Just after noon, two disciples of the Hehuan Sect brought a few buckets of wild vegetable porridge that tasted like slop, threw a few moldy steamed buns at them, and said, "Eat," as if they were dismissing wild dogs.

Her body had long been accustomed to fasting, so she closed her eyes and rested after taking a glance. Unexpectedly, someone came to her with a food box and brought out several plates of delicious food. The aroma filled her nose, and she couldn't help but open her eyes, and saw the disciple named Yu Niang from yesterday squatting in front of her, looking at her with gloating.

"The old man was disturbed while practicing yesterday, and I was in a bad mood, so I killed two people," he said, handing over the chopsticks, "After you finish this meal, I will take you in."

——It turned out to be the last meal before execution, no wonder it was so sumptuous.

Yao Yue glanced at the food and pointed at Xiao Wu's position: "Give it to her, I'm not hungry."

"Don't worry, she's involved too," Yu Niang grinned, "Didn't I just say that two people died? You two sisters have a deep bond, so go in together as companions."

After hearing this, Yao Yue's expression remained unchanged and she closed her eyes again, looking calm and fearless. This made Yu Niang angry and she spat into the food.

"You stinking bitch! I'm going to make you wish you were dead!"

***

The light in the cave in the middle was the same as last night, but the person sitting on the bed was a little girl meditating with her eyes closed.

The Yin-Yang Hehuan Gong he practiced was said to be inspired by the Six Desire Heaven Gong, which used essence to increase power. Practicing this Gong absorbed Yang essence during the day and Yin essence at night, and over time, they became monsters that turned into women during the day and men at night.

"Grandmaster, I have found two rare furnaces to honor you," the man pressed them to kneel in front of the girl, "one is in the Golden Core Realm, and the other is in the Extreme Yin Body. Please take a look and see if they suit your taste."

The girl still had her eyes closed, and her voice was as hoarse and dry as an old woman's: "You are filial." Then, she took a pill from the jade shelf on the left and put it into the man's hand, "This is a reward for you, leave now."

The man was overjoyed and immediately put it in his mouth, then left with many thanks.

After a while, He Huan Patriarch exhaled a breath of turbid air and slowly opened his eyes. Seeing two girls, one black and one red, both with graceful figures and fair skin, he couldn't help but smile with satisfaction. The black-clothed woman looked at him coldly, while the red-clothed woman kept her head down.

"Keep your head up."

The woman in red seemed not to hear him. He frowned, stood up and pinched her jaw. The next second, she let out a strange cry, let go of her hand and took a few steps back.

"You, you, are you a human or a ghost?!"

He will never forget this face! He was almost wiped out by her, otherwise he would not have to hide in the mountains to survive. But he clearly heard that Baili Yaoyue had successfully ascended to heaven three hundred years ago, so who is kneeling here now?

"Yes, you still remember me," the girl smiled and stood up straight, "It's a pity that I couldn't get rid of you at the beginning."

As soon as the words fell, the black-clothed woman slapped the ground and drew her sword from her waist. With the sword in her left hand and the palm in her right hand, she rushed straight to his vital point! With a "clang" sound, she struck the golden shield that protected his body. Sparks flew everywhere, and the sound of metal clashing shook the stone walls on all sides. With a stroke of the sword, a crack appeared on the golden shield. After a few strokes, the golden shield was already scarred and fragments flew. And the Hehuan ancestor finally came to his senses during these slashes——

This woman in black was at most at the Jindan realm, otherwise she would have been able to break through his protective golden shield with one sword. Seeing that Baili Yaoyue did not make a move, he could not help but feel suspicious. After a closer look, he saw that she had no magical power to protect her body. He immediately felt relieved and let out a breath of anger:

"You don't even have any spiritual power, and you want to ask this little Jindan devil to kill me?! Wait until I get rid of this little devil, and then I will torture you!"

