Her eyes were filled with deep disappointment in her husband.
"You're not the Mo Bai I used to know anymore, you've changed..."
Qiu Mobai sneered, a hint of madness flashing in his eyes.
"Destroy the Immortal Cloud Sect? No, I want to make it even stronger! You foolish woman, you have no idea what my ambitions are!"
He grabbed Madam Qiu's wrist with such force that she couldn't help but gasp.
"Let me go!" Madam Qiu struggled, but she could not break free from her husband's grip.
Suddenly, Madam Qiu, who had swallowed the pill, coughed violently, trying to vomit it up, but it was too late.
The pill melted instantly in her mouth, and a strange power quickly spread throughout her body.
Her eyes glazed over instantly, and her body began to tremble uncontrollably.
"Ah...it hurts so much..." Madam Qiu curled up on the ground, groaning in pain.
She looked extremely weak.
He floated to Madam Qiu's side, wanting to reach out and comfort her, but found that he was just an invisible soul and could not touch anything at all.
Just as Xiao Feng was about to continue observing Qiu Mobai's movements, he suddenly felt a powerful force pulling at his soul.
Before he could react, the scene before him suddenly changed, and he was surrounded by a pure white space.
"Where is this?" Xiao Feng looked around and saw only a vast expanse of white, with no landmarks to refer to.
Just as he was wondering, a familiar figure appeared in his line of sight.
"Yuwei!" Xiao Feng exclaimed in surprise, a surge of joy welling up in his heart.
Zhao Yuwei was dressed in white, her long hair flowing, and she was enveloped in a faint white light.
The moment she saw Xiao Feng, tears streamed down her face uncontrollably.
"Brother Feng, you're still alive!" Zhao Yuwei said, choking back tears.
Xiao Feng then realized that Zhao Yuwei was worried that he had already been annihilated.
His heart warmed, and he said softly, "Silly girl, how could I leave you so easily?"
Zhao Yuwei wiped away her tears and forced a smile.
“I used the Soul-Sending Technique to find you, but I was afraid you were already…” She didn’t finish her sentence, but Xiao Feng understood what she meant.
Xiao Feng carefully examined Zhao Yuwei and noticed that her body was also emitting a faint white light.
He suddenly understood: "You used two things we have in common as a medium, and then used the Soul Technique to find my soul?"
Zhao Yuwei nodded: "That's right, this is the only way to find you."
Xiao Feng's heart tightened: "This spell consumes too much energy! How could you be so foolish?"
"I'm willing to pay any price just to see you."
Zhao Yuwei said firmly.
Xiao Feng looked deeply at Zhao Yuwei, feeling both moved and heartbroken.
He asked softly, "What do you need me for?"
Zhao Yuwei composed herself and said seriously, "Brother Feng, I'm here to tell you some good news. The Ming Cult and the Huayun Sect are doing their best to find a way to revive you. I believe it won't be long before you are resurrected!"
Upon hearing this news, a glimmer of hope flashed in Xiao Feng's eyes.
"Really? That's wonderful!" he said sincerely. "I will definitely wait for that day to come."
Zhao Yuwei nodded, a relieved smile on her face.
"Brother Feng, you must hold on, we are all waiting for you to come back."
Xiao Feng reached out to touch Zhao Yuwei's cheek, but found that he was just a spirit and could not touch her at all.
He withdrew his hand somewhat disappointedly and said softly, "Yuwei, you must take good care of yourself. Don't overwork yourself for my sake, okay?"
Tears welled up in Zhao Yuwei's eyes again. She nodded vigorously, "I understand, Brother Feng. Take care of yourself too."
The two gazed at each other deeply, their eyes filled with reluctance to part.
Xiao Feng suddenly remembered something and looked at Zhao Yuwei with a serious expression: "Yuwei, I have something important to tell you."
Zhao Yuwei noticed the change in Xiao Feng's tone and her heart tightened: "Brother Feng, what happened?"
"Qiu Mobai, the sect leader of the Immortal Cloud Sect..." Xiao Feng paused, "...is a demonic cultivator."
"What?!" Zhao Yuwei exclaimed, her eyes filled with disbelief. "This... how is this possible?"
Xiao Feng frowned deeply: "I saw it with my own eyes. He was cultivating demonic arts in a secret chamber, devouring living souls. Yuwei, you must tell this news to the other immortal sects."
Zhao Yuwei's face turned pale instantly, and her body trembled slightly.
"My God... if this is true, the entire cultivation world will be thrown into chaos!"
“I know this is hard to believe,” Xiao Feng said firmly. “But I would never joke about something like this. Qiu Mobai appears righteous on the surface, but he is actually ruthless. I have already sealed the Demon Suppression Stele, but I did not expect that there would still be demonic energy leaking out. This matter is very serious and must be dealt with in time.”
Zhao Yuwei nodded.
"I understand, Brother Feng. I will definitely spread this news. But... how do we prove it?"
"Let's spread the news first and alert all the major immortal sects," Xiao Feng said in a deep voice. "Once I regain my physical body, I can personally testify."
Zhao Yuwei nodded firmly: "I know what to do. Don't worry, Brother Feng."
Just then, Zhao Yuwei's figure began to blur.
"Brother Feng, I'm going back now. Take care!"
Xiao Feng wanted to say something more, but Zhao Yuwei's figure had already disappeared into this space.
"I hope it's not too late to stop that devil..." Xiao Feng murmured to himself.
The scene shifts, and Zhao Yuwei suddenly opens her eyes as her soul re-enters her body.
Just as she was about to speak, a mouthful of blood suddenly gushed out.
Standing to the side, Su Xueqing was so frightened that her face turned pale.
Her long, glossy black hair swayed slightly with her panicked movements, her almond-shaped eyes widened, and her fair face was filled with worry.
"Yuwei! What's wrong?" Su Xueqing hurriedly supported the swaying Zhao Yuwei.
Zhao Yuwei waved her hand and forced a smile: "It's nothing... I'm just a little exhausted."
Su Xueqing breathed a sigh of relief: "You scared me to death. You... found Xiao Feng?"
Zhao Yuwei nodded, her complexion gradually returning to normal.
She took a deep breath: "Xueqing, I have some earth-shattering news to tell you."
"What news?" Su Xueqing asked curiously.
“Qiu Mobai, the sect leader of the Immortal Cloud Sect…” Zhao Yuwei lowered her voice: “He is a demonic cultivator.”
"What?!" Su Xueqing was so shocked that she took a step back and almost tripped.
She stared wide-eyed at Zhao Yuwei in disbelief: "Are you...are you sure?"
Zhao Yuwei's expression was solemn: "Xiao Feng saw it with his own eyes. He said that Qiu Mobai was cultivating demonic arts in a secret chamber and was also devouring living souls."
Su Xueqing gasped, "I knew that old guy didn't look like a good person! I never expected him to be a demonic cultivator! This... this is an absolutely huge scandal!"
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