Xuan Chen's daughter was defeated? Ha...
Yan Huanyue asked in confusion, "Why are you suddenly asking Fellow Daoist Tan about this?"
Pei Xuanzhi carried her as they hurried outside, saying, "You'll know when the time comes, sister."
As they were talking, he turned through several hidden passageways and carried her out of a hole in the base of a large tree in a secluded spot.
It was during the darkest time in the north, and although there were many people under the natural barrier, they all moved in formation and did not act in chaos.
Even the lanterns floating beside them were perfectly aligned.
Some of these sect disciples and demons were guarding the Yun family retainers, while others were searching for Yun Xuanchen in various caves.
"This underground palace has a maze of secret passages, and I have no idea how many paths there are. After finally finding my way in, it turned out to be a fake cave."
"It's clearly an underground maze; no matter which way you go, you're just going around in circles."
"It must be that old devil Yun Xuanchen who set up a maze, keeping us all outside while he hides inside like a coward."
"Hahahaha, that's true. Whether it was the zombie horde or the evil formation, he never showed himself. He must be a firecracker that's been smoldering. Maybe he's so ugly that he's embarrassed to show his face."
"Tch, we ugly people haven't offended anyone, okay? Don't drag us into this with that old ghost."
"Hahahaha, my mistake, I correct myself, I meant that the heart is extremely ugly."
A group of very young disciples of the Divine Capital Sect, carrying lanterns and chatting and laughing, leaped down from a cave in a stone wall.
They were all covered in dust and dirt, yet they possessed the innocent fearlessness unique to youth, as if even the biggest problems were as light as a gentle breeze and the bright moon, unable to stop their laughter and rants.
Tan Guiyi, as the team leader, was the last to jump.
She showed no outward reaction to the mockery her junior fellow students hurled at her father.
"Hey, Senior Sister Tan, what's wrong?"
When Tan Guiyi landed, something tripped her foot, causing her to lose her footing and fall heavily to the ground.
A junior sister rushed over and supported her. Seeing her pale face, she asked with concern, "Senior sister, why do you look so unwell? Are you too tired?"
The junior brothers and sisters gathered around, all expressing their concern: "Senior Sister Tan was injured when the spirit boat was thrown off the chasm and fell into the evil realm. She has been leading us in the search for so long, she must be tired. Let's rest here for a while, and we'll go find that old ghost Yun ourselves."
Tan Guiyi appeared dazed, but did not reject her fellow disciple's suggestion.
She was helped to the tree and sat on a chair set up by a junior female student. Somewhat absentmindedly, she mumbled a few words of advice.
For a long while after she finished speaking, she couldn't remember what she had just said.
When she came to her senses, she saw the group of junior students lining up to crawl into a place that looked like a cave.
She had some pills and food left behind by her fellow disciples, but she had no appetite for them.
She felt as if a huge rock was blocking her chest, causing her blood to stagnate and resulting in a dull, aching pain in her chest, back, and left arm.
Ever since she lost ten years of her lifespan after picking up a copper coin, she has suffered from a mental illness, and whenever she thinks too much, she feels extremely depressed.
In this northern chasm where a thin layer of snow was falling, she punched her chest a few times, unconsciously licked her lips, and was awakened somewhat by the coldness of her own lips.
"It's so cold."
A clear, cool voice, like a gentle stream under the moonlight, drifted over.
Tan Guiyi looked in the direction of the sound and was greeted by a cool fragrance that had melted into the snow.
A thin, pale boy wearing an indigo cloak walked over.
A bright green lamp floated beside him, making him appear ghostly and eerie.
Tan Guiyi was momentarily stunned by the boy's unusually striking appearance and was slightly lost in thought for a moment.
But because of her heart ache, the dull pain in her chest brought her back to reality.
She had no interest in talking to anyone else, no matter how good-looking they were. She simply pressed the acupoint on her wrist and looked away.
Suddenly, as if realizing something, she abruptly turned her head to look at the person who had come in.
Pei Xuanzhi!
It's him!
Wasn't he recuperating at the Tianyan Sect due to illness? How could he suddenly appear beneath the northern chasm?
He walked slowly to a spot a short distance from her, and with a gentle lift of his foot, a low chair was placed steadily on the snow as his clothes fluttered.
