Sorry, master, my junior sister has surrendered to the enemy!

The Seventh Prince was on the run when he was knocked unconscious by a loud bell. When he woke up, he saw a group of people surrounding him and Yinming.

Yinming is still not fully awake due to the influence of the Buddhist bell.

A man covered in pustules plunged a knife directly into Yinming's chest!

"No!!!" The seventh prince struggled desperately, but to no avail.

As the blade slowly pierced Yinming's body, the Seventh Prince grew increasingly desperate.

Then the villagers of the evil land surrounded the seventh prince, excitedly saying, "You are a gift from heaven..."

Just then, a white light flashed in the night, and a sword that shone without its own light, like a shooting star, left a dazzling trail and cut the villagers of the evil land in half.

Before their bodies were separated, the villagers of this wretched land were completely unaware, which shows the ruthlessness of the person who made the move and the power of the sword.

The villagers' severed limbs were still writhing, and black blood kept dripping onto the Seventh Prince's face, which terrified him.

A slender, tall figure carrying a sword walked over, dazzling the Seventh Prince's eyes.

"Chu Yu!" The Seventh Prince recognized her at a glance.

He was shocked because Chu Yu's complexion was also not good. Her eyes were red, her face was frighteningly pale, and her lips looked as if they had just been stained with blood.

The situation is critical now, and we can't care about past grudges anymore.

"Chu Yu, untie me!" The Seventh Prince struggled, but Chu Yu raised his hand and released him.

The Seventh Prince hurriedly came to Yinming's side and slowly pulled the knife out of his chest.

Seeing that blood was about to gush out from Yinming's chest, Chu Yu gasped.

"Come on, help me hold it down," the Seventh Prince said softly, behaving very professionally at this moment, unlike his usual arrogant and unruly demeanor.

Chu Yu reached out and pressed around Yin Ming's wound. The Seventh Prince slowly pulled out the knife and began to treat Yin Ming's injury.

Unable to use his cultivation technique, the Seventh Prince looked around and saw the Chekong Sword glowing in the dark night. He reached out and wiped his hand on the blade, cut his finger, and fed his blood drop by drop into Yinming's mouth.

The sword, Chekong, trembled.

Chu Yu: "..."

This was the first time the Chekong Sword had encountered someone trying to scam it, and it was momentarily stunned.

As the Seventh Prince's blood dripped in, Yinming's wound healed instantly.

Chu Yu's eyes widened slightly.

"The Rejuvenating Body works like this: the purer the bloodline, the better the healing effect."

The Seventh Prince breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Yinming was alright, and explained.

Chu Yu looked down at Yin Ming, who was wearing a half-face mask, whereas the previous Ming had not worn a mask.

“Woming and Yinming are one yin and one yang; when they separate, they can only show half of themselves to the public,” the Seventh Prince said.

Upon hearing the word "yin and yang," Chu Yu's eyes flickered slightly.

"Where is Woming?"

"Very far away."

No sooner had the Seventh Prince finished speaking than Yinming woke up.

"Seventh Prince..." He stood up, clutching his chest, and was somewhat surprised to find that his injury had almost healed.

Turning his head and seeing Chu Yu, Yinming was startled.

"Oh my god!" Yinming almost jumped up, but the Seventh Prince pulled him back and comforted him with a smile:

"Alright, Miss Chu Yu saved us."

The Seventh Prince looked at Chu Yu with a hint of a smile in his eyes: "Is that right, an ally?"

Chu Yu nodded, then turned to Yin Ming: "How did these villagers from this wretched land manage to hurt you?"

Speaking of this, Yinming seemed to recall something he didn't want to remember, and he opened his mouth with difficulty to say, "For some reason, four Buddhist bells descended upon this world in succession to suppress it. After I was knocked unconscious by the third one, I woke up to find a villager from this wretched land cutting his palm and smearing it in my mouth..."

As he was talking, he started to gag.

Sure enough, they infected first and then killed.

Does this mean they have killed other cultivators?

The Seventh Prince inquired about what had happened here, since when they first arrived at this hellish place, there was no one there. How could it suddenly become like a scene from hell?

