After seeing Song Siyao and his group off, Yun Qian and Shen Zhuoyu would occasionally linger in front of Song Tingwan's room.
The remaining people gathered together and began to rebuild their homes.
Putting everything else aside, everyone tacitly agreed to start rebuilding the Sword Inquiry Sect first.
Yun Qian also sent people to guard around Xingyuan, hoping against hope but unwilling to give up.
The evil realm merged into the star abyss.
Yun Qian and the others had also seen the Xingyuan area from afar.
It looked like an ordinary, unremarkable stretch of sea.
It stretches as far as the eye can see, but it can't possibly accommodate so many people from the Six Realms.
The most likely explanation is that there is another world underwater.
With her red hair flowing freely, Chen Zhuoyu stood suspended in mid-air, watching Yun Qian stare blankly at the sea. She chuckled softly:
Who are you thinking of?
Yun Qian snapped out of his daze and gave an apologetic smile.
"The woman I love has also been dragged into the evil world."
His tone was gentle and smiling, yet it carried a hint of melancholy.
"Now even my junior sister has been admitted."
Will they be able to get out?
Yunqian was naturally looking forward to it.
But as the successor left behind by the Sword Inquiry Sect, he had to consider the consequences and make plans in advance.
The weight of his responsibilities left him no room for even being willful.
Shen Zhuoyu chuckled lightly, showing a good temper towards all the younger generation except for the dragons.
"They will come back safely, aren't we still able to have little Wan'er?"
Yun Qian glanced sideways, finding it rare to chat with this senior.
"You have great confidence in Junior Sister Tingwan."
Shen Zhuoyu shook her head, "I am not familiar with her, but I trust my brother."
That kid actually had his attention partially focused on that little girl.
It seems that the evil realm has not yet threatened his life.
Yun Qian chuckled softly, "Yes, I also believe in A Yao."
His eyes held a complex expression as he spoke.
I wonder if my master discovered anything before going to Xingyuan. He sent me a very long message before leaving.
He also...
I now understand how important my junior sister is.
Therefore, he did not stop his junior sister from going, perhaps because his junior sister was the hope of countless people in the Six Realms.
Shen Zhuoyu smiled at him, and the two returned to the Sword Inquiry Sect.
Two weeks later.
Song Tingwan pushed open the door.
He swayed as soon as he took a step.
The woman reached out to hold the door open, her fingertips turning white from gripping it so tightly.
But there was a smile on her lips.
She succeeded.
She will be more confident after entering the evil realm.
After listening to A Yao's telepathic messages one by one, he knew the approximate location of the evil realm.
Ayao said that after they tried it, they found that the aura around Xingyuan had changed, and it would disappear as soon as they stepped into it.
I reckon they were probably dragged into the evil realm.
Because at the moment of energy fluctuation, dampness is emitted.
Song Tingwan calmly swallowed a pill, and her expression relaxed.
But the next instant, thunderclouds condensed above her head.
This time, the oppressive aura was still terrifying, but one could sense that the tribulation brewing in the thunderclouds was extremely perfunctory.
Song Tingwan smiled, opened the pill box, and the pseudo-divine pill slowly flew into the sky.
Her eyes were gentle, yet slightly tired.
I've guessed many times how the divine elixir was made.
The process of refining the pseudo-divine pill gave her a better understanding of how to refine a true divine pill.
Alchemy does not necessarily require ordinary spiritual plants and medicinal herbs, or those strange and miscellaneous things.
When refined to its ultimate level, spiritual energy can replace spiritual plants.
Or perhaps it is good deeds.
Or perhaps...flesh and blood.
This is the highest realm of alchemy cultivation.
She tried many methods to refine this pseudo-divine pill.
This is the only pseudo-divine elixir with a formula.
And it purifies the turbid air.
The blood of a person with a righteous heart is required.
At that moment, Song Tingwan was dripping blood into the elixir cauldron while she was chuckling to herself.
Things made from blood are generally not good.
Could it be that the Pill Ancestor could mistake an evil pill for a false divine pill?
The pills formed from blood and spiritual energy are also a mixture of crimson and chaotic white, flowing like swimming fish.
"She's out."
Yun Qian and the others gathered and stood outside the range of the Pill Tribulation, gazing at the gentle lightning tribulation in the sky.
Yes, it was a very gentle lightning tribulation.
In their eyes, undergoing tribulation always meant immense pressure and impending doom.
But in Song Tingwan, they felt that the phrase "favored by Heaven" had become a tangible reality.
It's truly enviable.
After the tribulation ended, Song Tingwan didn't have time to say much to Yun Qian and hurriedly headed to the location A Yao had mentioned.
Ironically, someone actually tried to stop her.
Song Tingwan stopped in surprise; the man was an elderly woman she had never seen before.
It turned out to be the Tribulation Transcending Stage, which had never been seen before.
"I'm sorry, but since people have said this repeatedly, there must be a reason for it."
"Now that the Six Realms are in imminent danger, if I can ascend, I will surely return to save this realm. You will have died a worthy death."
The old man stood with his hands behind his back, speaking in a grand and righteous manner, believing himself to be upright and righteous.
Song Tingwan smiled, and Jinghong flew away with a flamboyant air.
"If that were true, I would have ascended to heaven long ago. Why would I remain in this world to be secretly coveted by you?"
Before the old man could speak, Shen Zhuoyu stepped out from the void. "Oh? I heard you want to kill the Goddess of Sleeping Pillow?"
The red-haired woman finished speaking with a smile, dragon horns sprouting from her forehead, her lips curving upwards, her gaze sharp and piercing.
Song Tingwan turned around in surprise, "Sister Zhuoyu."
She didn't even realize someone was following her.
Shen Zhuoyu waved to her, signaling her to continue towards Xingyuan, "Leave the rest to me. Please take good care of my brother and the Dragon Clan."
"Thank you, Sister Zhuoyu. Let's talk again when I come out."
She nodded slightly and walked step by step toward Xingyuan.
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