He sat on a low chair, his cloak drawn around him, exhaling thin breaths of white air. As if he had only just noticed her, he nodded slightly to her.
Tan Guiyi stared at him in astonishment, as if she had seen a ghost.
The next moment, Tan Guiyi watched as he brushed aside his cloak, revealing Yan Huanyue's blood-stained face.
Upon seeing this scene, Tan Guiyi was startled once again.
She had only heard that Yan Huanyue was on the verge of death after breaking the formation, and she also believed that with Yan Huanyue's cultivation level, even if she broke through the Supreme Heavenly Palace Realm, she was destined to die and disappear even if she did not die on the spot.
Besides, she heard that Yan Huanyue was settled on Jixue Peak and was doing well, so she wouldn't easily come here.
In her view, Yan Huanyue's appearance here was clearly because the demon couldn't accept Yan Huanyue's death and had stolen her corpse, holding it in her arms and waving it around.
He, who should have been recuperating at the Tianyan Sect, appeared here eerily, carrying a dying man and wandering around in the heavy snow. When he said he wanted to rest, he actually pulled out a chair and sat down.
What is this if not madness?
Xue Jingnian had just said he wanted to secretly go see her. I wonder if he would come and try to take the body from me after he arrived at Jixue Peak and found it missing.
Looking at Yan Huanyue again, her eyes were still open, her death unresolved.
Ha...serves you right...
"Fellow Daoist Tan, are you alright? You look rather pale."
Tan Guiyi suddenly came to her senses and blinked in surprise as she looked at Yan Huanyue, who had sat up from Pei Xuanzhi's arms.
What was she thinking just now?
By the way, how come Yan Huanyue isn't dead? And she looks much healthier than her husband.
Indeed, Yan Huanyue's husband was a sickly man, pale and thin, looking as if he would fall over at the slightest breeze.
Even a sickly person made of paper can carry her around, so what is Yan Huanyue really worth?
How capable is Yan Huanyue? How could she kill her elder brother and break the formation?
The method to break the formation was at the Suspended Star Palace. She had seen shooting stars several times before, and at that time she ate peach blossom pastries, which had a thousand layers of flaky pastry.
Oh, and most importantly, shoes with multi-layered soles are more comfortable to wear, so wearing them to sword practice means I can eat an extra bowl of braised noodles...
"Fellow Daoist Tan?"
Tan Guiyi suddenly came to her senses.
She had forgotten where her thoughts had wandered off to.
She felt that she had been seriously injured by the pressure of the spirit boat that had knocked her off the chasm, and the destruction of the Supreme Heavenly Palace had also been a heavy blow to her. These two events had left her feeling somewhat dazed.
She lowered her head and did not answer.
"Sister, are you cold?"
Pei Xuanzhi, standing to the side, raised his sleeve to wipe away the bloodstains from Fu Yinhuan that stained Yan Huanyue's temple, and said softly:
"You don't look well either, take a Qi-replenishing pill."
Tan Guiyi thought to herself, "Pei Xiaolang, why don't you worry about yourself first? She seems to be brimming with vitality, while you look like you're about to die."
When you're about to die, you should swim more; you can even sing opera while drinking mud...
Yan Huanyue looked at Tan Guiyi's dazed appearance and was about to call her again when Pei Xuanzhi stuffed a Qi-replenishing pill into her mouth.
Pei Xuanzhi hugged her and said, "I heard that Yun Xuanchen's second son put righteousness before family. By the way, sister, he said that Yun Xuanchen's vital point is the back of his neck, right?"
Yan Huanyue frowned as she looked at him, wondering why he was repeating their previous conversation, but she replied, "Yes."
Pei Xuanzhi sighed, "I've heard of an evil technique that can borrow life. If it uses the lifespan of one's descendants, or even possesses another's body, it can even increase one's cultivation and break through realms in a short period of time."
Yan Huanyue said, "I've also heard that. You mean that the reason why Yun Xuanchen's second son is like this is because he was regarded as Yun Xuanchen's top-tier life bottle?"
Pei Xuanzhi said, "That's right. Yun Xuanchen's resurrection was already suspicious. Logically speaking, his chances of winning this time are not low. The second young master was not exactly a good person either. This time, he is willing to risk everything to put the greater good before his own family. I wonder if it's for a similar reason."