Chu Yu gave a brief explanation, and the Seventh Prince frowned upon learning that something had happened outside.

"Seventh Prince, do me a favor," Chu Yu said.

"You said."

After struggling in the cursed land for a day, the Seventh Prince no longer harbored any hostility towards Chu Yu, who had saved him.

"Help me ask questions." Chu Yu went to a distance and dragged over a writhing humanoid creature.

His hands and feet were severed, the cuts were smooth, and his skin was peeled off and wrapped in bandages.

Chu Yu pointed at the man and said, "Help me ask him where A-Ling is."

"Little Nine, she's gone?" The Seventh Prince immediately became serious.

Chu Yu looked at him intently.

The villager from the evil land, his body wrapped in bandages, was still wriggling on the ground. Ignoring the strange commotion, the Seventh Prince felt extremely uncomfortable under Chu Yu's gaze, and a sense of humiliation welled up in his heart:

"What kind of person do you take me for? Do you think I would deliberately watch my sister be in danger and do nothing? How could I be that kind of person?"

Chu Yu looked at him without saying a word.

"Believe it or not, I'll find out for you, I..." The Seventh Prince was so angry that he became flustered. He rushed over and grabbed the villager from that wretched land, and after a long and serious discussion...

He then stood up somewhat awkwardly and explained with difficulty, "The Buddha Bell's suppression is too deep; the seductive arts won't work..."

Upon hearing this, Chu Yu slowly lowered his eyes, remaining silent and looking very disappointed.

Seeing her like this, the Seventh Prince became anxious: "Don't be sad, I'll think of something..."

He paced anxiously for a few moments, his worry genuine.

The Seventh Prince tried everything he could—coercion, bribery, persuasion, torture—and even joined Yinming in brutally beating the villager from this wretched land, but he couldn't get a single word out of him.

Chu Yu pondered for a while. She had already tried all sorts of coercion and enticement, otherwise she wouldn't have come to the Seventh Prince.

Since we can't get any answers from the questions, we might as well try to think about it using the logic of immortal mountains and wicked lands.

So she stepped forward and pulled the Seventh Prince and Yinming apart, and said to the villager from the evil land, "You are sick, you are not healthy."

The person who had been silent and only laughing shrilly suddenly stopped laughing and began to cry.

Seeing that he reacted, Chu Yu continued, "You can make Lady Chunling favor you again and restore your health."

"Just tell me where the girl you kidnapped from the sacred mountain is..."

"Waaah...waaah..." The person writhed on the ground and howled for a while, then resumed his shrill laughter, his voice mournful.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"Miss Chunling doesn't love you... but we love you..."

"May your life be as long as the tree, may you live to the fullest, may all your ailments be cured..."

"Offer sacrifices to Kangji...May all illnesses be cured..."

"It's all lies!"

"Only we will love you, hahahahahaha..."

He's gone mad again.

Chu Yu patiently said, "We are the celestial messengers of Lady Chunling. As long as you tell us where that girl is, we guarantee that all your ailments will be cured."

The seventh prince replied, "No disaster, no pain."

Yinming: "My limbs are healthy."

Chu Yu: "..." Something seems off?

In the end, the man confessed.

"You need to go downstream to underground, into caves. As for the exact location, I don't know. You'll have to find it yourselves in the caves."

After speaking, the man glanced at the Seventh Prince with a somewhat pleading look.

The seventh prince understood immediately and dripped a few drops of blood into his mouth.

New skin visibly grew on him, and his flesh turned bright red.

He laughed happily, then the laughter gradually faded away, leaving behind only a corpse that had grown new flesh and was no longer so ugly.

Everyone was stunned.

His motionless body stood in stark contrast to the still-wriggling limbs and torsos around him.

"It seems he died long ago; the plague kept him alive like a walking corpse."

"Curing the disease actually ended his life."

The seventh prince explained.

Indeed, what ordinary person could survive if all their skin were removed?

Chu Yu stared at the walking corpses on the ground, then silently moved forward to find the cave.

The Seventh Prince and Yinming quickly followed.