Yaoguang Fairy Path

"Bingpo, let's go," she said softly, her voice revealing firmness and determination.

As her voice fell, the fog in front seemed to be dispelled by this force, revealing a road leading to the outside world.

Bingpo looked at Ye Shuyao, who was dressed in moon-white clothes, in front of him. Her clothes fluttered in the wind, and her long hair flew, like a female knight about to embark on a journey.

Bingpo's heart was filled with relief and pride. She knew that Ye Shuyao was ready to face new challenges.

"Okay!" Bingpo's royal sister's voice rang out in the misty forest, full of determination and expectation.

Afterwards, her spirit turned into a ray of light and flew into the Bingpo Sword. Ye Shuyao tightly grasped the sword in her hand, feeling the presence of Bingpo, and her heart was filled with strength.

Ye Shuyao stepped out of the misty forest, and the view before her suddenly opened up. A vast world appeared before her. The moonlight fell on her, warm and bright, as if seeing her off and encouraging her to embark on a new journey.

She took a breath, feeling the fresh air, her heart filled with anticipation and excitement. She knew that there would be more challenges waiting for her ahead, but she also believed that she was ready.

Ye Shuyao knows that to become stronger, she must move forward courageously, constantly challenge herself, and break through her own limits. With a firm belief in herself, she continues her journey of cultivation.

Soon, she came to a valley shrouded in thick fog. The valley seemed to be surrounded by a mysterious power, and the mist made it difficult to see the truth within. Ye Shuyao stepped into the mist cautiously, keeping her mind alert.

Just as she was about to go around a huge rock and continue forward, she suddenly heard a fierce quarrel.

She was startled, feeling that the voice seemed familiar, so she quickened her pace and walked around the stone, only to be shocked by the scene before her.

In the mist, two men in the middle stage of foundation building, one tall and one short, were slashing at a young man. That young man was Yang Tao, one of her good friends.

Meanwhile, Li Yuru collapsed to the ground, seemingly passed out. Yang Tao closed his eyes tightly, seemingly giving up resistance, and sighed, "My life is over!"

Seeing this, Ye Shuyao felt anger and anxiety surge in her heart like a tide.

How could she tolerate her friend being imprisoned? A cold light flashed in her eyes, and the Ice Soul Sword tightly grasped in her hand instantly turned into a flash of lightning, appearing in front of the attack of the two male cultivators in an instant, blocking their way.

During the period of training in the misty forest, Ye Shuyao not only honed her will, but also continuously improved her speed under the clutches of the spirit beast.

She knew that when one lacked absolute strength, speed could often become a key means of preserving one's life.

Yang Tao fell to the ground. He thought he was about to die, but surprisingly he did not feel any pain. He opened his eyes and was shocked to see Ye Shuyao standing in front of him. The fear in his heart instantly dissipated.

He stood up tremblingly, his voice weak but full of gratitude: "Shuyao, you are here."

Ye Shuyao nodded, signaling him to take care of Li Yuru first. She turned her gaze to the two people opposite her, only to see that they were forced to retreat repeatedly due to her powerful attack.

After the short male cultivator stood firm, his eyes flashed with greed. He licked his lips and said with a lewd smile, "Brother, here comes another one. These sect disciples are all rich as hell, and these two female cultivators are really good-looking, hahahaha."