He sighed again, "The eldest young master is dead, the second young master is in the sect, and the whereabouts of the younger one are unknown. I wonder if Yun Xuanchen has any children left to help him escape this calamity."
Yan Huanyue was about to say something, but he took out a communication jade slip from his sleeve and impatiently made a hand seal on the jade slip, saying, "Father, I understand, I'll go find you right away."
After saying this, he coughed, then threw away the jade slip, took a pill from a bottle in his treasure pouch, and murmured to Yan Huanyue:
“The jade slip my father gave me. He often uses it to ask questions. It’s too noisy. I don’t want to see him. I’ll take you somewhere else.”
After saying that, he picked up Yan Huanyue and left, without taking the jade slip with him.
Tan Guiyi gradually regained her senses as the dull pain in her chest subsided. She turned her head and her gaze fell on the jade slip.
She only remembered that Yan Huanyue and Pei Xuanzhi had just discussed her father's fatal flaw, and that her father might be able to escape this calamity by using the lifespans of his children...
Her father was extremely powerful in her eyes. As long as her father found her, what did it matter if she had to make a small sacrifice for his great cause?
As she thought about it, she picked up the communication jade slip that had been thrown on the ground and brushed away the snow stains on it.
A jade slip that allows direct communication with Pei Hanzhou...
She stared at the translucent white jade slip for a while before finally putting it into her sleeve.
Yan Huanyue leaned against Pei Xuanzhi's chest and asked, "Was that the jade slip you put there the Sect Leader's?"
Pei Xuanzhi nodded. "Mm."
Why stay there?
Pei Xuanzhi carried her to a place where no one from the sect had come looking for her, and whispered as he exhaled white breath, "Because she is Yun Xuanchen's daughter."
Yan Huanyue suddenly looked at him, "How did you find out about this?"
Pei Xuanzhi walked through the deep, uneven snow in the woods, glancing down at her.
“The little girl I saw here when I was a child is her. She said her surname was Yun and her father lived nearby. At that time, Yun Xuanchen was cultivating under the chasm through a secret passage.”
Although Yan Huanyue was taken aback, she had experienced many things in her life and was not overly surprised. She simply said, "Do you think Yun Xuanchen might summon her to avoid trouble?"
Pei Xuanzhi said, "This is the only foolproof plan. If Yun Xuanchen doesn't recruit her, he's planning to fake his death in front of the sect again, and then he'll fall into my hands. If he does recruit her, he'll also die."
Yan Huanyue looked up at him and asked, "What if she were willing to sacrifice everything for her father and not take the jade slip you left behind?"
Pei Xuanzhi stopped in his tracks, lowered his head to kiss her forehead, looked at her with a gentle smile, and said:
"Don't worry, she's currently mentally weakened and has been affected by the Chaotic Soul Curse. Even if I don't take the jade slip, I can still find her using the Chaotic Soul Curse."
Yan Huanyue exerted a little effort and jumped down from his arms.
Seeing this, Pei Xuanzhi moved closer to her back and coughed, "You're injured, let me hold you..."
Yan Huanyue pushed him away, "I'm in a better situation than you right now, don't be like this."
He looked so pale and cold; she was afraid he would faint.
Pei Xuanzhi held her hand and stroked it, "Then I'll take you back to Jixue Peak, you can rest..."
Yan Huanyue looked at his excessively pale lips and shook her head. "Let's go to the sect."
Pei Xuanzhi didn't want to go and stood there, refusing to move.
Yan Huanyue suddenly pulled him, causing him to spin around in a big circle, with a wisp of snow flying from the hem of her cloak.
Yan Huanyue said, "You used your soul mist to guard the underground palace and your divine soul power to help me heal my injuries. I think you need to heal your injuries now."
Pei Xuanzhi held her hand and said softly, "But if Father sees me here, he'll put me in solitary confinement when we get back."
Yan Huanyue pulled him toward the place where the sect members were searching, "Be a good boy and follow me. With your appearance, a few days of confinement would be considered a period of seclusion for recuperation. You go to the sect leader's place, and I'll keep an eye on Fellow Daoist Tan in secret."
Pei Xuanzhi followed behind her hesitantly, saying, "But you're injured."
