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Mu Qingyuan stared blankly at the figure blurred by smoke and dust.

The jet-black sword made entirely of special minerals pushed aside the huge rock that blocked the way ahead.

The collapsed stone statue revealed the mountain it was guarding behind it.

As the obstructing boulder was moved aside, the dim cave entrance blew hot waves towards us.

And 'Mu Qingyuan' seemed to have no discomfort at all, and walked quietly inside.

The interior of the cave was pitch black.

Mu Qingyuan rubbed his palms together, and a flame slowly ignited.

Several bat-winged creatures hiding in the dark were stimulated by the bright light and flapped their wings, then scattered in panic.

The structure inside the cave gradually became clear.

The entrance to the cave is very narrow, but the further you go inside, the wider the cave becomes.

From time to time, a few furry cave beasts would run past under your feet.

'Mu Qingyuan' retracted his gaze.

If the senior sister saw this, she would definitely stop them from playing around.

When they get tired of playing, they will throw a few spiritual fruits to send them away.

She always seems to be like this, whether towards people or things.

When he's in the mood, he'll keep teasing and won't stop until he gets a satisfactory response.

But when they get tired of playing, they are too lazy to take responsibility and just send them away after giving them a few small favors.

They seem to be the easiest to get along with, but in fact they don't show any mercy to others.

Coming and going freely, stirring the heartstrings yet ruthlessly withdrawing.

The girl's fair profile was stained with a thin halo and warmth by the orange firelight.

However, his face was as cold as frost.

At this moment, Mu Qingyuan's hair suddenly stood on end, and his subconscious mind was shouting "danger".

'Whoosh—'

The flame in the palm of his hand suddenly went out.

'Mu Qingyuan' turned sideways and just missed the arrow.

She quickly drew her sword, and sword energy surged inside the cave.

‘Stab it——’

A fierce collision of sharp weapons suddenly broke out.

'Mu Qingyuan' swatted away the arrow that was flying straight at his face and quickly found cover to block the rain of arrows.

After the sound of arrows flying through the air disappeared for a long time, Mu Qingyuan carefully poked his head out to check the surrounding situation.

…The dark shadow sensed during the confrontation had long since disappeared without a trace.

Mu Qingyuan frowned, and his eyes suddenly became sharp.

He is good at archery and familiar with his own movements. Could it be...

The flashing pain on my shoulder interrupted my thoughts.

Mu Qingyuan lowered her eyes.

The pure-colored Taoist robe was stained with blood, and the flesh torn by the arrows was exposed. The edges of the bloodstains exuded a strange aura, which was shocking to look at.

Mu Qingyuan was watching from the side and felt a pain in her arm, and she frowned unconsciously.

But 'Mu Qingyuan' just held the porcelain bottle and sprinkled the medicine powder on it with an indifferent expression, as if he felt no pain.

One can’t help but wonder, if the little white flower heroine described in the original novel would really be so calm when injured?

Sure enough, this 'Mu Qingyuan' is different from me.

Mu Qingyuan emphasized it again in her heart, as if she was deliberately deepening the impression.

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'boom--'

A ray of light leaked into the stone chamber, and the dark shadow standing at the door was elongated by the light behind him, obscuring the bound figure leaning against the wall.

The tight silk thread was tightly wrapped around his body, and the tip of the arrow stuck in his shoulder blade was probably coated with muscle softening powder, making it impossible for him to muster any strength.

Under Qin Yan were a few piles of messy weeds, their light green stained darker by mottled bloodstains.

Excessive blood loss caused her consciousness to become blurred.

The restraints wrapped around her were probably the magical instrument 'Thousand Love Threads', which according to legend were created by an ancient spider demon in order to tie up her Taoist partner who had abandoned her and ascended to heaven.

It is made from all the demonic power, non-toxic and harmless, and has only one use:

Those who are bound will be unable to communicate with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, nor will they be able to circulate the spiritual power in their bodies.

It is said that after the spider demon condensed the 'Thousand Threads of Love', it dissipated in an instant, leaving only the 'Thousand Threads of Love' with endless resentment to entangle the great man who was about to ascend to heaven.

The 'Thousand Threads of Love' are the incarnation of a spider demon whose love was betrayed. Therefore, in order to untie the 'Thousand Threads of Love', only those who have made a contract with this magic weapon or those who have a deep friendship with the bound person can cut it.

This magic weapon was one of the spoils of war that the Sword Sect obtained in a secret realm. Qin Yan had personally seen the Great Elder record it in his name.

"…What exactly do you want to do?"

A weak and dry voice echoed in the stone chamber. Qin Yan tried his best to circulate his spiritual power to try to break the restraints, but to no avail.

"...Big Brother."

The figure at the door of the stone chamber paused, raised his chin slightly, revealing his gentle and elegant face.

It was Lanshan, the eldest senior brother of the Sword Sect and the first disciple of Qingzhu Zhenren.

"You and the Great Elder...why?"

Why did you betray your master?

Why do you want to backstab us?

Qin Yan was so angry that blood flowed from the corners of his lips.

As soon as she stepped into the small secret realm, she was attacked by a rain of arrows. Qin Yan had found a loophole and was about to escape, but was stopped by Lanshan.

Because the familiar face and aura gave her a sense of security, Qin Yan found the way without noticing.

The arrow shot by Lanshan was aimed at her heart. If she hadn't reacted quickly, she would have almost died.

She fell to the ground in agony, and the real culprit who shot the arrow actually said with a look of pity on his face, "Then I won't take your lives..."

Bastard! You're making it sound like sparing your life is a great blessing!

The figure at the door slowly moved in front of Qin Yan, squatted down slowly, and gently wiped the blood from the corner of Qin Yan's lips.

"Junior sister."

That handsome smiling face is as gentle as ever.

"The Great Dao is supreme, but Master is entangled by these trivialities and is unable to focus on cultivation, making it difficult for him to overcome the great calamity of ascension."

The warm fingertips were as cold and damp as a poisonous snake, gently stroking the end of the lips up to the top of the hair.

"There are too many things that hinder Master. I want to solve them one by one for him."

"In this way, he can comprehend the way to ascension with peace of mind."

Qin Yan widened her eyes, her beautiful eyes filled with fear.

You are crazy...

Arashiyama's crazy look terrified her.

"For something like this...are you going to betray your master?"

Qin Yan asked in disbelief.

"Who said I want to betray my master?"

Lanshan rubbed Qin Yan's hair carelessly, "I'm just clearing all obstacles for Master."

"What great elder, what sect leader..." Lanshan raised his lips contemptuously.

"A fool who is too old to be of any use, with only a decorative thing growing around his neck."

Lanshan's expression changed instantly, and the sneer in his eyes faded away.

"Don't worry, Junior Sister. Senior Brother will take good care of you from now on."

Lanshan ruffled Qin Yan's hair, and his clear voice sounded pleasant to the ears.

"Just like the first time you met me, we can still be like the old days."

Qin Yan stared at him without saying a word.

Lanshan patted her head happily.

"Don't look at me like that, Brother. I get hurt too..."

Lanshan's eyes focused, and he drew his sword and slashed backwards.

'boom--'

The violent spiritual power exploded.

The exploding spiritual energy caused things to splatter and fly everywhere, raising dust.

"Who cares about your hypocrisy?"