After saying that, a hole suddenly appeared in the palm of his right hand, and a blood-red long whip was pulled out from the crack. There were two white gold skulls hanging on the whip, which looked like real skeletons at first glance, and against the deep red long whip, it looked even more ferocious and weird. When the whip was swung, the two skulls danced with the whip wind, and their mouths suddenly split open, spewing out a fragrant smell towards the two people!

Xiao Wu quickly covered his mouth and nose, but the incense could penetrate his body just by touching his skin, so he had to seal the acupuncture points, knowing that he had to decide the outcome before the poison took effect. So he held his breath, recalled what he had learned last night, and suddenly his sister's face flashed through his mind, and he roared, "Die!"

The attack was unstoppable, leaving three shadows, upper, middle and lower. He didn't know which one to defend against. He used his bone whip to block it but missed. The next moment, the sword broke through his shield and pierced his heart. At the critical moment, his red silk came out from nowhere, twisted into a thick rope to wrap around her sword, and then smashed it hard to the ground!

Xiao Wu was caught off guard and was smashed to the ground with the sword in his hand. He held his sword with all his might and didn't care about his injuries. He somersaulted on the ground and jumped up again, stabbing at the Hehuan Patriarch like a madman.

But with her ability, a single fatal strike was already her limit. At this moment, the sword was like a spent crossbow, and was easily blocked by the red silk. Then the bone whip brought a strong wind and knocked her to the ground. Her back was torn and she could no longer get up.

"Alright," Patriarch Hehuan could hardly wait to turn his gaze towards her, his voice as harsh and unpleasant as an owl's howl, "Now it's your turn!"

Although his golden body shield was completely broken, the woman in red before him was no longer the Baili Yaoyue who had left him powerless to fight back. He did not even need to move a finger as the red silk rope had tied her up tightly, making her unable to move.

But the girl was calm and composed, even showing a strange smile——

"Don't you think it's too quiet outside?"

Yes, it is too quiet.

His fight with the woman in black caused such a big commotion, but not a single disciple came to help.

A sense of horror suddenly rose in the heart of Hehuan Patriarch——

Someone made all his disciples lose their ability to move in an instant!

But the barrier in front of the cave was set up by him personally and there was more than one layer. The immortal officials nearby definitely didn't have the ability to break in quietly, and they wouldn't even come to this uncontrolled area to find the Hehuan Sect. He regained some confidence, tightened the red silk, raised his short legs and took a few steps forward, with an evil look in his eyes:

"You are about to die and you still want to scare me? I will immediately turn you into a slave who only knows how to seek pleasure!"

As she spoke, the red silk wrapped around her finger joints, releasing pleasure from all living things while manipulating her hands to peel off her clothes.

Her body had long been soaked in the elixir, so the poison had little effect on her, but her fingers were connected to her heart, and the pain from the thread piercing her made her face twitch. The ambiguous monster saw that her eyes were still clear, and smiled.

"Well, wasn't Baili Yaonu very majestic before? It's better for her to be tortured by me while she is awake!"

But his skill allowed him to be a woman during the day, so if he wanted to become a man, he had to reveal his original form. A flash of white light appeared, and he turned into an old man as fat as a pig.

——All those who cultivate immortality seek immortality. Cultivating to the Nascent Soul stage can gradually return to youth, but most people are already old and frail when they reach the Nascent Soul stage, and it takes hundreds of years to stabilize their cultivation. They must reach another level to stay young forever. This Hehuan Patriarch is obviously dissatisfied with his fat and old body, so he consumed his magic power to transform his body, but he put the cart before the horse and delayed his cultivation progress. After so long, he is still stuck in the Nascent Soul stage.

Seeing that his hand was about to attack her chest, the light on the jade disk on the left suddenly turned dark red, and a layer of netherworld air floated on the top of the cave without knowing when, and it flew like a lonely ghost, chilling to the bone. With a "swish" sound, something broke through the air, and the next second, he felt a sharp pain all over his body, as if thousands of sword beams pierced through his body!

