Yaoguang Fairy Path

In the distance, a row of iron cages came into view. Under the dim light, one could vaguely see disciples from various sects being held in the cages. Their faces were pale and their eyes were tightly closed.

Ye Shuyao's heart tightened, and she sent a voice message to Baili Lingfeng: "Daoyou Baili, we must rescue them as soon as possible!"

Baili Lingfeng shook his head slightly and replied through voice transmission, "Shuyao, there's no need to be so polite. We've been through life and death together, so we're good friends. Just call me Lingfeng."

His voice was low and firm, revealing an unquestionable determination.

Ye Shuyao nodded in agreement. She took a deep breath and tried to calm her inner tension.

Seeing this, Baili Lingfeng curled up the corner of his mouth into a smile. He leaned close to Ye Shuyao's ear and whispered softly, "Or, you can also call me Brother Lingfeng."

Ye Shuyao was stunned for a moment, then gently pushed Baili Lingfeng away and said seriously, "Stop it, this is not the time to joke around."

A hint of disappointment flashed across Baili Lingfeng's eyes, but he quickly regained his composure. He nodded and said seriously, "Then be careful. I will find a chance to rescue those monks."

Ye Shuyao also nodded solemnly, her eyes becoming firm. "I will try my best to draw him into the illusion. You will act according to the situation. Also, you must help me find Ruyu and Yang Tao. They are my best friends since I came to this world. I can't let anything happen to them."

Baili Lingfeng nodded solemnly, a glint of determination flashing in his eyes: "Don't worry, I will definitely find them."

The two looked at each other and smiled, and the tacit understanding and trust between them reached their peak at this moment.

After a long while, Ye Shuyao discovered that the black-robed man seemed to have fallen into silence. There was no other sound in the secret room except the humming sound coming from the blood pool.

She carefully signaled Baili Lingfeng to stay away from this area to avoid being discovered by the man in black robe. Then, she took a deep breath, summoned the Phantom Butterfly, and prepared to unfold the strongest illusion.

As Ye Shuyao's spell fell, five-colored light suddenly burst out in the air, dazzling and eye-catching. The black-robed man's eyes were hurt by the sudden light. When he opened his eyes again, the scene in front of him had changed drastically.

Ye Shuyao also entered this illusion, but she did not appear in front of people immediately.

At this moment, she was in the backyard of the City Lord's Mansion. A dilapidated and abandoned courtyard came into view. In this courtyard, a young man in tattered clothes was being bullied by several other teenagers.

The young man had a pale face and a thin body. He curled up on the ground, allowing those young men in gorgeous clothes to kick him all over his body. Those young men beat and scolded him, spitting out ugly words, as if the young man was the object of their anger.

Ye Shuyao stood aside, watching all this silently. Her heart was filled with sympathy and anger. She wanted to stop them, but her hands passed through their bodies. This boy looked about the same age as her, but he was suffering such inhuman treatment. Where she couldn't see, the boy's eyes flashed.

After a while, a young man seemed to have noticed something. He nervously walked over to the young man known as the eldest son and said in a trembling voice, "He...he is not dead, is he?"

The eldest son glanced at the young man lying on the ground, his eyes full of contempt and disdain.