"Zi Xuan has gone missing!"

"It's all my fault, all my fault! I brought this upon Zi Xuan!"

"I deserve to die!"

Yun Han's face was filled with anguish, tears glistening on her cold features.

If she hadn't asked Zi Xuan to refine the Demonic Essence Pill for her, this wouldn't have happened.

Harming others and oneself.

Now, she had found hope for healing.

But what about Zi Xuan?

She was a genius alchemist, an indispensable peak master of the Mingyuan Sword Sect.

Even in the entire Western Province's alchemist community, she was somewhat famous.

But now, she was missing.

A person who hadn't left Luxiu Peak for years had vanished without a trace.

"Perhaps she found it increasingly difficult to control her inner demons and left the sect?" Chen Bei pondered carefully and came to this conclusion.

"Hard to control her inner demons? Where would she go? Once she falls into demonic ways, where would she be accepted? Her cultivation hasn't even reached the Golden Elixir stage."

Hearing Chen Bei's words, Yun Han became even more anxious.

A person who falls into demonic ways is not tolerated by the world, and everyone seeks to eliminate them.

And Zi Xuan, being an alchemist, was not skilled in combat.

"Where do you think someone who has fallen into demonic ways could be accepted?" Chen Bei asked Yun Han in return.

"Rising Dragon Ravine!" Xue Mei immediately thought of Rising Dragon Ravine in response to Chen Bei's question.

That place was guarded by the Mingyuan Sword Sect and was a land of dark demons.

Although the depths were sealed, the malevolent qi within blotted out the sky, and even the beasts and plants were imbued with demonic nature.

Under the protection of the Mingyuan Sword Sect, no one would dare enter.

"Yes! She must be in Rising Dragon Ravine!"

"Chen Bei, you have a way to heal her, don't you?" Yun Han immediately stood up, looking at Chen Bei with anticipation.

"My Dominant Yang Divine Physique, with its extreme yang and fire, can counteract evil spirits. Plus, with my Yin-Yang Divine Control Art, the fusion of yin and yang can purify and elevate. Sister Han, you should know this well!"

"As long as her mind hasn't been completely extinguished, she should be savable!"

"I'll go find her and bring her back!"

With Chen Bei's affirmative answer, Yun Han immediately got up to leave.

"Wait, Sister Han!"

"You can't go!"

Seeing Yun Han about to leave in a hurry, Chen Bei quickly stopped her.

"I must go!"

Yun Han looked back at Chen Bei, her face full of determination.

"With your current condition, are you going to seek death?"

"Seven days, I'll do my best to stabilize your injuries and clear the malevolent qi from your body."

"Then you stay here and recuperate! You're not allowed to go anywhere!"

Chen Bei looked at Yun Han with an undeniable expression in his eyes.

At that moment.

The most domineering and cold peak master of the Mingyuan Sword Sect felt a sudden tremor in her heart.

She was actually intimidated by this young man in the Postnatal Realm.

Unconsciously, she nodded in agreement with Chen Bei's words.

Moreover, the warmth in her heart made her feel the stirrings of a young girl's affection.

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"Sister Mei, take me to Rising Dragon Ravine in seven days!"

"Sister Han, you're not young anymore, be good and wait for me to come back."

"As long as Peak Master Zi Xuan is there, we will definitely bring her back."

Xue Mei glanced at Chen Bei and then at Yun Han, silently giving Chen Bei a thumbs-up.

It was the first time she had seen someone speak to Yun Han like that.

The key was that Yun Han didn't lose her temper; instead, she showed a hint of shyness on her face.

Yes, shyness.

Xue Mei felt as if she had seen a ghost.

"Is this... the allure of dual cultivation?"

...

Seven days passed in the blink of an eye.

Xue Mei, dragging a physically exhausted Chen Bei, with dark circles under her eyes, left the Mingyuan Sword Sect.

For seven consecutive days, it felt like she had been through hell.

Even now, her mind was filled with Yun Han's lingering moans, and the entwined figures of two people were hard to shake off.

"What kind of sin have I committed!"

Chen Bei wasn't much better off; these seven days of depletion had truly drained his body.

Standing on the flying sword, holding Xue Mei's slender waist, his legs felt weak.

However, a man's happiness is simple like this.

The eternal solitude of cultivation couldn't compare to the joy of such a vibrant life.

It felt as if the thousand years of his previous life had been wasted.

"Previously, I looked down on that dubious Hehuan Immortal Valley, but perhaps they wouldn't even consider us from these prestigious immortal mountains!"

"Life is short, enjoy it while you can; it truly captures the essence of life."

"The Yin-Yang Divine Control Art paired with the Dominant Yang Divine Physique is indeed a heavenly existence."

"However, there are still some flaws. In the future, when I deduce the great path, I will definitely perfect it."

"Let this Yin-Yang Divine Control Art become a true book of the great path!"

The two of them traveled on the sword, flying over thousands of mountains.

Xue Mei, lost in thought, trembled every time Chen Bei moved his hand that supported her.

Her face was puffed up with anger, tinged with a hint of disappointment.

It seemed to say, "Hold me, hold me, why aren't you holding me? How am I any less than Senior Sister!"

Chen Bei, lost in thought, wore a particularly bright smile.

Perhaps he was thinking of his master in the upper realm and the group of senior and junior sisters who used to surround him every day!

Rising Dragon Ravine was not a mountain ravine.

It was a giant crater with a diameter of several dozen miles among the mountains.

A faint black mist rose from it, resembling a black dragon ascending to the heavens, hence the name Rising Dragon Ravine.

Before even getting close, an eerie sense of evil made one's skin crawl.

"This aura? The Ancient Asura Field? This aura is unmistakable!"

"How can there be a place leading to the Ancient Asura Field in the lower realm?"

Chen Bei sensed the aura here and felt a familiar presence.

The Ancient Asura Field was a place where he had trained and fought with his senior sisters for many years, and he would never mistake it.

If the Ancient Asura Field had torn open a passage in this lower realm, it could be obliterated in an instant.

And such a terrifying place was guarded by a sect as weak as the Mingyuan Sword Sect.

What kind of enemies did Xue Mei's master, mistress, and Yun Han face back then?

They were merely cultivators at the Elemental Infant and Golden Elixir stages; how could they possibly guard this place?

And who created the seal here?

"Greetings, Peak Master Xue Mei!"

Just as Chen Bei was filled with doubts, a large group of cultivators guarding the place flew over on their swords to greet them.

Old and young, hundreds of them, almost all at the Foundation Establishment stage.

Chen Bei finally understood why there was almost a gap in the Foundation Establishment stage within the Mingyuan Sword Sect.

It turned out they were all stationed here.

"No need for formalities! Thank you for your hard work!"

"Have you seen Peak Master Zi Xuan here in recent days?"

"Peak Master Zi came about half a month ago, saying she was looking for herbs."

These people were diligent in their duties and could immediately recall who had come and when.

"Did she leave?"

"We haven't seen Peak Master Zi leave!"

"Did you notice anything unusual about Peak Master Zi?"

"Unusual? No."

Everyone thought for a moment and shook their heads.

It seemed that when Zi Xuan came here, she hadn't fallen into demonic ways or lost her mind.

Rumble...

As they spoke, a loud noise suddenly erupted from within the crater.

"Roar..."

Followed by the furious roar of countless beasts!

"What... what's happening?"

"Open the barrier! Be careful not to inhale the demonic miasma! Follow me!"

"Chen Bei, you stay here!"

"Sister Mei, don't waste words; if we're going to die, we'll die together! Let's go!"