The old man Hehuan had small cuts all over his body from the sword, like a clay figure about to break into pieces. He took a step back and then completely broke apart into neatly cut pieces!

She was not surprised by such bloody scenes, and the old evildoer deserved to die. However, she was originally tied up by the red silk and had no time to dodge, so she was splashed with blood, and her red clothes turned into a bloody person, which was very embarrassing.

"You did it on purpose!"

She had sensed a trace of Netherworldly aura early this morning, which was why she had remained calm. She had not expected that this person had deliberately wanted to make her suffer and had only shown up at the last moment.

The young man walked out of the darkness silently and stood in front of her.

The dark-robed jade-like face was bright in two colors. A tuft of bangs hung at the corner of his eye, half covering his sharp phoenix eyes, and the sword energy in his body was colder than the snow crystals of the Yunluo Mountains. His face was so handsome that it would make women all over the world blush, but the corners of his eyebrows and eyes were full of the careless coldness of being used to killing.

"yes."

Yao Yue rolled her eyes at him unhappily, and barely cast a cleansing spell to clean the blood off her skin. Seeing Xiao Wu still lying on the ground, she hurried over to check: he had already fallen into a coma, and the deep wound on his back that was so deep that the bone could be seen was filled with poisonous gas and could not heal on its own.

“Come and save them!”

The man stood there, his eyebrows raised: "What does it have to do with me?"

"You!" She raised her voice in a high tone, and then swallowed her anger as if she remembered something. She walked back and grabbed his sleeve, whispering: "Jiang Mi, she is my Quanxing disciple, and she was injured because she was trying to help me. Please save her."

He lowered his head and looked at the person in front of him, with indescribable emotions floating in his eyes——

After three hundred years, he finally heard her calling his name again. She was no longer a cold shell, but the breathing, talking, and angry Baili Yaoyue.

The deep gaze was solemn and firm, as if it had an invisible, indestructible, overwhelming power. She didn't know how to describe the tingling feeling that flowed from her chest to her limbs, familiar and throbbing.

Finally, she took the initiative to hold his hand and pulled him towards Xiao Wu. This time the man did not refuse, and followed obediently. With a flick of his long fingers, a stream of spiritual energy was injected into Xiao Wu's body, and the wound healed rapidly.

Before she could be happy, there was a sudden sound of dense footsteps outside the cave, and a large formation covered with runes suddenly lit up under her feet!

The leader held a black bone and gold folding fan in his hand, and was wearing a white sable fur coat. He had a handsome face and a half-smile on his face:

"The Demon Emperor has arrived. I'm sorry for not welcoming you in person."

Seeing that man acting like a nobleman, Jiang Mi couldn't help but sneer at the corner of his mouth: "Fanning yourself in this weather, Xingyuan, aren't you cold?"

A trace of anger flashed across Xing Yuan's eyes, and he snapped his fan shut, then looked at the girl tenderly: "Yao Yue, I have trapped him in the formation, come here quickly."

Hearing this, Jiang Mi held her hand and gave her a cold glance, as if it was a silent warning.

It was not her original intention to leave with Xing Yuan. She came to the mortal world this time to help one person ascend to heaven and offset her karma. This was the most important thing. People who had fallen into the devil could not ascend to heaven, so returning to the devil's realm was doomed to be futile. Besides, she did not want to live the days of being imprisoned in the devil's palace like a forbidden delicacy...

So she pulled back her hand and slowly stepped back: "Sorry, I have something important to do..."

Jiang Mi was stunned, and a look of dejection and helplessness flashed in his eyes. After a moment, his expression became extremely cold. In an instant, his hair and beard turned white, and his pupils faded to dark gold. Thousands of sword lights condensed into substance and flowed around him, revealing a majestic and sad murderous aura.

"——In your heart, I am the least important."