Yaoguang Fairy Path

Hearing Bingbing's words, Ye Shuyao felt a warm current in her heart. She gently stroked Bingbing's head and comforted her: "I miss you too, Bingbing, but now we have to find a way to get rid of that guy outside."

Bingbing seemed to understand what Ye Shuyao said. It raised its head and looked at Ye Shuyao with a firm look.

Ye Shuyao knew that she couldn't hide here forever and had to find a way to deal with Long Wu Ji. So she began to think about countermeasures, while also telling Bing Bing about her own experiences and encounters.

In the depths of space, Ye Shuyao was finally no longer bound by Long Wuji in the outside world, and she devoted herself fully to cultivation.

Three days seemed to pass in a flash. When she finally broke through the shackles of the Golden Core, the joy in her heart was beyond words. Bingbing was also cheering for her, with a gleam of relief in her eyes.

After the training, Ye Shuyao summoned Bingpo with a thought. A ray of light flashed, and a woman's figure appeared in front of her.

Is this Bingpo's sword spirit? Ye Shuyao was curious and looked at the woman in front of her carefully.

"Bingpo greets the master." The woman bowed respectfully.

Ye Shuyao was slightly stunned, then asked doubtfully: "Bingpo, why were you so quiet before?"

The Ice Soul Sword Spirit replied, "Master, I have been in a deep sleep and only woke up recently."

Ye Shuyao nodded, understanding. She thought for a moment, then said sincerely, "Just call me by my name from now on. I'm not used to you all calling me Master. We're not just partners, we're family."

Hearing Ye Shuyao's words, Bingpo Sword Spirit and Bingbing were both moved and nodded. They knew that Ye Shuyao truly regarded them as partners and relatives worth trusting and relying on...

In front of Ye Shuyao, Long Wuji's figure seemed to be swallowed by an invisible force. He waited for three days and three nights, but still could not wait for the figure he was looking for. His face became colder and colder, as if covered with a layer of ice that had not melted for thousands of years. His eyes were as gloomy as the abyss, revealing a terrifying chill.

The surrounding flowers, plants and trees were instantly turned into ashes under the impact of Long Wuji's violent spiritual energy. The air was filled with the smell of burning. In the sky, a huge red dragon-shaped shadow was roaring, and its sound was deafening, scaring the low-level spirit beasts in the forest to tremble. They curled up in the corner, their eyes full of fear and anxiety.

Long Wu Ji gritted his teeth, his voice low and sinister: "Little thing, I wonder where you can escape to!" His voice echoed in the forest, carrying endless anger and determination. Then, his body rose into the air, turned into a stream of light, and disappeared into the misty forest.

Ye Shuyao in the space witnessed all this. When she saw Long Wuji leave, the tension and fear in her heart were finally relieved.

She let out a long sigh and patted her chest, as if to push all the depression and anxiety out of her body. Her eyes flashed with complex emotions, including fear of Long Wuji and relief for his departure.

"This madman is finally gone," she whispered to herself, her voice revealing a hint of relief and relief.

However, Ye Shuyao's heart was not as calm as she appeared on the surface. She knew very well that Long Wuji's departure was only a brief period of peace. The fear from the bottom of her heart made her dare not relax at all.