
The constant roars of beasts alarmed almost all the immortals, and the Queen of Heaven also came out to check the situation.
She walked a few meters away, stopped, looked around, and then put up a ban outside the bedroom to prevent outsiders from entering. Only then did she feel relieved and left leisurely.
The Queen Mother was completely oblivious as two black crows flew down from the glazed tiles and sneaked into the bedroom.
Yiwu landed on the ground and turned into a human form. She immediately rushed to the place where she had seen the translucent vase last time, but the vase was nowhere to be seen.
"It's gone. I clearly put it here before..." Her breathing stagnated. She forced herself to stay calm and turned around to look around the hall.
She searched the cabinets, boxes, under the bed, and any place where something could be hidden, but she still couldn't find the bottle that was flashing with blue light. Yiwu seemed a little anxious.
Judging from the Queen Mother's cautious attitude, Shan Miao's soul should still be here.
Jiufang Mingyuan waved at her and said, "Give me two strands of hair."
Yi Wu didn't understand what was going on, so she reached out and plucked a few strands of hair from her head and handed them to him.
Jiufang Mingyuan twisted his fingertips, folded them together, and opened his palm again. The strands of hair transformed into thumb-sized silver butterflies, slowly flapping their wings in the air. He gently lifted his palm, and the butterflies fluttered and flew in all directions.
As expected, this should be a spell for finding things.
The silver butterflies flew around the hall for several times before finally sensing a faint breath and landing on a green plant half a person's height beside the couch.
Yi Wu walked over quickly and casually performed a Taoist magic.
The green plant gradually shifted, shrinking into a ball to reveal its true form. A square wooden box, containing the translucent vase she'd seen earlier, shimmered with a pale blue light. Just as she leaned over to take it, several sharp arrows shot out from the ground, swishing straight at her face.
Yi Wu's eyes suddenly widened, and she immediately turned over to avoid it.
With a few crisp "ding ding ding" sounds, Jiufang Mingyuan threw out silver needles in time and shot down those sharp arrows one by one.
As Yi Wu's feet landed on the ground, she heard a strange noise in the sky. She drew her sword and slashed upwards with force, then dodged to the side.
The fairy net fell and covered the place where she was just now. If she had not dodged in time, she would have been caught by it.
Yi Wu held her breath and waited for a moment. When there was no other movement around her, she bent down and quickly picked up the bottle.
As she turned around, the fingertips of her hands that touched the bottle felt extremely painful, as if they were pricked by countless sharp thorns. She almost couldn't hold the bottle and dropped it on the ground.
Yi Wu's face darkened, and she was in a terrible mood. She forced herself to walk a few steps away, put the vase on the ground, and looked down at her hands.
The palms and fingers of his hands were covered with countless blood holes, and black blood was flowing out. It was obvious that he had been poisoned.
"It's a trick, a sharp arrow, a magic net, and the bottle is coated with poison. It's really painstaking..." Yi Wu sneered in anger, and her eyes went dark.
She shook her head, trying to stay awake, but her legs became weak and she fell to the ground uncontrollably.
Jiufang Mingyuan dodged in time to catch her, letting Yiwu lean on his shoulder. He frowned unconsciously, "Let's retreat first. You've been poisoned."
"No," Yi Wu reached out and grabbed his collar, her voice very weak, "We've already triggered the mechanism. If Feng Qi finds anything unusual, it won't be so easy to save Father God."
"The Immortal Prison is in the northwest corner. Take my mother's soul and leave quickly."
Her words made sense, and they had to be carried out. Jiufang Mingyuan could only put away the vase, cast a spell to create an identical green plant, and restore everything in the hall to its original state before leaving with Yiwu on his back.
The demon beasts came with such force that they broke through the seal and rushed in, running rampant. The immortals were outnumbered and fell into chaos.
When Jiufang Mingyuan arrived at the Immortal Prison, the jailer was busy dealing with monsters and had no time to take care of other things. He sneaked in easily and successfully found the God of Wind.
Hearing the voice, Fengshen opened his eyes, surprise flashing in his eyes, "Jiufang Mingyuan? How could you..."
Jiufang Mingyuan swung his sword to break the lock, kicked the prison door open, and put Yiwu down.
Yi Wu grabbed his arm, barely able to stand, looked up at the Wind God, and directly explained her purpose, "Jun Lin threatened me with my mother's soul and your life. If you still recognize me as your daughter, leave here now. If you insist on staying here..."
"You are indeed Guiyun. Why are you with Jiufang Mingyuan?" The Wind God stared at her hands with an unhappy look on his face. "Have you forgotten your identity and are willing to go along with the demons?"
At such a critical moment, what he cared about most was this kind of thing. Yi Wu felt a chill in her heart.
Her blood was boiling, and her throat tasted fishy and sweet, but she forced herself to swallow it.
Yi Wu let go of Jiufang Mingyuan and dragged herself forward step by step. "Father God, how do you think I was thrown out of the underworld all by myself and survived to this day? How did I break the seal?"
She stretched out her left hand and used the Devouring Magic to melt the immortal rope in front of the Wind God. She said in a very soft voice, "These hands are stained with blood. I can't go back."
"I was born destined not to be a fairy. In order to open the seal, my fairy bones were invaded by demonic energy. Now, and in the future, I can no longer become a fairy. If you care so much about status, our father-daughter relationship ends here."
"Just think of it as Guiyun having died long ago."
All the immortal ropes were broken, Yi Wu didn't even look at Feng Shen, turned around and wanted to leave.
As she passed by Jiufang Mingyuan, her consciousness, which she had managed to hold on to, suddenly collapsed, and she fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string.
Jiufang Mingyuan had been keeping an eye on her, and at the right moment, he reached out and grabbed her, holding her horizontally in his arms.
Before leaving, he glanced at Fengshen and said in a tone of extreme sarcasm: "I didn't expect that in your eyes, race is more important than blood ties. It's ridiculous."
These words were like a huge rock, hitting the Wind God's heart, causing him to ache and gasp for breath. He stretched out his hand, wanting to grab something, "Wait..."
No one stopped, Jiufang Mingyuan had already disappeared from the spot with Yiwu, leaving Ji Ming without anyone noticing.
There was a lot of noise outside, and he could hear the roar of monsters. Thinking of Yi Wu's pale face, Feng Shen finally figured out that Jiufang Mingyuan had come to help rescue him from prison.
"Threat... Is the Lord of Heaven really like this?" The God of Wind muttered to himself, a struggle between his conscience and his desires.
He could not disobey the king's order and escape from prison privately. If he did, his crime would be even more serious. But if he continued to stay here, he would only drag Yi Wu down.
It turned out that the person surrounded by the immortal soldiers in the main hall that day was actually his own daughter. They had sacrificed so much for the immortal race, so why did the Heavenly Emperor treat them like this?
Time passed by minute by minute, and the noise outside gradually faded away.
The Immortal Master Beiyu used his magic weapon to kill all the monsters and successfully resolved the crisis.
Several footsteps echoed in the empty corridor. The jailer came back to count the prisoners and was approaching Fengshen.
His expression darkened as he quickly took off his outer garment, attached a wisp of spiritual consciousness, and threw it back into the immortal rope, transforming into a clone. Immediately afterwards, the Wind God restored the lock on the prison door and transformed into a breeze, escaping the immortal prison.
When the jailer saw that the Wind God was still there, he felt relieved and left.
At the top of the cloud, Jiufang Mingyuan hurriedly carried the person back to the bedroom, kicked open the door, and called out loudly: "Qingpu, send the magic doctor."
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