Yan Huanyue said, "Even though I'm injured, I'm in better condition than you. Besides, I received the Demon Lord's medicinal elixir, the spiritual power of the Sect Leader and Master's wife, and your divine soul power, so I'm already much better."
Pei Xuanzhi frowned slightly, "Weaving wadding?"
Yan Huanyue nodded and said, "Yes, after I broke the formation, she took something from the formation's core, saying that it could be used to find Yun Xuanchen, but it seems to be useless now."
Pei Xuanzhi was instantly annoyed. "The array core is definitely a treasure in Yun Xuanchen's hands. She must be lying to you."
Yan Huanyue helped him walk through the snow, not responding to his words, but saying out of the blue, "It's cold here, even with the cold-repelling bead you seem to be having trouble. In the future, we should try to live a little further south, it will be better for your health."
Pei Xuanzhi coughed for a while, and then saw a group of people coming towards them from the opposite direction.
"It's Fellow Daoist Yan!"
"Fellow Daoist Yan!"
"Yan Huanyue! You're alright, that's wonderful!"
"I heard you were the first to break that evil formation! That's amazing!"
"Fellow Daoist Yan, how badly are you injured? Why did you come down here? Did you aggravate your wounds?"
"Ah, you've recovered so quickly! No wonder you're Fellow Daoist Yan! Alas, it's all our fault for dragging you down."
A crowd gathered around, and those who had heard the noise nearby also came over, all talking to Yan Huanyue with curiosity and concern.
Pei Xuanzhi stood outside the crowd, watching her laugh and talk with everyone, a slight smile of pride on his lips.
Before long, Su Xianqing and Ning Wuyang arrived. Upon seeing Yan Huanyue surrounded by the crowd, they were initially worried, but seeing that she moved and spoke freely, they knew that their master and Aunt Song had basically cured her.
So they all smiled and said, "Fellow Daoists, please call my junior sister over here."
Su Xianqing smiled and looked up, then suddenly his expression changed. With a stern face, he leaped over the crowd to stand in front of Pei Xuanzhi, looked him over carefully, and angrily said, "What are you doing here!"
Pei Xuanzhi looked at him indifferently, and Yan Huanyue squeezed in to protect Pei Xuanzhi, "Senior Brother Su, Xuanzhi is here on Senior Wei's orders."
Su Xianqing sneered, "Senior Wei? Would Senior Wei be so clueless as to send a chronically ill junior to the North? What kind of muddle-headed old fool do you take Senior Wei for?"
"I sent him."
All eyes turned to the newcomer, and they all bowed in greeting.
Dressed in a gray robe, with white hair and a youthful face, Wei Yan walked slowly ahead of Pei Hanzhou and the others.
“He is my junior, and he is familiar with the natural barrier and underground palace. If we don’t let him come, who will?”
Su Xianqing felt somewhat embarrassed.
Pei Xuanzhi lowered his eyes and nodded in greeting.
Unable to ask Wei Yan, a senior, Pei Hanzhou calmly inquired of Pei Xuanzhi, "Xuanlang, what happened?"
Wei Yan didn't even look at him, and only said, "It's nothing much. This child was abused by his foster family and ran away here. I found him and took him in. He only returned to Chang'an recently and was recognized by you."
He continued speaking to Pei Hanzhou with a forced smile, "I just want to see if all the children I've raised are so terrible. What do you say, young Pei?"
When Pei Hanzhou killed Wei Zhao, he was young, arrogant, and overconfident. He once mocked Wei Zhao as his father's biggest mistake.
Now, years have passed in the blink of an eye, and he has become a father himself. Upon hearing this, he couldn't help but sigh at the irony of fate, and immediately lifted his robe and bowed.
"Thank you so much, senior, for disregarding what happened to your son back then and for saving my poor, helpless child so that you can raise him well..."
Just as he was about to kneel down, Wei Yan supported him with a burst of spiritual energy.
"I really don't deserve this bow from Sect Leader Pei."
Wei Yan glanced at Pei Xuanzhi and said, "After this matter, you have repaid my debt of gratitude. We are even now. Be a good son to your father."
Pei Xuanzhi lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes concealing his emotions. "Yes, sir."
Yan Huanyue held his hand through her cloak.
