She sat up, took Xiao Feng's hand, and said in a choked voice, "You must be careful."
Xiao Feng turned and sat on the edge of the bed, taking Zhao Yuwei's hand and saying solemnly, "Yuwei, don't worry. I will definitely come back safely. When I return, we will..."
He paused, a blush rising to his cheeks: "Shall we get married?"
A look of surprise flashed in Zhao Yuwei's eyes, then she lowered her head shyly and whispered, "Okay... I'll wait for you to come back."
Xiao Feng lovingly stroked Zhao Yuwei's hair: "When I come back, we'll start our new life together."
Zhao Yuwei looked up, tears welling in her eyes: "I believe you. It's just..."
She hugged Xiao Feng tightly: "I really can't bear to part with you."
Xiao Feng gently patted Zhao Yuwei's back and softly comforted her, "Silly girl, I'll be back soon. Take good care of yourself and wait for me to return."
The two embraced for a long time, reluctant to part, until Su Xueqing urged them again.
Xiao Feng reluctantly let go of Zhao Yuwei and packed his belongings.
As they parted, Zhao Yuwei stood at the door, watching Xiao Feng and Su Xueqing leave.
With tears in her eyes, she waved goodbye, saying, "You must come back safely!"
Xiao Feng turned around and smiled at Zhao Yuwei: "Don't worry, I will definitely do what I promised you!"
And so, Xiao Feng and Su Xueqing embarked on their journey to Wushan.
As they drew closer to Mount Wu, a thick demonic aura, like a black mist, enveloped the entire mountain range.
The trees were twisted and deformed, and their branches were covered with dark red nodules.
Every now and then, a mournful howl could be heard from afar, sending chills down one's spine.
Xiao Feng frowned and whispered to Su Xueqing, "The demonic energy here is too strong. We need to be careful."
Su Xueqing nodded, her expression grave: "I didn't expect the situation in Wushan to be even worse than the rumors suggested. My father..."
The two continued on their journey and finally arrived at the foot of Mount Wu.
From afar, they saw a large group of people gathered at the foot of the mountain, who appeared to be disciples of various immortal sects.
However, just as Xiao Feng and Su Xueqing approached, the disciples of the immortal sects suddenly became alert.
Someone shouted, "Oh no! The evil cult is here!"
Instantly, chaos erupted at the foot of the mountain.
Many disciples of the immortal sects drew their magical weapons and aimed them at Xiao Feng and Su Xueqing.
When Xiao Feng and Su Xueqing were surrounded by people from the immortal sects, the Ninth Elder of Huayun Sect suddenly appeared.
With a flick of his whisk, his true essence spread out like ripples, forcing the opposing immortal sect disciples back several steps.
The Ninth Elder's silver beard fluttered, his gaze sharp as lightning. He surveyed the surroundings and roared, "The seal of the Wushan Demon God is trembling more violently. Are you all here killing each other?"
He sighed inwardly, feeling deeply disappointed by the infighting within the immortal sects.
Can't these young people feel that terrifying, demonic aura?
These words struck everyone like a hammer blow, and the leaders of the immortal sects changed their expressions and all looked towards the direction of Wushan.
In the distance, dark clouds churned on the horizon, and crimson lightning could be vaguely seen tearing through the clouds.
The scene was like the end of the world, sending chills down one's spine.
However, the people from other immortal sects did not restrain themselves; instead, they started shouting and clamoring all at once.
"These two remnants of the demonic sect have caused our immortal sect so much suffering!"
"That's right! Today is the perfect opportunity to take revenge on our fellow cultivators who died unjustly when they were alone!"
"Kill them! Seek justice for our fallen comrades!"
The crowd spoke amongst themselves, their faces filled with anger and hatred.
At this moment, Su Xueqing could no longer hold back.
Her pretty face flushed red, her eyes burning with anger. Pointing at the clamoring disciples of the immortal sects, she shouted angrily, "You people are utterly hypocritical! Xiao Feng and I have never killed anyone from the immortal sects, yet you're pinning these baseless accusations on us!"
She clenched her fists: "If we're really going to talk about it, it's you so-called righteous people who want to kill us without even knowing the facts!"
Seeing this, the Ninth Elder also sided with Xiao Feng and Su Xueqing.
His gaze sharpened as he surveyed the crowd, and he said in a deep voice, "Gentlemen, do not let hatred blind you. The seal on the Demon God is currently unstable, so we must unite to overcome this difficulty. If you dare to start another fight, don't blame me for being impolite!"
The Ninth Elder's imposing aura pressed down like a mountain, and the other members of the immortal sects dared not disrespect him, so they could only reluctantly give up.
Someone muttered under their breath, "Hmph, consider yourself lucky."
Just as tensions were rising, a deafening roar suddenly came from the direction of Wushan.
All eyes were drawn to the scene, where the crimson lightning grew even denser, as if it were about to tear the entire sky apart.
The Ninth Elder's expression turned grave. He said in a low voice, "This is bad. The Demon God's seal probably won't last much longer. We must act immediately!"
The Ninth Elder sighed softly and took out a yellowed silk book from his bosom.
He unfolded it carefully, and everyone couldn't help but crowd closer to take a look.
The silk scroll depicted a hideous and terrifying image: a giant with a massive body and missing head, exuding overwhelming demonic energy.
"This is the Demon God Xing Tian." The Ninth Elder's voice was deep: "A hundred years ago, the Immortal Sect used the Demon-Suppressing Stele to suppress him deep in Wushan. However, recently cracks have appeared on the stele, and the power of the Demon God is seeping into the seal. If it cannot be repaired within seven days, all living beings in the world will be annihilated."
Just then, a sudden gust of cold wind swept in.
The Ninth Elder quickly closed the silk scroll and looked around.
Thick fog blanketed the area in the direction of Wushan, creating an eerie and terrifying atmosphere.
Crimson lightning could be faintly seen flashing through the mist, accompanied by low rumbles of thunder, as if a demon god were roaring.
"The situation is worse than we imagined." The Ninth Elder frowned. "We must split up and act separately."
He quickly made arrangements, instructing the Immortal Cloud Sect and other immortal sects to reinforce the seal around Mount Wu.
The disciples of Huayun Sect were responsible for refining demon-suppressing pills in case someone was infected by demonic energy and lost control.
"And what about us?" Xiao Feng stepped forward.
The Ninth Elder looked at Xiao Feng and Su Xueqing, hesitated for a moment, and said, "You two..."
Before he could finish speaking, Su Xueqing interrupted, "Ninth Elder, Xiao Feng and I are willing to venture deep into Wushan!"
Her voice was firm, and her pretty face was full of determination.
Xiao Feng nodded in agreement.
After all, they came to find Su Mo.
The Ninth Elder's gaze swept back and forth between the two, and finally he sighed, "Very well, since you have made up your minds, I will not stop you. But... be careful!"
"Thank you, Ninth Elder!" Xiao Feng and Su Xueqing said in unison.
Holding Su Xueqing's hand, Xiao Feng resolutely stepped into the depths of Wushan.
A thick, demonic aura rushed towards us, transforming into a blood-red mist that enveloped the surroundings.
In the mist, a corrosive aura continuously eroded the surrounding vegetation, and the branches and leaves of the trees withered and died at a visible speed.
"This demonic energy is too strong!" Xiao Feng frowned and quickly gathered all his immortal power to form a thin barrier around the two of them.
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