So what if I'm useless? I'll become a saint!

Seeing Chen Yan disappearing into the darkness of the Linggu abyss, Jiuxi's face couldn't help but look a little ugly.

She turned to look at Ling Jiuze, with a hint of worry in her tone.

"Brother, he is the young master of the Chen family. Will this cause us trouble?"

Although she felt that Chen Yan deserved to die, if she became enemies with the Chen family because of this incident, the elders of the Ling family would definitely be furious.

Ling Jiuze's face was equally gloomy. He took a deep breath and then exhaled slowly, as if trying to calm himself down.

"No one is allowed to tell anyone about this."

His voice was cold and firm, revealing an unquestionable majesty.

When everyone heard this, they immediately fell silent and responded in unison.

"Yes!"

They knew Ling Jiuze's character very well and knew that he was definitely not joking at this moment.

Ling Jiuze's face was still as gloomy as water, and he emphasized it again.

"If anyone tells anyone, I will make sure he dies without a burial place."

His voice revealed a strong murderous intent, which made everyone present shudder.

He paused and then continued.

"Also, if anyone asks, just say that the young master of the Chen family jumped in to save the fifth young lady who fell into the abyss of the Spirit Valley."

There was a hint of cunning in his words, and it was obvious that he had already thought of a response plan.

"When the time comes, remember to portray their relationship more movingly."

Hearing this, Ling Jiuxi couldn't help but sneer.

"It's really cheap!"

Her words were full of disdain and ridicule, as if she felt that Chen Yan's death was not worth it.

However, Ling Jiuze just sneered.

"People are dead, so what's cheap or not?"

His voice was cold and heartless, as if he was mocking Ling Jiuxi's naivety.

In his view, death is the end of everything. No matter how many entanglements and disputes there are in life, they will disappear with death.

Ling De, who had just ambushed Chen Yan, was now looking at Ling Jiuxi with a fawning smile on his face, and spoke in a flattering manner.

"Second Young Master is right. How can it be cheap or not? They are just two dead people! Third Young Miss is extremely beautiful. There will be men who are more outstanding than Chen Yan who admire her."

When Ling Jiuxi heard this, he sighed softly, with a complicated expression on his face.

"Your words are reassuring. Ling Jiuan's biggest worry is finally gone."

She seemed to be sighing, and seemed to be glad that the existence that had always made her feel threatened had finally disappeared.

Ling Jiuze took a look at the bottomless abyss of Linggu and a meaningful smile appeared on his face.

"Okay, let's go find the spirit beast!"

He waved his hand, as if wanting to put the past behind him.

"Now we have high-level spirit beads, but we also need ordinary spirit beads. We have to keep working hard."

As he spoke, he took the lead and walked forward, his steps firm and powerful.

Ling Jiuxi, Ling De and others followed closely behind, and the group soon disappeared into the dense forest.

Their goal is clear - to find more spirit beasts and spirit beads.

They seemed to have forgotten everything that had just happened, as if the two people who fell into the abyss had never appeared in their lives.

The moment Ling Jiuan fell into the abyss of Linggu, his heart was filled with despair.

She thought she was going to die, but at this moment, the gears of fate turned miraculously.

She actually fell into a cold pool at the bottom of the abyss, and the icy water instantly enveloped her body.

She spat out a mouthful of blood, and the bright red liquid spread in the clear water like a bunch of blooming red flowers.

The water in the cold pond was so chilly that it penetrated into every cell of her body. Coupled with the pain in her body, Jiuan trembled with pain.

She gasped, anger welling up in her heart.

Ling Jiuze was so cruel that she almost couldn't make it.

But she knew she couldn't just give up.

She struggled to swim out of the cold pond, her wet hair sticking to her face, but it could not hide the determination in her eyes.

She took out a pill that restored her strength from her storage bag and carefully put it into her mouth.

The taste of the pill was bitter and strong, but it brought her a glimmer of hope.

Then, she took out a healing pill and swallowed it.

As the effect of the medicine spread, she felt her strength gradually recovering.

She leaned against a huge rock, panting, and the anger in her heart slowly subsided.

Thinking back to what had just happened, she couldn't help but feel a little scared.

After all the hard work, I ended up making things difficult for others.

She looked up at the sky. The sky, which was blocked by the abyss of the Spirit Valley, was so gloomy that it made people feel breathless.

She took a deep breath and stood up.

She knew she couldn't give up.

There was peace and tranquility in the Ling family mansion.

Madam Lan, dressed in a gorgeous purple dress, walked slowly into Ling Changfeng's study. Behind her followed a maid, who lowered her head and carefully held an exquisite food box.

"Master, eat something and take a rest!"

Mrs. Lan's voice was gentle and concerned. She gently opened the food box, revealing a bowl of steaming snow lotus soup.

"This is the snow lotus soup that I specially asked the kitchen to prepare. It is very beneficial for cultivation."

Ling Changfeng put down the brush in his hand, looked up at Madam Lan, a smile flashed in his eyes.

"You are still the most thoughtful."

He took the snow lotus soup with a smile, took a few sips and put it aside.

Seeing this, Mrs. Lan spoke with pretended concern.

"Master, is it not to your taste?"

Her eyes were full of concern, and she looked like a good wife and mother.

Ling Changfeng shook his head and sighed.

"No, I just can't eat."

His brows were furrowed, and he was obviously worried.

Mrs. Lan narrowed her eyes, then smiled gently.

"Is the master worried about the children?"

She asked softly, as if wanting to share some of Ling Changfeng's worries.

Ling Changfeng sighed and spoke slowly.

"Jiuxi is fine, she is quite strong, and with Jiuze protecting her, nothing will happen to her. But Jiuan, that girl, has no spiritual roots and is so stubborn, I am a little worried."

His tone was full of worry and helplessness.

He felt a little more guilty towards his daughter Ling Jiuan.

If her mother were still alive, she might not be willing to ignore her even if she had no spiritual roots.

To be honest, it was his fault as a father.

Hearing this, a strange emotion flashed in Mrs. Lan's eyes, but she quickly concealed it.

She regained her usual gentle smile.

“Don’t worry, Patriarch. Jiuze will take care of his sister.”

She whispered soothingly, as if everything was under her control.

However, only she herself knew what she really thought.

The study fell silent again, with only the wind blowing gently outside the window, bringing a slight chill.

Ling Changfeng looked at the sky outside the window and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

In the secret realm, how much can he control the children's affairs?