I originally thought he had only a casual relationship with the Lu family of Chang'an, but who knew he came to Tianqian because he had been abused.
Although he was saved by Senior Wei, the hatred between him and Senior Wei, who had raised him, meant that Senior Wei did not treat him with the same care and affection that Senior Wei showed to his disciples.
She could sense a hint of sadness he was hiding; he couldn't even call out "Master."
Senior Wei has already shown great kindness by doing this much, and Xuanzhi should indeed be grateful. Neither of them is heartless; it's just that life is unpredictable.
As she looked up at Pei Xuan, she caught a glimpse of a woman out of the corner of her eye.
She looked up and saw the bright and beautiful demon lord, Zhixu.
A hint of anger flashed in the other person's eyes.
.
Following her inner guidance, Tan Guiyi bypassed everyone and entered the underground palace.
She walked for a long time, sometimes going uphill, sometimes rushing downhill.
Her pace quickened until she suddenly plunged into a deep abyss in the mountains.
In an instant, a crimson lotus flower emerged from the endless darkness and steadily supported her.
As the lotus petals closed, she saw a blood-soaked palace.
Inside the Blood Palace, Yun Xuanchen sat cross-legged on a blood-red magic array.
This is Danyang Palace, which draws power from the Supreme Heavenly Palace Realm; it is the other end of the Supreme Heavenly Palace Realm.
"Father……"
Tan Guiyi ran excitedly to him, “Father!” Yun Xuanchen looked at her calmly, “I only wanted to keep you away from trouble and not risk your life with me. To ensure your safety for life, I sent you elsewhere. Who knew that today would come?”
With tears in her eyes, Tan Guiyi knelt down and said, "Father, my eldest brother is dead and my second brother betrayed me, which led to your failure. I have thought it through and I am willing to ask you to help me get out of this mess."
"Defeat? Ha..."
He sat cross-legged on the formation, making a hand seal with one hand, "Nothing in this world lasts forever. Your second brother is a man who knows how to assess the situation."
Tan Guiyi looked at him in confusion, then slowly lowered her head and knelt in the pool of blood. Looking at her blurry figure in the blood mist, she looked down and asked, puzzled:
"Even though he betrayed you, was disloyal and unfilial, you still approve of him. After all these years of scheming, you were willing to be his stepping stone in the end?"
Upon hearing this, Yun Xuanchen calmly said, "Yao Ying, you still don't understand. At this point, looking back with resentment is nothing but a waste of time."
“Back then, I was just a minor medicine doctor in Qinghe County. From now on, the Yun family will be a newly emerging aristocratic family. In another one or two hundred years, with your second brother’s abilities, the Yun family will be a powerful aristocratic family that dominates the region.”
"No matter what, the Yun family hasn't lost, and I will eventually reap the rewards. But all you can see are stepping stones, loyalty, and filial piety. Your vision is too narrow and shallow. You're still just a daughter..."
Tan Guiyi bent down even further, her forehead almost touching the blood.
She remained silent, only gently, very gently brushing the jade slip in her sleeve, and then softly said:
“Father, you never really taught me how to view these things, did you? Even when the Dark Mansion was handed over to a fool like Yun Ruoliang, I was never allowed to manage it, was I?”
"You couldn't give birth to me the way you wanted me; that's your incompetence!"
“My retainers don’t know me, and the corpse demons don’t know me either. You threw me out early on to be an ordinary disciple without any roots or foundation in the Divine Capital Sect. Do you think that will ensure my safety for the rest of my life?”
"When I learned of your good intentions, I should have been moved to tears by your kindness and gratitude for such a small amount of so-called good intentions that didn't even cost half a spirit stone. I should have understood that your fatherly love is as solid as a mountain, shouldn't I?"
“I cultivated my own power, I earned my own spirit stones, and I obtained my own magical artifacts, treasures, and even my own life through my own efforts, robbery, theft, and underhanded means. What right do you have to belittle my shallow vision?”
She suddenly raised her head and stared directly at the people in the formation, her face as cold and hard as iron.
"Your devotion to me is even less than Yu Zhao's. Yu Zhao was nearly reduced to pus and blood, yet he has never resented me. I have returned from slaying the demon, and I also want to achieve a great feat. I think you would be even less likely to resent me, wouldn't you?"
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