This iron claw was made of ice crystal stone and black iron. Even in the volcano, it still exuded a coolness. She stared at the position of the Green Flame True Fire and suddenly extended the iron claw.

The iron claw flew straight towards the Blue Flame True Fire, but it penetrated through it the moment it touched the Blue Flame True Fire.

The Qingyan True Fire seemed to be frightened and kept jumping up and down, and the magma at the bottom of the volcano also surged violently.

Sheng He sighed. It still didn’t work.

She thought of the nameless corpses in the lake, closed her eyes, and leaped towards the Blue Flame True Fire.

A burning sensation came from his chest. Sheng He didn't care about anything else and pressed the burning sensation hard in his hand.

The next moment, a dull "gurgling" sound came from the magma, and a huge heat wave came from under his body.

With a "bang", the volcano suddenly erupted, thick smoke billowed, and countless air waves carried Sheng He out of the crater. Sheng He could not see anything, only the beating Green Flame True Fire in her chest kept reminding her that this time, she succeeded again.

The burning sensation gradually subsided, and Sheng He was thrown into the sky by the air wave. Countless magmas bloomed around her, disappearing in an instant like the most dazzling fireworks.

Feeling his body sinking further and further, Sheng He protected the Qingyan True Fire with one hand and quickly climbed onto the shaking log with the other.

A slightly rough hand appeared in front of Sheng He. Sheng He raised his head and saw Buwei lying on the boat in a mess, but still looking at Sheng He with a smile.

"This donor, do you need my help?"

"Master, saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda!"

Sheng He and Buwei smiled at each other.

With Buwei's help, Sheng He climbed onto the boat wet. A lot of lava from the volcanic eruption fell on the boat, leaving black spots.

Sheng He endured the burning sensation in her chest and took out three small hairpins from her head. After casually wrapping the Blue Flame True Fire with the hairpins, she carefully stuffed the Blue Flame True Fire into her sleeves.

Sheng He: It’s not hot anymore.

Three little carrot heads:?

Three little carrot heads: If you don’t want to be burned anymore, you come and burn us, right?

Three little carrot heads: Help! I’m going to die!

Sheng He tightened his sleeves and stretched out his bloodstained hands to Buwei embarrassedly: "Master, I'm afraid my hands can't hold the oars anymore."

Buwei glanced at Sheng He. Her robes were burned in several places, and a strand of her hair was singed by the lava. Her originally neat bun was now hanging in messy curls behind her head, making her look very disheveled.

But Sheng He's eyes were full of smiles.

Without leaving any trace, he turned his back to cover the scars on his hands, picked up the oars, and the boat slowly moved on the lake.

After the volcanic eruption, the temperature in the air seemed to gradually drop, and the initial burning sensation disappeared.

"Donor Sheng seems to be in a good mood, but has he fulfilled his wish?"

"Yes." Sheng He stood at the stern, as if he suddenly remembered something, and asked, "Has Master Buwei fulfilled his wish?"

It takes hundreds of years for the volcano under the sea to produce a small cluster of blue flame true fire. Apart from that, there is only the fire in the magma...

"Thanks to Donor Sheng, I got what I wanted."

Without smiling, he slowly opened his palm.

A thumb-sized bead emitting colorful fluorescence lay quietly in the palm of his hand.

"This is……"

"This pearl is called the Sun and Moon Pearl. It can revive the dead and turn flesh into bones. It was originally hidden in the magma. Thanks to donor Sheng who caused the volcano to erupt, I took the opportunity to get it when the magma gushed out."

"This time, I have to thank Patron Sheng."

Buwei's eyes curved, and Sheng He scratched her head in confusion. She didn't expect that she accidentally helped Buwei.

The boat slowly approached the shore. Sheng He looked at the wound on Buwei's forehead and took out a brocade box from the black crystal bracelet on his wrist. Just as he was about to hand it to Buwei, before he could say anything, his hands suddenly felt empty and the brocade box flew out at an extremely fast speed.

"Hahahahaha! Sheng He, the Qingyan True Fire belongs to me!"

Zhao Yanran played with the brocade box in her hand and raised her eyebrows at Sheng He proudly. "The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind. Sheng He, you didn't expect me to suddenly appear here, did you?"

"It's amazing that you knew I had a fire spirit root and went out of your way to get me this Azure Flame True Fire. The taste of the underwater volcano must be unpleasant, right? What a pity, after all, we are from the same sect. I won't say thank you to you this time."

Zhao Yanran curled her lips and leaned lazily against the tree. She stared at Sheng He closely, unwilling to miss any change in expression on Sheng He's face.

In her imagination, Sheng He would be very angry and would yell at her to return the Qingyan True Fire, or even attack her out of rage.

But not.

She didn't get any of the reactions she expected.

Sheng He looked at her in confusion, with a look in his eyes that was difficult to describe.

Zhao Yanran suddenly felt uneasy. She had suffered too much at the hands of Sheng He, and she subconsciously began to doubt herself. Did she take the wrong thing?

Thinking of this, Zhao Yanran immediately opened the brocade box to check.

Buwei suddenly took a step forward and looked at her with disapproval.

"This donor, kind words bring good fortune. The brocade box is for the donor, so you should return it to her!"

Zhao Yanran looked at Buwei who was wearing tattered clothes, and then at Sheng He who was in a miserable state. The system said that spiritual power was forbidden on the Wuwang Sea, and even the storage bag could not be opened. If the brocade box did not contain the Blue Flame True Fire, then where could Sheng He hide the Blue Flame True Fire?

It must be this little monk who teamed up with Sheng He to deceive her.

System: ...I won’t take the blame for this.

"Host, I suggest you open it and take a look. This brocade box does not contain the True Azure Flame."

Zhao Yanran rolled her eyes.

Even if the brocade box didn't contain the True Azure Flame, so what? She still had her Master!

Thinking of this, Zhao Yanran instantly felt confident.

She looked at Buwei who was getting closer to her, and suddenly shouted behind her: "Master, save me!"

The familiar pressure came again, and a cold white blade flew straight towards Buwei's neck.

Sheng He's face changed, and he quickly pulled Buwei to hide aside. Bai Ren fell into the Wuwang Sea behind them, and the lake water was instantly frozen.

Sheng He pursed his lips and looked into the depths of the dense forest. A white figure was slowly approaching here.

That is...Xuan Xiao.

Sheng He narrowed his eyes and grabbed Buwei's arm.

"Don't move, follow me!"

She quickly took out two Thousand Miles Teleportation Talismans from her storage ring, and the talisman papers immediately began to burn when she held them between her fingers.

Zhao Yanran looked at the familiar talisman paper, and a trace of panic flashed across her face: "Sheng He, what are you going to do? You don't want to escape?"

Sheng He looked at Zhao Yanran with a half-smile: "You have taken away the Qingyan True Fire, and you invited Uncle Xuanxiao to come. If I don't leave, am I going to die here?"

"Oh, by the way, I forgot that Xuan Xiao has been expelled from the sect and is no longer my uncle."